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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You are disgusting and should be ashamed
I managed to blag my way into some poncy free drinks in the city one winters evening with free booze and food. Having only just started working in London as a runner, on a retardadly low salary, I was in heaven surrounded by food and booze.
After shoveling my face full of food and knocking back enough beer and shots and wine to kill a small country, it was fairly obvious I should make my way home.
I go the train and promptly fell asleep. Half an hour later, I opened my eyes as I was pulling into my train station, at that point, I knew I was going to hurl, but was too far from toilet and as we were pulling into the station, i thought I would be classy enough to get off train and vom on the platform our outside the station. My guts had other ideas and as soon as I stood up, i hurled, projectile, the entire evenings contents. Onto the seats infront, onto the floor, into the walkway...
There was a lady sitting in the set of 4 chairs next to me who was quite dissapointed in my behaviour and said I should be ashamed of myself as she clambered over the seats to not get my stomach all over her shoes. I grinned like a maniac at her and got off the train, only to continue to vomit down the stairs and out of the station and all over myself.
( , Fri 8 Jan 2010, 23:12, 1 reply)
I managed to blag my way into some poncy free drinks in the city one winters evening with free booze and food. Having only just started working in London as a runner, on a retardadly low salary, I was in heaven surrounded by food and booze.
After shoveling my face full of food and knocking back enough beer and shots and wine to kill a small country, it was fairly obvious I should make my way home.
I go the train and promptly fell asleep. Half an hour later, I opened my eyes as I was pulling into my train station, at that point, I knew I was going to hurl, but was too far from toilet and as we were pulling into the station, i thought I would be classy enough to get off train and vom on the platform our outside the station. My guts had other ideas and as soon as I stood up, i hurled, projectile, the entire evenings contents. Onto the seats infront, onto the floor, into the walkway...
There was a lady sitting in the set of 4 chairs next to me who was quite dissapointed in my behaviour and said I should be ashamed of myself as she clambered over the seats to not get my stomach all over her shoes. I grinned like a maniac at her and got off the train, only to continue to vomit down the stairs and out of the station and all over myself.
( , Fri 8 Jan 2010, 23:12, 1 reply)
i've been there
but as i had to be at work the next morning, and had the keys on me, i slept on the couch in reception
i spent the hour before we opened cleaning the vomit of the floor in the toilet - feeling like death.
( , Fri 8 Jan 2010, 23:15, closed)
but as i had to be at work the next morning, and had the keys on me, i slept on the couch in reception
i spent the hour before we opened cleaning the vomit of the floor in the toilet - feeling like death.
( , Fri 8 Jan 2010, 23:15, closed)
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