Question of the Week: The Vomit Comet
January 29, 2007 at 10:41 am by Curt Holman in Randomly NotedI have no idea if this is true, but I once read an article that said that one of the four major TV networks considered developing a show called �Most Embarassing Throw-Up Moments.� It sounds preposterous and awful, but at the same time, strangely plausible. Probably most of us have such a moment or two in our pasts, which make for, um, colorful pages in our personal histories.
So this week�s question is, What is your most memorable and/or embarrassing throw-up related incident? It doesn�t have to involve you personally as long as it concerns someone you know.
I�ll just say that mine harks back to my time at Christ the King elementary school and coincided, unfortunately, with standing beside our desks during morning prayer.
January 29th, 2007 at 2:35 pm
Mine dates back to the days of day camps and when I could fit into tireswings. THe counselors were pushing myself and two friends around in one of these death-traps when my laughter quickly turned to that horrible feeling in your belly. I knew it was coming… so I began to yell, ‘Stop, stop, I’m going to puke!’. As might be expected, instead of forcing my counselors to quickly cease pushing the tire around and grab me a glass of water so that I would feel better, they picked up there speed-in-swinging and there laughter grew louder as my moment came to fruition. With what I suspect was a loud bellow, I puked forward as we were spun clockwise. The friend to my left, Dan, he got the smallest touch of puke on his shoelace (literally only on his shoelace – a miracle!), but Neal, to my right, was not so fortunate. Taking the lion’s share of the goop, I nailed him, like a cheap hooker the morning after, all over his camp shirt, his shorts, his shoes, maybe his neatly combed blond hair… it was ugly. He had to go home for the remainder of the day. There I lay, suspended in mid-puke, with my arms tossed around the tireswing like it was a Chrsitmas ham. It was a classic.
January 29th, 2007 at 3:00 pm
Ok… This is probably going to make some of you laugh. It sure as hell is fodder for laughter every time my friends bring it up, but here it goes.
A few years ago, during the good ol’ college years, we used to go down to The Hole in the Wall, a place very true to name in the heart of Buckhead. They had Bud Light pitcher specials before midnight (or so I recall), so the whole point was to get there around 11 p.m. and order up a rack of pitchers for consumption the rest of the night.
Well sure enough, drinking that much beer, that fast, can cause some serious backlogging in your system. As I was getting ready to belch out all that gas, my good friend decided that a hard pat in the back was just what the Doctor ordered. Except, of course, that not only did I burped, I also was doing my finest Exorcist impersonation.
All over the dance floor.
Nice. Now every time my friends get together, you can expect the best of the Exorcist stories to come back to haunt me.
January 29th, 2007 at 5:05 pm
March 2006, parking lot carnival across from Turner Field. I puked while riding the Flying Dutchman. I leaned over the right side of the ride while everyone else slid over to the left side. And I have photos.