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Puke stories came up this past weekend... hungover puke stories from the past... Actually I think the conversation started with stupid things done while intoxicated, and was followed by humiliating stories of the puking that usually follows, whether still drunk, or moving on to the hungover portion of the program. We all had a few.
My brother-in-law shared one of a college friend who let it go in a Taco Bell. They had been out the night before, as most college students are known to do, but had to work the next day. One guy had it worse than the rest. While they were attempting to eat some lunch at the nearby Taco Hell, it was apparent this guy was not going to make it... the green, clammy pallor taking over his face. He bolted for the door, but only made it through the first set of double glass doors. It was one of those entryways that had the vestibule in front of the actual restaurant. As mentioned, he made it through the first set of doors, into the glass enclosure, but did not make it through the second before letting it fly. My brother-in-law said they got to watch the entire thing, along with people dropping their burritos mid-bite.
The poor guy finally escaped the vestibule, but was wracked with another spasm before making it past the drive-through. There he was, at the front of the line, heaving over a split rail fence, right by the pick-up window. Apparently a lot people didn't hang around to order, which, considering it was Taco Bell, was probably a blessing.
Feel free to share your own embarrassing stories in the comments. I'm keeping mine safely locked up inside my guilty conscience.
* Posted for recovering Von, who didn't feel I had put up enough of a post earlier...
I will ALWAYS hold your hair back while you are puking.
GOod story!!
And no video!!
Posted by: Von | April 12, 2011 at 01:41 PM
Ugh. I still have yet to break the puke seal from drinking. I fear it. I have been very close to this line, but indulgence is limited to 1-2 times per year, so I hope I can retire without going to this special place.
Posted by: Pinko Punko | April 12, 2011 at 02:15 PM
Wow! Not even during some stupid event in college?? I'm guessing if you didn't do it then, you're not going to do it now since I always associate it with something you grow out of...
Posted by: Jennifer | April 12, 2011 at 02:19 PM
And no video!!
nowadays, the friends would have all posted vids of the puking on Utube.
Ugh. I still have yet to break the puke seal from drinking.
You had your chance, but elected to force everyone to eat Chocolate Skittles. Talk about puke-worthy.
Posted by: zombie rotten mcdonald | April 12, 2011 at 03:12 PM
I just learned that Dr. fish provides pedicures by eating dead skin. Google it!
Posted by: Mandos | April 12, 2011 at 03:15 PM
ZRM- we said the very same thing, how had the event happened today, phones would have been out and the video posted within moments. Thank God I had my experimenting phases when I did.
I had almost forgotten about the Chocolate Skittles...
Posted by: Jennifer | April 12, 2011 at 03:15 PM
I just learned that Dr. fish provides pedicures by eating dead skin. Google it!
Well, that's enough to make you puke...
Posted by: Jennifer | April 12, 2011 at 03:16 PM
OK, I Googled... It's kind of ironic that fish get rid of scaly skin and yet do nothing about their own!
Posted by: Jennifer | April 12, 2011 at 03:19 PM
I dreamed that I posted on this thread. Than I went to 3Bulls! and came back here, and it was just a dream.
~
Posted by: ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© | April 12, 2011 at 07:10 PM
Obviously Pinko's fault.
Posted by: zombie rotten mcdonald | April 12, 2011 at 07:53 PM
Washed a bedspread after a bad party once and found out who had eaten ham for dinner the night before.
Posted by: Substance McGravitas | April 12, 2011 at 08:07 PM
Mmmm... gives ham spread a whole new meaning!
Posted by: Jennifer | April 12, 2011 at 08:15 PM
Heard a story about a guywho drove home at the end of term and it was a quite a long drive so when he was going past the local pub and saw his dad's car there he stopped and had a few beers. It is a small town and lots of locals turned up anxious to buy a beer for the boy back from the big smoke so he got fairly well inebriated.
Someone took him home and he got out of the car, walked into the home kitchen and threw up over his mum. Then he passed out in a corner.
Things were a little tense around the breakfast table, apparently.
Posted by: Another Kiwi | April 12, 2011 at 11:00 PM
I once had some random girl throw up on me as I was leaving a restaurant on New Year's Eve. She was coming into the restaurant. To drink more, no doubt. To this day New Year's Eve is tied with St Patrick's Day as my least favorite holiday.
Posted by: Dan Leo | April 13, 2011 at 04:07 AM
I am just going to wait right here for Mikey to show up. This ought to be good...
Posted by: fish | April 13, 2011 at 07:54 AM
I will ALWAYS hold your hair back while you are puking.
You never say that to me!
A friend of my brother Sweetums carried a drunken, passed out girl (bachelorette party) up four flights of stairs to her walk-up apartment, and just before her roommate got the door open, she puked all over him.
Good times!
Posted by: B^4 | April 13, 2011 at 11:28 AM
Don't have pukin stories that can be shared, for the most part. Statute of limitations, violations of privacy, etc. Also, zombies puke surprisingly rarely.
However, re: video. I AM a bit surprised nobody posted horrible embarrassing Zombie Whitewater Misbehavior and Stupidity Slurring Videos.
Posted by: zombie rotten mcdonald | April 13, 2011 at 11:45 AM
I AM a bit surprised nobody posted horrible embarrassing Zombie Whitewater Misbehavior and Stupidity Slurring Videos.
What happens in Whitewater, stays in Whitewater...
Posted by: Jennifer | April 13, 2011 at 12:00 PM
Hey what happens between a desperate person and her wastebasket stays private.
Posted by: Kathleen | April 13, 2011 at 01:57 PM
That poor, sad wastebasket....
Posted by: Snag | April 13, 2011 at 04:04 PM
Also, zombies puke surprisingly rarely.
Suppressed gag reflex is kinda important in that line of work.
Posted by: fish | April 13, 2011 at 04:43 PM
FILTHBOT!
Posted by: Pinko Punko | April 13, 2011 at 05:42 PM
Suppressed gag reflex is kinda important in that line of work.
you mean zombieism? or architecture?
...as I think about it, both.
Posted by: zombie rotten mcdonald | April 13, 2011 at 08:45 PM
TLB has an EPIC puke story, but I can't tell it for her. It involves Wild Turkey, Crystal Pepsi, and a children's author convention.
I may have a good one in a couple of weeks....
Posted by: Brando | April 15, 2011 at 11:31 PM
i actually made it outside.
it was some sudden whiff of some strange odour that brought about my episode of 'empty the gi tract through the wrong end, why not'.
it was just outside a bob evans(this bob evans), where we had a very hearty breakfast - which i paid for (more is the pity). this followed a night out with a cache of west virginian booze whose effects were very much with us. needless to say it was the worst $30-$40 i have ever spent in a restaurant, since i left a good %age of it right outside.
it was one of very few times that alcohol made me do it.
that TLB story sounds epic, though...
Posted by: almostinfamous | April 16, 2011 at 12:18 AM
TLB must divulge. I know you will in a couple of weeks. :)
aif! Although I know better, there's still a part of me that can't quite imagine you doing drunken hurling, at a Bob Evans no less. LOL!
My worst puke story involved dry wall. Unfinished drywall. I can't remember if I posted about it or not, but I'm not even sure I can. It was not a proud moment.
Posted by: Jennifer | April 16, 2011 at 06:47 AM