On ur dad's dick
on a air-hostess, i was really sick and when i wanted to tell her that i was goin to throw up, it was too late...oops!
On my own shoes, at a Subway set up at Six Flags. Man, this family eating-the look on their faces-shit that was good!
On your moms pussy
I used to always throw up at the dentist's office. Convenient timing.
In a car with five other girls. I had one too many and they couldn't pull over in time. Everything is a little hazy but I do remember the driver pulling over, jumping out and screaming, "jesus christ, it's even in my shoes"
Oh, and down the back of some German guy I met at a wine festival in Germany. He was hugging me and then, blup....right down his back. I was a real popular girl.
a tortilla warmer
In the back of a limo in Central Park -- I get motion sickness all too easily, and we just got off a three-hour flight from Kansas City Int'l Airport to LaGuardia. Mom had rented a limo because there wasn't much of a price difference between a limo and taking a bus -- it was $95 to rent a limo to take us directly to the hotel, whereas it'd been $90 to take a bus ($15 per person times 6 of us). So we're cruising along in the limo and I wasn't feeling well -- everyone else is enjoying the scenery in NYC and I'm around the back of the limo, my head tilted back in agony. During a "shortcut" through Central Park, a cold sweat shot through me and I knew I wasn't going to make it and I announced as such. My dad said, "Use your hat!" as I thought, "Go fuck yourself, Dad!" Mom emptied out a cloth bag that had tourist shit in it, gave it to me, and out came the really shitty pancakes I ate on the plane. Two minutes later, we got to the hotel -- a really upscale place, with a bellhop and all. I was, of course, the first person out of the limo, and the bellhop asked me, "Is everything coming out?," referring to the luggage. I just said "Everything already did come out." The worst part of it all was that I pulled all sorts of muscles in my ribcage and was in pain for the rest of the trip.
I also threw up all over the bus driver in 4th grade, and I threw up at a rest stop outside Chicago right next to a young picnicking family.
All in all, I've vomited in 6 states: Iowa, Nebraska, Missouri, South Dakota, Illinois, and New York.
I was in ranks at boot camp, chewin' it back and my RDC (Drill Instructor) just watched for a while until he saw I was about to pop. I half-ran, half-jogged to the other side of the courtyard and exploded about 2 meters from the can and splattered the insides! I just know everyone wanted to turn and watch, but they were in ranks and couldn't move.
I threw up in bed when I was a little kid. Actually, that was the only place where I've ever thrown up.
I used to pass out and throw up in church all the time when I was a little kid. I think it was an early sign. God knew he didn't want me there.
Voted : In a taxi cab
I was a LITTLE kid and the driver was driving very choppily. Mom told him to drive smoother because I get carsick. Well, he didn't and I did. My puke went down the inside of the his window. He got so mad. I didn't feel bad about it. He brought it on by not driving smoother.