My Worst VomitWe 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!
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chthonic, Thu 19 Aug 2004, 21:00)
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At Leeds Festival...... I think three years ago, Myself and fellow campers were drinking heavily. Being the last night of the festival, it's traditional to have a mad one. As the night progressed, and after drinking some cocktail that mainly consited of white wine, Archers and Bailey's, my stomach didn't feel to cracky, so I leaped in between two tents and began evacuating the contents of my belly.
I awoke sometime later that night, remaining on all fours, with my hands submerged in congealed Bailey's... I let rip once again.
I then returned to my friends, wrapped my head with toilet paper and insisted I was the tenth member of Slipknot. After which I nearly caught my head on fire by straying too close to the camp fire.
(, Mon 23 Aug 2004, 14:55, Reply)
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