Pokemon Masticator

Last night I threw up as a consequence of alcohol over-consumption. Two lemon drops, a blow job shot, and a shot of tequila in 45 minutes. No good. However, this incident inspired me to blog about my first incident bowing to the porcelain god and how it relates to Pokemon.


(What a perv)
It was my freshman year of college, and I had a crazy headache after taking many shots of Captain Morgan and vodka. The guy I was with was like "you're not going to throw up are you?" and I said "Psh! Of course not, betch." Then I was sitting there on the toilet and spit filled my mouth and I thought hmmm this feels familiar. So I spit about 8 times in the toilet because nothing was coming up, but I knew something wanted to. So I sat there waiting and then I was like BLEEEAAAUGH!!! And my dinner of mushroom-onion chicken, rice, and chocolate chip cookies came up. And then I was like that's gross...I can see the mushroom floating around... and midthought it all came up as BLEEAAARGH!!! It was kind of funny. I tried to catch my breath and fidgeted a bit, then suddenly BLEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!!! I thought it was over, but I looked up to the garbage can and (since I was on an all-girl's floor) saw a bunch of bloody tampons and was like oh shi-- BLEAAAAGH!!!

Then I cleaned up the toilet rim and flushed.

It was funny because when I had finished throwing up, I thought about Pokemon. It's because I was wishing someone was there to give me a backrub and then I was like hey, I had to give a backrub to the Ship Captain in Pokemon Red/Blue and I thought about that scene for a bit while I leaned against the stall.