And so I went to our end of uni course cocktail night last, um, night. It was ok for the most part, I talked to some people that I'd been in class with for 3 years, most notably the norwegian exchange student who claims to have been a part of the black metal scene when it was flourishing. One of my friends wound up drinking wayy, wayyy to much though.. I lost him after the event, but then this other guy rang me up adn said I had to help him get home. So I meet them at the trainstation, manage to get him on the train, 2 stations later the ticket collectors come on to check tickets.. He managed to pull it out and show them, then as soon as they walked past, he spewed.... EVERYWHERE!!!!! And the whole train just was stunned, staring at this huge guy sharing 3 massive wave's of sushi and cocktails with the floor of the train.. I've never seen anyone bring up so much food so quickly, and on a train in front of the authorities!! The Audacity!!!
Luckily we just pulled up and the next station and I made him run/stumble quickly outta the train, outta the station, and into the night. I think because of his size no one was game to fuck with him so they didn't try to stop us.. So we go and sit on a bench for 20 or so minutes, during which time he barely moved let alone said anything, after which I made him go back to the train station so he can get on the next train.. As it's the last service of the night I had to leave on a different train 5 minutes before him, so I took him to his platform and said, just get on the train and I called his wife so she'd know when he'd be home. Easy.. But then as I'm walking off he decides that he has some more undigested food to expel and forcefully extracts another 2 onslaughts... And the cleaner went over and started yelling at him.... At that point i just thought 'Fuck this!!! This isn't my problem!!! I didn't tell him to drink straight vodka!! Fuck him!! I'm going home!!'
And thats exactly what I did.. So it ended rather crappily, but I embrace that because it serves as a reminder of how shitty drinking can be, which will undoubtedly comfort me as I am not allowed to drink for anywhere between 6-18 months after my rib realignment operation in december....
Luckily we just pulled up and the next station and I made him run/stumble quickly outta the train, outta the station, and into the night. I think because of his size no one was game to fuck with him so they didn't try to stop us.. So we go and sit on a bench for 20 or so minutes, during which time he barely moved let alone said anything, after which I made him go back to the train station so he can get on the next train.. As it's the last service of the night I had to leave on a different train 5 minutes before him, so I took him to his platform and said, just get on the train and I called his wife so she'd know when he'd be home. Easy.. But then as I'm walking off he decides that he has some more undigested food to expel and forcefully extracts another 2 onslaughts... And the cleaner went over and started yelling at him.... At that point i just thought 'Fuck this!!! This isn't my problem!!! I didn't tell him to drink straight vodka!! Fuck him!! I'm going home!!'
And thats exactly what I did.. So it ended rather crappily, but I embrace that because it serves as a reminder of how shitty drinking can be, which will undoubtedly comfort me as I am not allowed to drink for anywhere between 6-18 months after my rib realignment operation in december....
Awww, but the CG blood in Zatoitchi was so much FUN!