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Discussion in 'Hard Gay Shitpost Metropolis' started by Evilea, Aug 14, 2012.
This thread was inspired by that other, incredibly arousing thread.
I...actually don't puke all that much. Used to hurl when I was sick a lot, I even did it on purpose once to convincingly get out of school. The last time I puked from drinking was when I was fifteen, my dad and I put away a huge bottle of sake, a couple of huge ichiban beers, and like four or five bottles of wine. I piled an epic amount of fried fish on top of that and then passed out drunk, woke up at six AM, puked twice into the toilet and bathtub, took a shower, and then passed out again.
Two most memorable:
Age 4 - Violently barfed all over the welcome mat in front of the dime store, due to prolonged exposure to carbon monoxide leak in our house
Age 5 - Barfed all over my teacher's new skirt - she thought I was sad instead of sick and pulled me in her lap to comfort me
I hate vomiting mostly because I have a hard time doing it - I often have to induce vomiting just to get it over with or else I will sit on the bathroom floor for an hour or more feeling nauseous and literally unable to see straight. It often hurts too, but once it's over with I start feeling better almost immediately.
I never puke
when drinking i usually fall asleep at the toilet bowl dry heaving cause i didnt eat shit all night but 4 bags of skittles. taste the rainbow
I used to puke alot when I was a kid and rode the bus. I puked a few times in the army during traning. And a few times when I drank. I don't really get drunk, I just get dizzy and vomit if I have too much.
The last time I remeber puking was about 2 years ago when I went out with some people and drank 4 liters of guines.
one time I barfed on a girl while having sex with her
I barfed when I opened this thread.
I went to a zoo once, and barfed near a cheetah. It got freaked out and a bunch of other people were grossed out too.
She probably welcomed the distraction.
yeah she started rubbing it on her tits
Drinking vodka at some yuppie pub on a work trip. Ordered fish & chips for a bit of stomach-coating grease.
Bit into the fish... FUCKING SALMON!!! WHO THE FUCK MAKES F&C WITH FUCKING SALMON????
I was drunk enough to eat it.
Got back to my hotel room, opened the door, and projectiled a pink fountain of spew from the door halfway across the room.
Closed the door.
Collapsed into bed.
Woke up, avoided the 2m long off-pink trail, left the room & went to work.
Got back that evening.
Floor was magically clean.
Left $20 on the pillow at checkout for the poor fuck who had to clean that up.
salmon f&c that sounds fucking gross
It really, really was.
I actually have a very touching barf-related story.
About 4 years ago, on the Saturday after my 21st birthday, I was hanging out at my apartment with my best friend and her husband, and the guy I was currently dating. We were playing the usual horrible drinking games, like Presidents and Assholes, etc., while playing cards and just relaxing. I killed about half of a bottle of rum, and felt odd.
I popped outside to smoke a cigarette, and my dude came out a second later. We were getting a little amorous, forgot about smoking. I said something along the lines of, "I'm really glad I met you, you're the first person I ever felt a real connection with." and at that precise second, he suddenly jumped up. We looked into each others' eyes, and in my foolish heart, I knew that at any moment, he would whisk me into his arms under the moonlight. He gripped my arm. Suddenly, he runs to the edge of the balcony, and BBLLLLAAAAAARRRGGGGHHH
all over the doorstep of the person below me and
onto someone's fucking cat who ran off screaming
It was so... romantic.
i havent puked in a very long time.. but
one time when i was younger i drank a whole jug of carlo rossi white wine by myself
passed out in bed.. woke up for a second.. puked then fell asleep in my puke.. then woke up for work
still drunk... with vomit in my hair...*sigh* the good ol days