
We all love a drink. Some of us love them so much they want to see them again on the way out of their mouths. I once got caught by surprise by the boozy sickness while chatting to some friends in my kitchen. Quick as a flash I grabbed a nearby pan and chundered away merrily in it. Realising it was probably time for bed I staggered off to my room. Unfortunately, my co-ordination failed just as I reached the landing and I somersaulted down the entire flight of stairs with my saucepan full of vomit. Beat that!
( , Thu 19 Aug 2004, 21:00)
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in the realm of beer enjoyment.
One night I was only a third through my pint when everyone had finished, and they were getting bored of waiting for me. So One chap threatened that if I didn't neck it, he would. Not wanting to be done out of beer, I necked it.
On the way out of the pub I thought I was going to belch, and made an "oo" shape with my lips in order to make a comedy burp noise.
Only it wasn't a belch, it was a puke. And this nicely mixed gloop of mincd up chips and beer fountained out of my gob onto the toe of the hulk - six foot something and obviously into bodybuilding. I flashed him a big grin and we legged it before the meathead could realise what I'd just done.
( , Mon 23 Aug 2004, 13:08, Reply)
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