@SaraRueful: That possibly homeless looking dude could possibly have been Boutros Boutros-Ghali - hard to say when you're wearing 3D movie glasses and drunk on Colt 45.
I saw a kid stand up to barf on a moving bus once and people were screaming and jumping and ducking and running action movie style. This little old lady dove into a guy's lap trying to avoid the stream of barf, someone was hanging from the pole, another lady got hit and went down. It all seemed to happen in slo-mo.
I almost lost it on a packed uptown 4 train, 8:30am. It was winter and I guess I was getting the flu. I was jammed up against the door with a much shorter young woman smashed up against me. Her head was right at my chest, her hair about touching my chin. I suddenly had the tell tale metallic taste in my mouth, gasping for air, trying to hold back the inevitable. I looked down and thought about who's day would be worse if I didn't keep this under control. If I lost it, it would be directly on top of her head and all over her face and clothes. I couldn't do that to her so I pulled my pashmina over my mouth, contained what I could and had to reswallow the rest. I threw myself off the train at 42nd street and ran to a garbage can. The lucky girl never knew how close she was to the worst day of her life...
@maevemealone: I threw up in my scarf at the airport back in December because I was so scared to get on the plane (we were boarding) and I was too far away from a trashcan. Once the scarf was full, I threw up in my winter hat and all over my shirt. Not my finest moment.
@MissPeacock: You know those little bags they used to have for sending out film to be developed (we're talking the old days!)? I threw up in one on an airplane when I was 13.
My mom always blamed my dad for that one, because he let me have barbecue potato chips for breakfast before we got on the plane that morning.
Food poisoning, 125th Street, A/C train platform. Flew out of the open car doors, hands to mouth, vomit collecting in my sinuses, followed by discreet puking onto opposite tracks.
The only person who saw me looked at me pityingly, "alcoholic white lady in a suit." And I hadn't EVEN had a drink! It was probably bad mussels!
I threw up again while this dude watched and then got on the next train and went home to lie on the bathroom floor. No ticket, no dog carrier full of vomit, didn't even splash my own shoes.
one time i was passed out in my friend's brand new lexus. when i woke up, she had parked on the side of the street for a few minutes to run into Jerry's Deli (miami beach) and get some food. i felt that unpleasant gurgling from the stomach up my throat and tried to open the door to puke, but she had set the alarm and it started going off and all of the doors locked. people walking by stopped and watched me franticlly try to get out and then throw up 3 bean chili all over the backseat.
I was on the 4/5 on my way downtown for work, when I realized I was going to vomit. It was rush hour, so I decided to do the right thing and get off at the next stop. I made it upstairs, and the fresh air was starting to relieve my hungover nausea. Then this guy walks by me whose face looks like it's being eaten by some kind of horrible, bright red tumor that almost seems to have sprouted tendrils (seriously bad) and I immediately vomit all over the back of a NY Post vending machine.
I've never actually looked at somebody's face and puked before.
I prefer his earlier work with the group Public Announcement. I Believe I Can Fly was a little too commercial for me. I can't get past the child pornography charges though.
Was anyone else under the impression that he was African American?
@ChillbearLatrigue: He does look a little different, plastic surgery I'm guessing. His earlier work was better. Nice to see him outside of a courtroom.
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My mom always blamed my dad for that one, because he let me have barbecue potato chips for breakfast before we got on the plane that morning.
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The only person who saw me looked at me pityingly, "alcoholic white lady in a suit." And I hadn't EVEN had a drink! It was probably bad mussels!
I threw up again while this dude watched and then got on the next train and went home to lie on the bathroom floor.
No ticket, no dog carrier full of vomit, didn't even splash my own shoes.
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Mmmmmmm, 3 bean chili.
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I've never actually looked at somebody's face and puked before.
I still went to work that day.
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Was anyone else under the impression that he was African American?
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