taxi vomit mouthful heroism
Back when I was 16iah, a bunch of us went to some nightclub or other where we could get in and became very drunk. We caught a cab back to James' place as his folks were out or something.

James started to make retching noises, to a chorus of threats about having to pay for the cleanup himself if he boked. After a while we noticed James had gone a bit quiet as well as a bit green. His cheeks were puffed out like pob's and he was holding his finger over his mouth as if telling us to all shut the fuck up. He sat like that for the entire journey, and then leapt out of the cab and brought forth a large pile of vomit on the street outside.

He then spoiled the heroism by pissing in a letterbox.
(teasus likes tea, Mon 11 Jan 2010, 16:50, 1 reply)

I'm impressed
I know that point in an evening, of perfect balance and equilibrium, between the food coming up or staying down.

I usually go past it....

kudos for holding it together.
(CADmonkey rollllllllled another one, just like the other one, Tue 12 Jan 2010, 1:12, closed)