Your favorite puke story

DMAC · 08-03-2007, 01:24 PM

16. Christmas time. Camping. SoCo's yearly special SoCo 100. Drank all.

The End.

ZepSinger · 08-03-2007, 01:26 PM

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Originally Posted by DMAC

16. Christmas time. Camping. SoCo's yearly special SoCo 100. Drank all.

The End.

The subplots, the detail, the sheer complexity of your novel is breathtaking.

DMAC · 08-03-2007, 01:31 PM

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Originally Posted by ZepSinger

The subplots, the detail, the sheer complexity of your novel is breathtaking.

Keep in mind I drank a fifth of Southern Comfort 100 proof, eleven years ago.

The memory is quite hazy. The part I remember the most is having that taste in my mouth for a week. Every time I burped it came back.

[shutter, shutter/]

pikesome · 08-03-2007, 01:44 PM

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Originally Posted by DMAC

Keep in mind I drank a fifth of Southern Comfort 100 proof, eleven years ago.

The memory is quite hazy. The part I remember the most is having that taste in my mouth for a week. Every time I burped it came back.

[shutter, shutter/]

This is similar to mine. I finished a fifth, it was less than half empty. I was very, very drunk so a couple of friends proceeded to help me back to my dorm room which contained, among other things, a half eaten Gumby's pizza. I was helped into bed, laying on my side facing said pizza. One of my friends lifted the pizza up and moved it to the floor on the other side of the bed for their consumption when I rolled over and proceed to throw up all over it.

Frazod · 08-03-2007, 01:32 PM

Planet gathering, 2003. Rausch. Trying to match ENDelt drink for drink. My car. The shoulder of I-70. Nuff said.

**Dartgod** · 08-03-2007, 01:53 PM

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Originally Posted by frazod

Planet gathering, 2003. Rausch. Trying to match ENDelt drink for drink. My car. The shoulder of I-70. Nuff said.

At least you had the good sense to pull over.

I learned a lot from my experience. Another thing I learned about puke...

When my wife is passed out on the bathroom floor, do not encourage her to get up and come to bed. Leave her there to sleep it off next time.

BucEyedPea · 08-03-2007, 03:45 PM

When I puked after eating too many Skittles....I puked a rainbow puddle.

KCChiefsMan · 08-03-2007, 01:32 PM

not my favorite, but definately most rememorable. Me and a friend were going to a Chiefs game, we decided to go out for a few beers the night before. Nothing crazy, a couple of schooners and played some pool. Well the guy I went with doesn't drink, so were riding in up there in the backseat of his uncles truck and just as we pull into the gate for Arrowhead stadium, he pukes but he turns his head away from me but all of the puke ricocheted off of the window and all on to me, all over my jersey and pants. The only time I have ever been puked on. Once the gates opened I bought a new outfit but still had the smell of puke on me for the entire game. It sucked

kepp · 08-03-2007, 01:42 PM

Fall of 1989. I was a senior in high school and it was a Friday night. My friends and I managed to talk an older guy (you know the one...the guy that graduated 5 years ago but still hangs around) into buying us two cases of PBR. At the time I probably weighed all of 150 pounds. I drank 25 beers. I don't remember too much after #15 or 16. All I remember is sitting outside in a lawn/lounge chair in front of a bonfire with my friends counting the number of times I threw up...cheering me on.

FAX · 08-03-2007, 01:58 PM

Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Goldilocks who went for a walk in the forest. Pretty soon, she came upon a house. This house belonged to the three Pukes: Papa Puke, Mama Puke, and Baby Puke. Well, Goldilocks was a part time magazine salesman and a real dumbass so, when no one answered after she knocked, she walked right in.

"Well geeminy!", said Goldilocks. For there, at the table in the kitchen, were three bowls of porridge. Goldilocks was hungry because, earlier that day, she had been smoking the weed her Grandmother kept stashed in the cookie jar along with her meth kit so Goldilocks tasted the porridge from the first bowl.

"This porridge is too hot!" she exclaimed just before she gagged.

So, she tasted the porridge from the second bowl.

"This porridge is too cold," she said and then urped a little.

So, she tasted the last bowl of porridge.

"Ahhh, this porridge is just right," she said happily and she ate it all up, but she felt a little woozy.

After she'd eaten the three breakfasts, she decided she was feeling a little tired because she had been humping a lot the past few days. So, she walked into the living room where she saw three chairs. Goldilocks sat in the first chair to rest her feet.

Well, the first chair was too big, and the second chair was was too big, but the third chair was just right. But, too bad for Goldilocks! Because as soon as she sat in the third chair, her guts let go and, out of her mouth came a forceful expulsion of her stomach contents that was so powerful she rocked back in the chair and it broke into a hundred tiny pieces!

Well, Goldilocks was very horny by this time, so she went upstairs to the bedroom to see if there was any action up there. She lay down in the first bed, but it was too hard. Then she lay in the second bed, but it was too soft. Then she lay down in the third bed and it was just right so Goldilocks tickled her zone of intense passions for a few minutes, then she fell asleep.

As she was sleeping, the three Pukes came home.

"Someone's been eating my porridge and I don't feel so good," growled Papa Puke.

"Someone's been eating my porridge and I don't feel so good," said Mama Puke.

"Someone's been eating my porridge and they ate it all up and I have bile rising in my mouth!" cried Baby Puke.

"Someone's been sitting in my chair and I'm pissed as hell," growled Papa Puke.

"Someone's been sitting in my chair and I'm pissed as hell," said Mama Puke.

"Someone's been sitting in my chair and they've broken it all to pieces and I just farted some," cried Baby Puke.

They decided to look around some more and when they got upstairs to the bedroom, Papa Puke growled, "Someone's been sleeping in my bed! Mama Puke, you bitch!"

