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The last time I threw up was Thanksgiving in 2003, when I went to Chipotle (not for Thanksgiving dinner, mind you) and ate the burrito from hell that made me barf all night and miss out on the turkey and so forth. That's not very exciting.
Before that, though, it was college in 2000 and I had gotten back to my apartment after going to a drinking party at this friend's place. My roommates were holding a party of their own, complete with some very good pot from my roommate Mike's collection (cultivated by himself in a wooden box specially crafted for the operation). Unfortunately they were low on booze by the time I arrived, and all they had left in quantity was box wine -- you know, the wine that comes in boxes in the supermarket. So I drank some of that, and then my head made a beeline for the floor about five seconds later. I did manage to make it to the toilet however, although my roommates told me I was yelling at them in Japanese beforehand.
Otherwise I pride myself on not vomiting very often, but what about you?
Before that, though, it was college in 2000 and I had gotten back to my apartment after going to a drinking party at this friend's place. My roommates were holding a party of their own, complete with some very good pot from my roommate Mike's collection (cultivated by himself in a wooden box specially crafted for the operation). Unfortunately they were low on booze by the time I arrived, and all they had left in quantity was box wine -- you know, the wine that comes in boxes in the supermarket. So I drank some of that, and then my head made a beeline for the floor about five seconds later. I did manage to make it to the toilet however, although my roommates told me I was yelling at them in Japanese beforehand.
Otherwise I pride myself on not vomiting very often, but what about you?