17th birthday, got mortal, went to bed, got up in night, went to toilet but threw up on the way and covered the landing, made it to toilet, finished off spewing, walked back to bed and went back to sleep, didnt realise id walked back through sick and had covered everywhere.
sickest i did (drunk, seeing a pattern here?) went down on a woman (cant remember her name, she was as drunk as i was ) at a mates house, managed to get a big clot of blood in my mouth (she didnt tell me she was on, i think) so me thinking i was funny went back downstairs and put it on a plate in the kitchen table. mates thought it was sick but funny, we cooked the clot and put it on another mates bacon sandwich in the morning, now that i did get a kicking for!
thank god ive grown up now