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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I'm embarressed to this day.
I went to a gig, Capdown at Cambridge Junction if you must know, and started feeling funny. I went to the bogs cos I thought I was gonna throw up, but I felt fine, so I went back out, grabbed a table, told my friends (who were worried, naturally) not to look at me, then threw up all over the table, in front of about 200 people. I held up the rock horns to try and keep some credability. I went to the bogs, everything was clean when I got back, except a hoody which I had to buy (despite having no money, begged and borrowed). I cringe thinking about it even to this day, hope admitting it will give me closure.
( , Wed 25 Aug 2004, 20:14, Reply)
I went to a gig, Capdown at Cambridge Junction if you must know, and started feeling funny. I went to the bogs cos I thought I was gonna throw up, but I felt fine, so I went back out, grabbed a table, told my friends (who were worried, naturally) not to look at me, then threw up all over the table, in front of about 200 people. I held up the rock horns to try and keep some credability. I went to the bogs, everything was clean when I got back, except a hoody which I had to buy (despite having no money, begged and borrowed). I cringe thinking about it even to this day, hope admitting it will give me closure.
( , Wed 25 Aug 2004, 20:14, Reply)
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