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| quote: | Originally posted by RJT
I was so drunk/ripped by that time, here's a true story:
jrock90e21e78ert7 bought me my 3rd or 4th shot of the night right before I got back on the decks for my second set. I took it, and instantly realized something was wrong - so I began to make my way to a place where I could "relieve" myself discreetly. As I'm walking, I realize it isn't going to wait, and just as I'm walking by Myra and all of our friends, I know it's time to puke - so I put my hand over my mouth as if I'm about to cough, throw up in my mouth, and when I pass everyone who can see me, spit it out into the empty drink glass in my hand - this is all without missing a step.
I went to the bathroom, collected myself, came back out, ordered a vodka cranberry, and got back on the decks. No one who was there had a clue what happened until I told them....  |
Back in Madison I had a couple too many and had come to the same realization, only I was sitting amongst a table of friends and I couldn't get out quick enough. So in my panic I grabbed the nearest empty pint and let rip into the glass, filling it perfectly to the top, and by some miracle not going over. I calmly set the glass on the bar and quickly walked away.
Since then, though, I've mastered the art of throwing up in my mouth and swallowing it. Essential to avoid a potentially socially awkward moment.
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