My week began on Tuesday with vomiting.
Not mine, I’m pleased to report. Someone else’s. I got out of the subway and there she was, Ms. Honorary Monday Hangover Right-Now, puking elaborately into a trashcan just outside the 14th street F.
Now, if she’d looked distressed, I might’ve stopped and lent a hand. I don’t, as my English friend Luke would say, mind doing a bit. Howsomever, this young lady was grinning maniacally whilst puking, which to me says crazy. If you’re smiling and puking , you better be on peyote. And even then, I’m not a-gonna stick around to talk to you.
The rest of the week was less eventful, but a definite step up.
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I come to the smash for the whilsts…whilstes…or the near homeless make outs. One of them.
–Taupey
She were smiling because puking out vileness feels better’n letting it churn in your tummy.
I can think of quite a few substances that make you grin while puking.
Opiates are the most likely, oxycodone and the like.
Hi again, btw. I had to move recently and whatnot.