My Worst Vomit
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)
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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Group Reading Time
I think i was about 7 at the time. In the morning I was feeling unwell but my mother would always make me go to school no matter what. So she made me eat an orange and sent me off to class.
An hour later it's group reading time - you know when you used to sit around on the floor in a circle and take turns reading from your books.
Now it was my turn to read and the nervousness tipped me over the edge... I opened my mouth but instead of words orange liquid projected forth spraying all the poor kids in my circle and their books... oops.
( , Wed 25 Aug 2004, 5:50, Reply)
I think i was about 7 at the time. In the morning I was feeling unwell but my mother would always make me go to school no matter what. So she made me eat an orange and sent me off to class.
An hour later it's group reading time - you know when you used to sit around on the floor in a circle and take turns reading from your books.
Now it was my turn to read and the nervousness tipped me over the edge... I opened my mouth but instead of words orange liquid projected forth spraying all the poor kids in my circle and their books... oops.
( , Wed 25 Aug 2004, 5:50, Reply)
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