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» Vomit Pt2
Not nice in bed
Out in town with mrs spike and her work colleagues one night. They weren't a bad bunch and I got on well with them. We had dinner then hit a few bars. Then the shots got ordered. I forget exactly what they were but we all drank plenty of them and got in a right old state.
Anyway it's time to go home and me and the mrs start the 15 minute walk back to our house. The shots hit her big time half way home and she can hardly stand up. She uses various walls and houses to hold herself up all the way home.
We get home and she climbs into bed. I'm just getting changed and she explodes. There vomit all over the duvet, pillows, sheets and her. (didn't get the mattress bizarrely). Can't remember what we had for dinner but this was bright red and full of little slithers of what looked liked jelly. It was nasty.
I manage to stop her chocking on it (I know, missed a trick there) and then proceed to try and clear up. She was mostly passed out and wouldn't leave the bed. I couldn't work out how to get the jelly lumps off the bed. I sure as hell wasn't touching the stuff. Then I have a brain wave. I'll use a dustpan. Worked like a charm but why I choose to throw it in the shower and not down the loo I don't know.
Anyway, I manage to strip the rest of the bed and get some of it in the washing machine. I throw the duvet over the banister and attempt to remake the bed. She wouldn't budge so I gave up and left her there with a wet pillow and no sheets. Thought I'd better give her something so she got the wet duvet which by this time had dripped all over the carpet.
When I woke her the following morning to tell her I was off out she couldn't work out why the bed wasn't made, what the smell was and why I'd slept in the spare room.
She worked it out when she got to the shower. At least she's cleaned it out by the time I got back. Although I had to do the carpet as her hangover took about a week to clear up!
(Sun 10th Jan 2010, 14:35, More)
Not nice in bed
Out in town with mrs spike and her work colleagues one night. They weren't a bad bunch and I got on well with them. We had dinner then hit a few bars. Then the shots got ordered. I forget exactly what they were but we all drank plenty of them and got in a right old state.
Anyway it's time to go home and me and the mrs start the 15 minute walk back to our house. The shots hit her big time half way home and she can hardly stand up. She uses various walls and houses to hold herself up all the way home.
We get home and she climbs into bed. I'm just getting changed and she explodes. There vomit all over the duvet, pillows, sheets and her. (didn't get the mattress bizarrely). Can't remember what we had for dinner but this was bright red and full of little slithers of what looked liked jelly. It was nasty.
I manage to stop her chocking on it (I know, missed a trick there) and then proceed to try and clear up. She was mostly passed out and wouldn't leave the bed. I couldn't work out how to get the jelly lumps off the bed. I sure as hell wasn't touching the stuff. Then I have a brain wave. I'll use a dustpan. Worked like a charm but why I choose to throw it in the shower and not down the loo I don't know.
Anyway, I manage to strip the rest of the bed and get some of it in the washing machine. I throw the duvet over the banister and attempt to remake the bed. She wouldn't budge so I gave up and left her there with a wet pillow and no sheets. Thought I'd better give her something so she got the wet duvet which by this time had dripped all over the carpet.
When I woke her the following morning to tell her I was off out she couldn't work out why the bed wasn't made, what the smell was and why I'd slept in the spare room.
She worked it out when she got to the shower. At least she's cleaned it out by the time I got back. Although I had to do the carpet as her hangover took about a week to clear up!
(Sun 10th Jan 2010, 14:35, More)