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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VomitDon't talk to me about vomit, I'm the vomit master! In fact, I was puking up purple nastyness at my sister's wedding two days ago, half of which I can't remember, but anyway thats another story.
This one night I walked back home one freezing night, on my own as usual, after 6 shots of a very nasty green drink called absinthe. I got inside the first door of my house, somehow, but there was an inner door to defeat as well. In my drunkenness, I dropped my keys on the porch floor and couldn't find them. Then I turned around, and puked heavily into the porch letterbox. My mum found me half conscious lying in the coal shed outside, covered in puke. Lovely.
Turned out to be good practise for uni though...
(, Mon 23 Aug 2004, 19:17, Reply)
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