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Mankiest thing you've seen at throwing out time? [No pics!]

flyingoutside

You know the time, half two in the morning, no where to go, everyone pissed and hungry. Worse time in Ireland.

The last night two lads outside hillbillys eating when one got sick on the other by accident and that made the other lad get sick back at his mate. Kinda funny but mank

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Varkov

Gummy Panda wrote: »

Now thats what i call a sticky situation!

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helimachoptor

I'll add another one...

Was in Benedicts nightclub in enniscorthy there a couple of years ogo, myself and a few other jackeens went down. There was a girl there around 18/19 really good looking, fantastic body. I was telling one of the lads to go try it on as she rushed by on the way to the toilet.. puking all over her hands and arms.., my mate banged her later that night.. halfway through she stopped to get sick! was a great night in there!

Gummy Panda

I worked in a pub when i was younger. We had the phantom ****ter problem. Basically most nights someone would destroy one of the cubicles.

One night me and another barman were checking the toilets for people who might have fallen asleep on the bog. One of the cubicles was covered in crap. It was all over the walls, toilet ****, floor and handle. There was even the boxers of the phantom ****ter behind the toilets system.

Footprints lead from the toilet to the sink were there was handprints lol. I was in tears laughing as the other barman threw in buckets (those big catering mayo containers) of bleech into the toilet. It was nearly got splash back of the bleech and crap a few times.

Varkov

Not a bar story, but in the spirit of the thread :

Was on the bus a good few years ago heading into town with some mates, and I started feeling motion sick. As i get worse, I say to one mate "Im getting off the bus", so he heads down first, me behind him.
Get to the bottom of the stairs and we're coming up on a stop. By this time im getting stomach spasms as I try to keep the bile down.
Then it comes.
In waves.

Wave 1 : First wretch fills my mouth, my cheeks bulging like a hamster.

Wave 2 : Second wretch fills my cupped hands, clasped around my mouth, a thin dripple leaking down from between my fingers.

Wave 3 : The third wretch breaks the dam, spraying puke all across my mates back and head, leaving a huge stinking steaming pool of vomit right at the foot of the stairs, ensuring all who wish to exit the bus must walk through it.

The bus driver pulls up and I stagger past his window. "I'm soo sorry", I stammer. He shakes his head "Just get off" he says.

My mate was absolutley destroyed, but i only had a little trickle down my face.:D