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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When I was travellingI met an American guy named Adam in Belarus who owned a Dacha - basically a delapadated Russian summerhouse in a farm.
Now, we decided to spend a day chatting and working on the farm nd ended up very happy with ourselves for such 'down-to-earth'ness. We decided that to celebrate, we should drink a few shots of vodka.
Now, I'm not that practiced in Russian style vodka drinking which seems to consist of downing MUGS of vodka one after the other, then licking a garlic freshly dug up and chewing on some pickled cabbage so I had some trouble keeping up.
Adam however was downing for American/Belarussian relations and after 3 litre bottles was decidedly unwell.
He ran off to the toilet - which is essentially a tiny wooden shack (not unlike the toilets in 'wild west' films), with a seat being a hole cut out of a plank of wood, and a 6 foot deep hole dug out underneath this.
He his head over the hole and threw up a lot.
Did I mention that he wore glasses?
No?
Well, they followed his vomit into the hole by accident and unfortunately for Belarus, glasses are extortionately expensive, like 3 months salary for a pair.
So he pushed the shack over, and lay down on the ground with his arm down the hole.
He was not most popular after that, but I did get to laugh my head off.
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djdirect, Mon 23 Aug 2004, 17:52,
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