Vomit Pt2
It's been nearly six years since we last asked about your worst vomit, so:
Tell us tales of what went in, what came out and where it all went after that.
( , Thu 7 Jan 2010, 17:02)
It's been nearly six years since we last asked about your worst vomit, so:
Tell us tales of what went in, what came out and where it all went after that.
( , Thu 7 Jan 2010, 17:02)
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Skippy
Kangaroo meat.... Every time.
I first encountered Roo meat in the UK while a student. Always one to try something new in the meat department (ooer) I gave it a go. It's pretty tough/stringy stuff and wasn't really my thing (Ostrich on the other hand is Yum!).
After a few hours the gut pains start and I know I'm in trouble.... When the inevitable happened it was one of the toughest vom-exit manouvres I've ever had.
I swear this stuff had been sat in my stomach far from breaking down into smaller bits it must have been enlisting evil friends for it's nasty plot. What came up was lumps decidedly bigger than I'd originally swallowed, which as you might imagine was a bit of a surprise and I suddenly found I was in trouble as I tried to choke them out and breathe in through my nose. Job all done I put it down as a bad experience and forgot about it....
...until about 7 years later when in Australia (living there for a year) the Kangaroo meat found itself back on my menu. Cooked properly at a decent restaurant this time I had higher hopes. Until I found myself curled up in the foetal position on the floor of the large walk in shower at my hotel room in a puddle of kangaroo tainted vom.
My conclusion, Skippy doesn't want me to eat him.
( , Thu 7 Jan 2010, 17:25, 2 replies)
Kangaroo meat.... Every time.
I first encountered Roo meat in the UK while a student. Always one to try something new in the meat department (ooer) I gave it a go. It's pretty tough/stringy stuff and wasn't really my thing (Ostrich on the other hand is Yum!).
After a few hours the gut pains start and I know I'm in trouble.... When the inevitable happened it was one of the toughest vom-exit manouvres I've ever had.
I swear this stuff had been sat in my stomach far from breaking down into smaller bits it must have been enlisting evil friends for it's nasty plot. What came up was lumps decidedly bigger than I'd originally swallowed, which as you might imagine was a bit of a surprise and I suddenly found I was in trouble as I tried to choke them out and breathe in through my nose. Job all done I put it down as a bad experience and forgot about it....
...until about 7 years later when in Australia (living there for a year) the Kangaroo meat found itself back on my menu. Cooked properly at a decent restaurant this time I had higher hopes. Until I found myself curled up in the foetal position on the floor of the large walk in shower at my hotel room in a puddle of kangaroo tainted vom.
My conclusion, Skippy doesn't want me to eat him.
( , Thu 7 Jan 2010, 17:25, 2 replies)
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