My Worst VomitWe all love a drink. Some of us love them so much they want to see them again on the way out of their mouths. I once got caught by surprise by the boozy sickness while chatting to some friends in my kitchen. Quick as a flash I grabbed a nearby pan and chundered away merrily in it. Realising it was probably time for bed I staggered off to my room. Unfortunately, my co-ordination failed just as I reached the landing and I somersaulted down the entire flight of stairs with my saucepan full of vomit. Beat that!
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chthonic, Thu 19 Aug 2004, 21:00)
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Strips of sickIt was my 19 birthday, my first as a student living away from home, and I skived lectures and started early with a bottle of Turbo White all to myself. Deciding, quite sensibly I thought, that I needed to have something to eat to soak up the excess of alcohol that I was due to have (in addition to the Turbo White, obviously) I scarfed down a plate of spaghetti really quickly, then away to the pub for an evening of mixing Tia Maria and Coke with Guinness and Black. Mmmmmm, nice combo...
On returning (rather early) to my student room, I found myself feeling rather sick. In the dark I found my way to the sink that's obligatory in student rooms and chundered copiously. Then, I staggered back to bed, falling into an alcoholic coma until the following morning.
Going to the sink in the morning, hoping that brushing my teeth might get rid of the shite that the beer monster had deposited in my gob, I discovered that it had become blocked with regurgitated whole strings of spaghetti, holding back a sinkful of black frothy liquid. Cleaning up your own sick with a hangover is not pleasant, even less so when it comes in strings.
Note to self - must chew food better...
(, Fri 20 Aug 2004, 14:06, Reply)
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