i ran to puke out the window but couldnt open it instead i puked all over the window/my face/body/hands i cleaned it up this mornin, and there were unchewed chunks of cheeseburger everywhere and I FOUND A FULL PICKLE
Well. Except at Kelsi's house. But I was so fucked up I don't think I even knew what was going on. Erik had to like walk me to the couch and tuck me in. I don't know if he took my puke covered jeans off or if I did. THAT bad.
Otherwise whenever I accidentally puke or just get some puke on something I drunkenly clean it up. It's usually a funny sight. My roomie came downstairs to me ass naked mopping the floor once and using the mop to stay standing.
I still laugh whenever I remember that story. It was a tequila night. And I may as well have been hallucinating because when I recapped the convo with him the next day.. None of what I thought happened happened.
I thought he laughed and said "PARTY ON DUDE!" then I was like "Fuck yeah!" and walked downstairs to shower.
What really happened:
"DUDE?! Are you naked!? Uh. The floor is clean! Go to bed!" I mumble incoherent response. "Uh.. Are you okay?" I stop covering up my naked body and just start flailing my hands about mumbling more before walking into a wall and then taking apparently 5 minutes to get downstairs to shower.