A Game...

[sugar_mcduff]

Comment on my journal posting something really nasty/gross that you've done in your life.  Perhaps its something really embarrassing?  Post ANONYMOUSLY!

I'm looking for drunken things, throwing up, illness and whatnot.  Nothing mean.  No detail is too small.

EDIT...
I fixed it for anonymous postings. 

Comments

[baldowl]

Am I the only player? Does that mean I win? Hooray!

Once, during my high school days, some friends and I entered a local pizza place, presumably to eat. However, my digestive system had decided to flow in the opposite direction. As I sped toward the restroom, I began to puke uncontrollably. I completely doused a table, everything on it (pizza, soft drinks, etc.) and many of the people sitting around it.

LJ wouldn't allow me to post anonymously. No big deal; you'd have known it was me, anyway.

[kimboosan]

Wow. Gross to the extreme. You win!

[baldowl]

Honestly, I don't throw up that often.

[sugar_mcduff]

Did anyone else puke after you? I'm pretty sure I would have wanted to...

[kimboosan]

I don't care if you know this is me, but you said anonymous, so here you go.

Went to a friend's housewarming party and drank to much, and threw up. Standard fare, really, until you factor in two points:
1. Drinks served were Hurricanes (rum and bright red fruit punch).
2. Carpets were new and white. I kid you not.

A year later, the stain was still there. There is forgiveness, and there is forgetting, and sometimes there is neither.

[kimboosan]

Oh, I think since you locked the post as "friends only" I can't post anonymously. Oh well. I have nothing to hide. :-)

[sugar_mcduff]

Sweet.

[baldowl]

Housewarming? Uh uh. I say that's heartwarming.
New white carpet+bright crimson vomit=Strained friendship

[anonymous]

Recently, I had a sour stomach and crapped my pants while waiting to order at a Quizno's. I left my underwear in the bottom of the garbage can in the restroom.

[anonymous]

One morning a few months ago after a long night of drinking, I find myself waiting on the guy I went home with to take me back to my car. We were friends but I didn't know him all that well. I'm sitting on the floor next to his bed while he finishes up some chores he has to do before we can leave and I realize there is a huge booger in my nose and its loose and starting to hurt. There are no Klennex and I have to act fast and don't want to draw the guy's attention to the booger starting to crawl out of my nose so I slyly pick it (and it's massive and gooey) and wipe it on the bottom of his nightstand.

[sugar_mcduff]

That is so wrong, but you know I love it!

[anonymous]

I was at a bar a while back. I found myself needing to use the loo and do a number two. While the bar was kind of nice, it was still a bar and I was somewhat intoxicated. Not wanting to actually SIT on the toilet seat and a little too drunk to think to put toilet paper on it, I squatted. Number two turned out to be a little on the "loose" side, well, maybe a lot. Anyway, after I had finished, I discovered that I had pooed all over the back of the toilet. Ooops. I giggled to myself as I cleaned it up. Being just drunk enough takes the edge off. Fortunately, it was early and no one else used the bathroom while I was in there.