"Someone's been sleeping in my bed, too" said Mama Puke, "I want a divorce!"

"Someone's been sleeping in my bed and she's still there!" exclaimed Baby Puke.

Just then, Goldilocks woke up and saw the three Pukes. She screamed, "Help!" but it was too late. They each had their way with her until Goldilocks' Grandma paid a pretty hefty ransom to keep the three Pukes from anonymously contacting the authorities about her drug business.

THE END

FAX

08-03-2007, 01:32 PM	#5
Frazod Did you hear what I said? Join Date: Aug 2000 Casino cash: $-566615	Planet gathering, 2003. Rausch. Trying to match ENDelt drink for drink. My car. The shoulder of I-70. Nuff said.
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08-03-2007, 03:45 PM	#7
BucEyedPea Here comes Peter Cottontail! Join Date: Apr 2006 Location: None of your business Casino cash: $-80037	When I puked after eating too many Skittles....I puked a rainbow puddle. __________________ Hello, Bearcat. Two Questions: Are you Malcor? Because call-out threads don't get moved to the Romper Room, but asking who Malcor is, as in being mult was moved there. Only a mod can do that. Why is DC getting over-moderated these days?
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08-03-2007, 01:32 PM	#8
KCChiefsMan AIC Join Date: Oct 2002 Location: West Roxbury, MA Casino cash: $10004900	not my favorite, but definately most rememorable. Me and a friend were going to a Chiefs game, we decided to go out for a few beers the night before. Nothing crazy, a couple of schooners and played some pool. Well the guy I went with doesn't drink, so were riding in up there in the backseat of his uncles truck and just as we pull into the gate for Arrowhead stadium, he pukes but he turns his head away from me but all of the puke ricocheted off of the window and all on to me, all over my jersey and pants. The only time I have ever been puked on. Once the gates opened I bought a new outfit but still had the smell of puke on me for the entire game. It sucked
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08-03-2007, 01:42 PM	#9
kepp MVP Join Date: Aug 2005 Casino cash: $3519212	Fall of 1989. I was a senior in high school and it was a Friday night. My friends and I managed to talk an older guy (you know the one...the guy that graduated 5 years ago but still hangs around) into buying us two cases of PBR. At the time I probably weighed all of 150 pounds. I drank 25 beers. I don't remember too much after #15 or 16. All I remember is sitting outside in a lawn/lounge chair in front of a bonfire with my friends counting the number of times I threw up...cheering me on.
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08-03-2007, 01:58 PM	#10
FAX testing ... 1, 2, 3 Join Date: Oct 2004 Location: Tennessee Casino cash: $6753759	Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Goldilocks who went for a walk in the forest. Pretty soon, she came upon a house. This house belonged to the three Pukes: Papa Puke, Mama Puke, and Baby Puke. Well, Goldilocks was a part time magazine salesman and a real dumbass so, when no one answered after she knocked, she walked right in. "Well geeminy!", said Goldilocks. For there, at the table in the kitchen, were three bowls of porridge. Goldilocks was hungry because, earlier that day, she had been smoking the weed her Grandmother kept stashed in the cookie jar along with her meth kit so Goldilocks tasted the porridge from the first bowl. "This porridge is too hot!" she exclaimed just before she gagged. So, she tasted the porridge from the second bowl. "This porridge is too cold," she said and then urped a little. So, she tasted the last bowl of porridge. "Ahhh, this porridge is just right," she said happily and she ate it all up, but she felt a little woozy. After she'd eaten the three breakfasts, she decided she was feeling a little tired because she had been humping a lot the past few days. So, she walked into the living room where she saw three chairs. Goldilocks sat in the first chair to rest her feet. Well, the first chair was too big, and the second chair was was too big, but the third chair was just right. But, too bad for Goldilocks! Because as soon as she sat in the third chair, her guts let go and, out of her mouth came a forceful expulsion of her stomach contents that was so powerful she rocked back in the chair and it broke into a hundred tiny pieces! Well, Goldilocks was very horny by this time, so she went upstairs to the bedroom to see if there was any action up there. She lay down in the first bed, but it was too hard. Then she lay in the second bed, but it was too soft. Then she lay down in the third bed and it was just right so Goldilocks tickled her zone of intense passions for a few minutes, then she fell asleep. As she was sleeping, the three Pukes came home. "Someone's been eating my porridge and I don't feel so good," growled Papa Puke. "Someone's been eating my porridge and I don't feel so good," said Mama Puke. "Someone's been eating my porridge and they ate it all up and I have bile rising in my mouth!" cried Baby Puke. "Someone's been sitting in my chair and I'm pissed as hell," growled Papa Puke. "Someone's been sitting in my chair and I'm pissed as hell," said Mama Puke. "Someone's been sitting in my chair and they've broken it all to pieces and I just farted some," cried Baby Puke. They decided to look around some more and when they got upstairs to the bedroom, Papa Puke growled, "Someone's been sleeping in my bed! Mama Puke, you bitch!" "Someone's been sleeping in my bed, too" said Mama Puke, "I want a divorce!" "Someone's been sleeping in my bed and she's still there!" exclaimed Baby Puke. Just then, Goldilocks woke up and saw the three Pukes. She screamed, "Help!" but it was too late. They each had their way with her until Goldilocks' Grandma paid a pretty hefty ransom to keep the three Pukes from anonymously contacting the authorities about her drug business. THE END FAX
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08-03-2007, 01:24 PM	#1
DMAC MVP Join Date: Sep 2005 Location: Springfield, MO Casino cash: $10008735	16. Christmas time. Camping. SoCo's yearly special SoCo 100. Drank all. The End.
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