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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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I'd been drinking heavily one night, and I made my way to an intimate little party that a lass I knew was having. I proceeded to vomit violently in her toilet, pass out in her bedroom, wake up, nearly cover her entire driveway in vomit and then leave. Apparently the next day she was outside in her pyjamas in the freezing cold cleaning it up herself. She wasn't too pleased.
( , Wed 25 Aug 2004, 16:23, Reply)
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