Okay, I ask this one cause mine was pretty bad. I was a young pup, and got drunk at sleeps overs at my friends. Yes yes, I was the one that always had too much to drink and ended up being sick, always much to my shame in the morning.

The worst time was when I was over my friends house, I didn’t know where I was. My tummy started to churning in the middle of the night, I sprang to my feet, steeped on all my friends heads gagging away, stumbled around the kitchen only to find a small little door that I could poke my head in


HUUUKKK Pooieee… I chunderd and gagged up bucket loads

It wasn’t until the next morning my friends mum come into the living room holding some of her ‘clean’ washing she asked ‘Who’s thrown up all over my clean clothes’ I had actually stuck my head in the washing machine to be sick!

I was once sick on the tube, that was embarrassing. A friend of mine recently threw up in a coal bucket at someone's house.:gag:

I was sick on a coach infront of my family, a couple of family friends with their wifes/husbands/children and 80 strangers. Good times good times.

I was once sick on the tube, that was embarrassing. A friend of mine recently threw up in a coal bucket at someone's house.:gag:

coal bucket in someones house, for the fire? ewwww that could have stank the house out if you used it up

Never been sick anywhere, but, did drink so much on a 'plane I passed out and had to be woken by the steward after everyone else had got off ages bfore, then when I staggered down the steps, I fell down.

At a New Years Eve party in 1983 I was violently beer sick into a (new, xmas pressie) "Pixie Boot" owned by a girl I was trying to chat up :heyhey:.

I think her name was Claire and she worked in a green grocers in Matlock.

(that sounds like the first line of a saucey rhyme)

Places I have been sick :

1. Off a bench opposite the Original Oak in Leeds. Then rolled off the bench and into the sick.
2. Out of my window in a shared house in Leeds. It stuck to the ivy and I told the landlady it was the result of the pigeons having had a crapfest.
3. Sat in a line of people waiting to use the toilet in a student flat (in Leeds again). Turned to the guy next to me, a total stranger, and threw up over his trousers.
4. On a coach to London. Desperately cast around for something to be sick into and took the plastic bag off the cheese I'd bought. Was sick into it and then discovered the bag had airholes in it and the sick dripped through over my clothes and the seat.

Plenty more, but that's enough for now.

I don`t really drink anymore, but remember staying at the house of a girl from work after a night out. The next morning I was Stuck to the beanbag with dried sick and there was a trail all the way up the stairs to where I fell/slept.
They never asked me to stay again!

I was at a charity dinner a few weeks ago and started to feel funny. Left my gf sat at a table with some random middle-aged charity types and got as far as just outside the foyer before heaving up everywhere.

I was sick all up the carpark, all over my suit trousers and shoes too. Nice.

Meanwhile they decided to lecture her on the importance of having respect in a relationship, and that i needed telling off for doing one. Cheers.

The story about sicking over a bird while she's sucking you off was immense! Well done that man:)

p.s when i was sick...i never went back, i tottled off home and left her there. And i felt quite bad, until after the second 'recovery can', at which point i went to bed.

i am always sick after drinking unfortunately. 'memorable' occasions include when i was 15 and my friend had a party. i was sick out the bedroom window and managed to splatter all the patio. my poor friend had to explain what the stain was, and they had to replace some of the stones!

more recently me and my boyf were driving home after being to a party and i needed to be sick, he quickly pulled over and i hit the car and a passing by jogger!

:blush:

was once in spain years ago and was VERRY VERRY DRUNK lol ,anyway was in hotel room and spewed my guts up over the balcony (not good ) but to make it worse when i went to breakfast the following morning i over hread somone going ballistic about the fact that some dirty sod had been sick all over the bandstand where the turn played at night and that it had gone all over them:gag: , i though to myself errgh dirty bleeders !!! then as i get back to my room i look over our balcony and realise IT WAS ME !!!:hihi::shocked:

and was once sick on the waltzer errgghhh it went everywhere :rolleyes:

at my first ever senior-club rugby-training session - didn't know where the toilets were, ended up in the entrance foyer (at the old Jordanthorpe school) with caretaker overseeing my embarrassment.

On a Thursday morning, in a maths lesson, after a breath of the teacher's rank odour of stale sweat, booze and fags.

My now-husband threw up on my head 1 night.:gag:

Why did we stay together, not sure.:love:

Running to the toilet in an airport, plastic bags in a minibus (not booze, stupid foreign salmonella) also done it in a sink and possibly worse places :huh:

My now-husband threw up on my head 1 night.:gag:

Why did we stay together, not sure.:love:

My OH has asked me to add I was also sick on him a week later but this was only bile so really shouldn't be counted.:hihi:

My OH has asked me to add I was also sick on him a week later but this was only bile so really shouldn't be counted.:hihi:

true love....
:D

true love....
:D

I know. The couples that hurl together stay together!!:hihi:

That brings back memories of holding a buck out for my GF while she hurls all over my arms. If you can survive those sorts of thing, then you're doomed to stay together

That brings back memories of holding a buck out for my GF while she hurls all over my arms. If you can survive those sorts of thing, then you're doomed to stay together
We could work for Relate.:hihi::hihi: