OK, here's one for you.
One time I'd been drinking tequila all night and the next morning I was feeling a bit seedy, and my stomach was rumbling, so I thought maybe a glass of nice cold milk might settle things down.
I jumped in the shower straight afterwards and promptly threw up the glass of milk. That wasn't the gross part. The gross part was that it had curdled instantly in my stomach and what came out was a very well set tub of yoghurt which refused to find its own way down the plug hole, so I had to poke it down with my toes, which of course induced more vomiting. Before long I was up to my ankles in watery spew.
Now that's gross.
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