hehe..there have been so many..
One time, I drank so much Brass Monkey (used to put it in the fridge till it became nice and frozen) I started feeling strange. You know that drunk strange feeling that starts at your toes..So I went to lie down on the bed = big mistake. Room started spinning and I mean really doing a roller coaster number..I started moaning, saying really weird shit like the white poodle is coming or whatever. Boyfriend at the time recognized the signs, picked up the bedroom garbage can (full of paper, tissues, junk stuff) and held it next to my head just in time..I turned my head to the right, which was fortunate because it was the side of the bed, and let loose!! He caught it with the garbage can kinda like the cartoons. Didnt phase me, I said that felt good, and passed out.
Another time, it was red devils (I used to like those damned sweet drinks). I was in a bar in Queens slowly getting plastered with some friends. Think I had about 7-8 red devils, plus we smoked whatever was passing around. Hehe..My friend Janet looked at me and said "Hey, GF..You're cross-eyed!!" LOL..I said "no Shit!!" and fell off the stool, passed out..hehehe..
The very first time I got whooptified was when I was 16 again with my friend Janet..She drank a whole bottle of plum wine (yuk) and I drank a quart bottle of Tango in 15 minutes..I ended up face plastered to the porcelain god, yelling at God and the Devil who were both sitting on opposite sides of the tank cover laughing at me..
Don't get me started on the acid/peyote/shroom/opiated pot-hash/black gunga phase..
