I will never again drink Rumple Minze. 100 proof peppermint schnapps. Ow!
I "decorated" the western span of the Bay Bridge with whatever I happened to have in my stomach that night.
EDIT: My wife, who was in the front passenger seat and is a sympathetic puker, was gracious that I had enough wits about me to roll down the window and puke silently. I was in the seat behind her. Her cousin was driving and had to hose the right side of the car down when she got home.
Edited by pmbuko (01/14/09 11:11 PM)
Edit Reason: added chunks of detail
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