Comments on: This is Gross http://www.blogosaurusvex.com/2009/01/31/this-is-gross/ I said it and I'm glad Sun, 11 Dec 2011 13:15:32 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Chile http://www.blogosaurusvex.com/2009/01/31/this-is-gross/comment-page-1/#comment-11240 Chile Tue, 03 Feb 2009 21:13:38 +0000 http://www.blogosaurusvex.com/?p=1077#comment-11240 That is pretty gross! I think the worst barf story I have is from the old days with my last dog. She ate some cat poop in the yard and then vomited it up in the house. The combination of smells of dog vomit plus cat poop was vile. I mean, it was worse than when the other dog, who was sick, took a huge dump in the house requiring the purchase of a carpet steam cleaner. (I ran out to buy it while my hubby stayed home and shoveled up the mess.) Luckily, the cat poop vomit incident happened on the tile floor! That is pretty gross! I think the worst barf story I have is from the old days with my last dog. She ate some cat poop in the yard and then vomited it up in the house. The combination of smells of dog vomit plus cat poop was vile. I mean, it was worse than when the other dog, who was sick, took a huge dump in the house requiring the purchase of a carpet steam cleaner. (I ran out to buy it while my hubby stayed home and shoveled up the mess.) Luckily, the cat poop vomit incident happened on the tile floor!

]]> By: Incognito http://www.blogosaurusvex.com/2009/01/31/this-is-gross/comment-page-1/#comment-11168 Incognito Sun, 01 Feb 2009 14:24:03 +0000 http://www.blogosaurusvex.com/?p=1077#comment-11168 Those are rough barf stories. Mine is perhaps somewhat lower on the 'absolute grossness' scale, but it has a certain je ne sais quoi, from the pure physical mechanics of the episode. A grade school field trip. The obligatory fat annoying kid who over-indulged in crappy field trip concession stand fare. A long road trip back to school in a hot reeking school bus, full of twists and turns and bone jarring bumps. By the time we pull into the parking lot, Fatty McGee is positively green with barfiosity, and near the back of the bus. The students all disembark, and Fatty is almost bursting. He runs past us, into the school and down the hall, making a beeline for the bathroom, as fast as his legs with carry him. He almost makes it. He hurls, a huge stream, nay river of vomitus projecting from his mouth with astonishing velocity. It lands all over the highly polished school linoleum, directly in the path of his futile charge towards the bathroom. And then he barrels right over the vomit slicked lino. Sure enough, he bails, landing with a gargantuan, squishy thud in his own warm sickness, and is propelled down the hall like he was riding a barf soaked slip n' slide. He misses the turn in the corridor, and slams head first into the cinder block wall near the gymnasium. The head injury promptly induces seizure. The young man suffered no permanent harm. Unless living well into his adult years with the nickname "Barfslide" might count as causing permanent psychological harm. ~I. Those are rough barf stories. Mine is perhaps somewhat lower on the ‘absolute grossness’ scale, but it has a certain je ne sais quoi, from the pure physical mechanics of the episode.

A grade school field trip. The obligatory fat annoying kid who over-indulged in crappy field trip concession stand fare. A long road trip back to school in a hot reeking school bus, full of twists and turns and bone jarring bumps.

By the time we pull into the parking lot, Fatty McGee is positively green with barfiosity, and near the back of the bus. The students all disembark, and Fatty is almost bursting. He runs past us, into the school and down the hall, making a beeline for the bathroom, as fast as his legs with carry him.

He almost makes it.

He hurls, a huge stream, nay river of vomitus projecting from his mouth with astonishing velocity. It lands all over the highly polished school linoleum, directly in the path of his futile charge towards the bathroom.

And then he barrels right over the vomit slicked lino. Sure enough, he bails, landing with a gargantuan, squishy thud in his own warm sickness, and is propelled down the hall like he was riding a barf soaked slip n’ slide.

He misses the turn in the corridor, and slams head first into the cinder block wall near the gymnasium. The head injury promptly induces seizure.

The young man suffered no permanent harm. Unless living well into his adult years with the nickname “Barfslide” might count as causing permanent psychological harm.

~I.

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