i saw a guy with wolfman disorder (or what ever it is you call it) last weekend. it was pretty neat; definately was the first person i noticed when i walked into the room

You kids *chuckle*
Back in the day,we were freaking EXPERTS on the rules of exporants(not sure that's actually a word but hey)

Anyway:
About 50 friends and me were at this club in VABCH on Atlantic not far from the famous Jewish Mother, when that group Live was not called Live and less 2 of it's eventual members,
we had already gone thru the many colored drinks till we ran out of even make-believe colors,
And I went to up...I mean to, Refresh myself in the bathroom.
Half-hour later someone woke me from the nice hard cold floor,threw me onto his(I am assuming it was male-like) shoulder and I gave a ta-ta to the band as we left before something Embarassing happened and onto the salty smellin night.....for the endless off-season search of Good Waffles.


Oh... wait... wasn't me.
NM

LOL I did that once....my friend and I were working a sale for a company, and we were supposed to take this wealthy Indian and his son out for drinks and to show them around....and I had a few too many, because these guys sucked the drinks down like they were water and I was trying to keep up.....anyway, I ended up praying to the porcelain god and the Indian(elder) came in the bathroom, picked me up, stuck his fingers down my throat to make sure everything was up, then filled me full of water and made me puke again. Then he slung me over his shoulder and took us in the limo to a nice restaurant and bought us dinner....I was still trashed, but I didn't puke anymore. He ended up buying from the company I worked for, and I got a HUGE bonus for it....and I've had a deep affection for Indian men ever since. He made me puke like a complete gentleman.
What a nice guy.:p

I see Chivalry isn't dead after all.

Long ago, when I was young, I tried acid for the first time. I was looking in the mirror in a public restroom at my nose. It seemed like it was growing. I said to my friend who was in one of the stalls, "Oh my god! My nose is growing!" Then an old lady comes out of the bathroom and in a calm, high pitched voice said, "You're nose isn't growing dear, you're going to be fine."
It was then I realized that I had lost my shoes somewhere.

I laugh when I see or hear somebody throwing up...I can't help it, no matter how bad I feel about it, if the facial expressions don't get me, the sound effects do...of course, being drunk doesn't excatly help you hold it together.

once threw up on the side of a church in Madison Wisconsin on Halloween

Sacreligious puke

once threw up during church
everyone was kneeling in prayer and the woman sitting in front of me had strappy heels :D