We had a Christmas party this year at Chainsaw Chicken International, Ltd. Everyone had a great time. We had a White Elephant gift exchange. Every time someone exchanged a gift, we all had to take a drink. Soon, the room reeked of Egg Nog and Spiced Rum mixed with some Mountain Dew.

I have to agree, that I was into my cheer a little too much.

As my Porcelain addiction began to become obvious with my head deep into the bowl, I started thinking of all the names there are for what I was spewing into the toilet.

Sure, there’s vomiting.. and spewing as I said before…

Then there’s barfing, puking, regurgitating… Let me grab another slice of anchovy pizza as I think of more.

Ralphing, upchucking, spit up… damn that pizza goes down easy, I’ll grab another slice.

Mmmmmm… Let’s see, there’s blowing, hurling and heaving, and  tossing one’s cookies and expelling.

Oh wow, one slice left… there’s  retching and gagging too…

Oh boy, that last piece must of had a bad anchovy! I feel something approaching. Like a freight train.

I think I’m going to revisit those last few slices.

All the way until I get the dry heaves. There goes my lunch!