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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a tram ride to farafter a considerably heavy drinking session celebrating christmas at the office party, i done the inevitable asnd missed my last train and crashed at a mates house. to get back to my house envolved a tram ride from croydon to wimbledon, not a problem i thought, just sit still breath softly and hopefully the smell of oranges and a watery jaw won't happen. as the tram pulled up to the station outside valley park a the smell of oranges flooded into my mouth and i proceeded to spray the sweet little o.a.p. sitting oppersite me with about 10 pints and enough vodka chasers to open up your own cocktail bar.
as you can imagine she wasn't best pleased so i made a quick exit from the tube and continued to 'techni-colour yawn' into a nearby bush.
(, Tue 24 Aug 2004, 13:08, Reply)
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