October 24, 2011 Too Much!
 

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via disaboom

That happened to me once at a concert.

In college there was this booze cruise out into Long Island Sound. A friend of mine wasn't feeling so well, so he ran to the railing to puke. Only problem was the railing looked down onto a lower deck, not the water. There was a freshman girl down on the lower deck. (see where this is going?) So this friend waved to her urgently to get her out of the way, because the puke was coming. She saw him, and waved back, just as he let loose all over her.

Not sure why he didn't just puke on the deck next to himself, he didn't tell that part of the story, and he genuinely felt bad about the whole thing. But there you go. College.

A friend of mine puked on another friend of mine. Twice. Same guys. Years apart. Accidentally (he says).

Sometimes when you're going to puke you just have to puke and there's no rhyme or reason. Your mind goes blank and you just revert to reflex. lol

You horrible people.
No more of this thread for me.

A friend of mine runs the site extremepumpkins.com, which has a lot of good stuff, like this:
http://ep.yimg.com/ca/I/hobased_2180_3538211

Six year-old boys must love that site.

Your stories remind me of a scene in "Brideshead Revisited" by Evelyn Waugh, set, I think, in an Oxford College: A guy feeling queasy walks up to an open window, leans over the sill and, pukes into the room. He had walked up to the ground floor window from the outside.

feels like a threadless TShirt ...

Hellarious puke stories. I can't remember when last I've laughed so hard I had tears running down my face.


Took my family to Mexico to visit a way out back village. The most affluent guy in town invited us to his palatial home for breakfast. He cooked us a spectacular breakfast of pancakes, eggs, bacon, and sausage. Sitting there completely sated gazing across the table covered with a huge spread of fruit, etc. our gracious host asked, in halting English, my son, who was about 9, how he liked his food. He gazed back at the gentleman and as proud parents we waited to hear his respectful gratitude for this wonderful meal... Time crept on... Just about the time I was going to prompt him - he opened his mouth and threw up all across his end of the table.

Definition: Mortification

pumpkin zombie art by Ray Villafane.

Wow.. Just. Wow..