Easy 10
Brain dead MUG SHEEP
I was sick on Saturday.
Enjoying a delicious mexican at a Chiquitos restaurant in Rubery (just south of Birmingham). I was already quite tanked up with BEATER, and decided to have the extra hot Louisiana chicken wings for starters, followed by the steak & chicken mixed fajitas. There was LOADS to eat, and I really started struggling on my 4th fajita. I carried on ploughing through and swigging my beer, but started feeling a bit queesy. Eventually there was just over a mouthful of food left, so I crammed it in and swallowed it rapidly (just to get rid of it quick - right girls ?). As soon as I'd done it, I knew it was a mistake. The old saliva started flowing in my mouth (which is ALWAYS a prelude to imminent chunder). I made my excuses, left the table, and just about made it to the toilet cubicle before hurling my partially digested meal down the pan.
Felt right as rain a few minutes later, went back, finished my beer and had a bit of cheesecake to round things off, with nobody any the wiser as to my toiletry regurgitation exploits. I was hungry again within half an hour though, so had a packet of extra sour Haribo snakes whilst watching Match of the Day.
I have to conclude that all in all, being sick everywhere doesn't have to spoil your evening. I thoroughly recommend it actually, as holding it in till you get home just makes you feel worse. As long as you can get rid in a private and secluded manner, and you have a couple of Trebors on you, there's no harm done.
Enjoying a delicious mexican at a Chiquitos restaurant in Rubery (just south of Birmingham). I was already quite tanked up with BEATER, and decided to have the extra hot Louisiana chicken wings for starters, followed by the steak & chicken mixed fajitas. There was LOADS to eat, and I really started struggling on my 4th fajita. I carried on ploughing through and swigging my beer, but started feeling a bit queesy. Eventually there was just over a mouthful of food left, so I crammed it in and swallowed it rapidly (just to get rid of it quick - right girls ?). As soon as I'd done it, I knew it was a mistake. The old saliva started flowing in my mouth (which is ALWAYS a prelude to imminent chunder). I made my excuses, left the table, and just about made it to the toilet cubicle before hurling my partially digested meal down the pan.
Felt right as rain a few minutes later, went back, finished my beer and had a bit of cheesecake to round things off, with nobody any the wiser as to my toiletry regurgitation exploits. I was hungry again within half an hour though, so had a packet of extra sour Haribo snakes whilst watching Match of the Day.
I have to conclude that all in all, being sick everywhere doesn't have to spoil your evening. I thoroughly recommend it actually, as holding it in till you get home just makes you feel worse. As long as you can get rid in a private and secluded manner, and you have a couple of Trebors on you, there's no harm done.
my lovely children decided to video me chucking up and they also found time to write "I'm a lightweight" on my back in permanent marker.
