Quote Originally Posted by jeemak View Post
I had a good friend over to my place on Friday night and in his wisdom he thought it would be a good idea for us to tackle a bottle of spiced rum, on the rocks, in addition to the beer and wine we'd consumed.

Anyway, I get up the next day and I see my sink full of all sorts of things that looked like I'd blown chunks after he'd left. Given the straight brown liquor the memory was hazy, but I didn't have any foul taste in my mouth (well, no more than I should have) and I seemed not to have the acidic feeling in my nasal cavity that seems to accompany a good spew.

I was genuinely confused.

So I check my fridge, apparently I'd decided the early hours of Saturday morning was a good time to clean out some leftovers and meals I hadn't finished throughout the week...…..thankfully.
That's one of those "Geez I'm glad I don't drink" stories. First time I got pissed I'm 16 and one of my mates from the cricket club convinced me to scol a bottle of Brandivino. He really regretted it when I threw up in his fish tank.