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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All At SeaA bunch of us went on a day trip to France, one mate only drinks spirits but on seeing the extortionate prices he was told that unless he subbed the extra he would be bought lager same as the rest of us. We were all rather pie eyed by the time we got on the ferry home however this one bloke started to look a bit green when he was boarding the boat. One minute later he was giving the ferry a browny orange go faster stripe all the way down the back of the ferry.
During the trip he and the less sea legged mates all went below deck to concentrate on keeping the contents of their guts down whilst the rest of us hit the fruitys and had a few more drinks.
Later the same mate was seen trying bundle through passport control not showing his passport, obviously he got called back so I went to help him out as he was still seemed to be very pissed. He looked at me very worried and said that he had lost his passport I asked had he checked the carrier bag he was clutching. He said yes but I checked anyway and found his temporary passport (this was some time ago when you could get a cheapy cardboard passport) sticking out of about 4 inches of fresh vomit in the bottom of his bag. So we managed to hand the passport over to the customs officer who opened it gingerly holding the top corners of the passport.
(, Wed 25 Aug 2004, 6:36, Reply)
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