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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Learning that first valuable lessonWhen I was about 16 one of my mates had their house to themselves for the weekend, so naturally to comply with the unwritten rules of teenagerdom, there was a massive teenage party duly organised.
After the beer ran dry we inevitably started on his parents' drinks cabinet. Advocaat, Gin, Cherry Brandy, it all got drunk.
I slept in an attic room, and in the middle of the night woke with that unmistakable urge. I panicked as there was nowhere to puke, so I opened the skylight and vomited out onto the tiled roof.
The funny part is that the vomit somehow stained the slate. That house has had a mystery streaked area where moss grows ever since. 10 years later I've been past and its still there. One day I'll take my grandkids and show them that streak and be able to say "I did that".
(, Sun 22 Aug 2004, 10:55, Reply)
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