I used to work for Enterprise rent a car, we had a company event in Montreal, basically a weekend of drinking and partying frat boy style all on company money. I was so drunk I wrestled my one legged VP in the elevator of the hotel, he was drunk af to, taking his fake leg off at the bar and shit plus he punched me in the arm as soon as he got in the elevator so it was all good that I proceeded to try and give him the rock bottom.
The next morning though, I wake up with like 10 minutes to check out time still feeling all fucked up, and I immediately get that "I gotta shit" feeling. I sit down on the toilet and as soon as I gave that first little push, vomit started flying out my mouth, no warning no nothing, it's like someone turned on a vomit faucet. Here I am puking and shitting at the same time, ppl knocking on the door like hurry up, we gotta go. And me inbetween waves of vomit yelling back "I can't move I'm puking and shitting at the same damn time" smfh it's my fear that one day that may happen again.
The next morning though, I wake up with like 10 minutes to check out time still feeling all fucked up, and I immediately get that "I gotta shit" feeling. I sit down on the toilet and as soon as I gave that first little push, vomit started flying out my mouth, no warning no nothing, it's like someone turned on a vomit faucet. Here I am puking and shitting at the same time, ppl knocking on the door like hurry up, we gotta go. And me inbetween waves of vomit yelling back "I can't move I'm puking and shitting at the same damn time" smfh it's my fear that one day that may happen again.
