
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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Woke up from the last Manchester bash in my hotel room and went to the bathroom. The place looked like the famous scene from Alfred Hitchcock's Pyscho.
Remembered why I don't get drunk on red wine anymore.
( , Thu 7 Jan 2010, 21:10, 1 reply)
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