worst place youve

worst place youve

been ill ????

Was on my way to work this morning and slightly well no totally major league hungover i got the x 31 from ashington to town... We got to the little chef roundabout and i subjected the poor bloke infront to a rather large insight into what id had for breakfest .... excorcist moment.... the guy naturally went beserk as i continued to bill on the moving bus , after finishing being sick i noticed this bloke was still rather annoyed and tried to appologise only to get half way through the sentence and begin being sick again much to the amusement of the rest of the bus ...

Top tio for the day avoid the ex 31 and a bloke with carrotts and yellow stains on his back!

So whats the worst place youve been ill?

I have spewed up in the Gatecrasher chill out room before, well i suppose it was going to happen seen as i nearly died the night before in Newcastle and woke up on a heart monitor after an all day drinking session then who knows what

Straight down the inside of my top in the middle of BarXS after my mate spiked my lager with vodka.

classy

It was the first time i was due to go to Gatcrasher - i wasnt going to miss a night like that with the line up they had on at the time

It was a week later when the shit hit the fan and my mam found out 2nd hand in her local club

All's ok now nearly 3 years later tho

Talk about living for the music !!!

bit dangerous tho considering there are always other nights and maybe better line ups in the future!

Re: worst place youve

You spewed all over his back! I would have been livid

I remember that BJ madness

had a mate that was sick once in the sea nightclub, he was walking up the staircase to go to the bar area on the first floor and halfway up the stairs he felt it creeping up his throat, so he held it in and went in the gap between the banisters......straight onto the dude in the cloakroom.

Over the speaker stack in Ikon.

on the shoes of a girl i was talking to.

At the NEC. Collapsing in the toilets and spending the nite on a stretcher not knowing who, where or what I was is not good. Was quite ill for bout 4 days after.:spangled:

sounds like a standard case of halliwellitus...



nye 2000 for me... horrible nite... all my own doing...

the launch party for people get real!!

Christams eve 1992 i think. 10 pints of stella. woke up in the middle of the night in my bedroom, vommited straight up in the air and promptly fell asleep. My mum woke me with a "Happy Chris......." and stopped and stared.... my bed, the curtains, my face, my hair, the carpet, my bedding, my alarm clock, my college bag... all covered. i spent christmad day morning cleaning up stella-smelling sick.

I spewed down the inside of my own jacket in a hilarious incident in which my mate also barfed into the glove compartment of the taxi. We were kicked out and billed £25 for our troubles.

In a bid to save the taxi from getting wrecked I just pulled down the zip of my jacket and spewed down myself , this set my mate off who was sitting in the front and barfed right into the taxi’s glove compartment.

It took the driver about 15 mins to help me out the back of the taxi; he still somehow managed to take my details and posted a £25 bill through the door.

thats rank!
i think my worst time beng ill was on the plane on the way home form ibiza 2 years ago!...i was just being sick everywhere! it was minging!....keept a towel over me head nd tried to go to sleep, me eyes where stinging like fook...never felt that bad ever! lol....cant blame anyone but me self tho!! xx

man of science hahaha

i dont know which is worse

my mates familys new year party i gatecrashed got pissed danced lay on the floor then vomited violently on the cream carpet, after being on the families video camera, with a close up on her granny seconds before saying "i think she needs a glass of water"

or the time i was frog marched home by my mates dad up thousands of steps (in puerto rico) because i thought it would be fun to drink strawberry schnapps from eleven in the morning (we were 14) then get ready, go trampolining, down vodka+orange, then a few pints. i went to bed and after the whirly place had got me i spewed. i didnt even move. my mam got me up and washed my hair while i was sick in the sink.
when i got up in the morning i shouted at her for not putting conditioner on my hair she replied with "lucy, you were stotting your head off the taps - i couldnt possibly"

it was the same mate too. i think i know where my problem lies now.

just remembered... was sick off the balcony in canada.

wasnt even really down to drunkeness thiss one, just felt sick :spangled:

but it was a mighty impressive projectile none the less.

in a similar vein, about a year ago, i got home, couldn't move from the sofa, realised i was gunna throw up, so lifted the neck of my shirt abit and threw up on my chest. about 2 hours later when i could move, i got to the bathroom and got in the bath.

Not a drop on the sofa or carpet like!!!