Christmas Hangovers.

[padi56]

You arrive home and climb into bed.

Sleep comes instantly, as you were fighting it all the way home in the taxi.

You get about 2 hours sleep until the noises inside your head wake you up.You notice that your bed has been cleared for take off and is flying relentlessly around the room.

No matter what you do you now, you're going to throw up.

You stumble out of bed and now find that your room is in a yacht under full sail in a strong gale and rough sea.

After walking along the skirting boards on alternating walls knocking off all the pictures, you find the toilet.

If you are lucky you will remember to lift the lid before you spontaneously explode and wake the whole house up with your impersonation of walrus mating calls.

You sit there on the floor in your undies, cuddling the only friend in the world you have left (the toilet), randomly continuing to make the walrus noises, spitting, and farting. Help usually comes at this stage, even if it is short lived.

Tears stream down your face and your abdomen hurts. Help now turns into abuse and he/she usually goes back to bed leaving you there in the dark.

With your stomach totally empty, your spontaneous eruptions have died back to 15-minute intervals, but your body won't relent,you are afraid to fart just incase your follow though.

You are convinced that you are starting to turn yourself inside out, and swear that you saw your tonsils shoot out of your mouth on the last occasion.

It is now dawn and you pass your disgusted partner getting up for the day as you try to climb into bed. She/he abuses you again for trying to get into bed with lumpy bits of dried sick in your hair.

You reluctantly accept their advice and have a shower in exchange for them driving you to the hospital.

Work is simply not an option.

The whole day is spent trying to avoid anything that might make you sick again, like moving.

You vow never to touch a drop again and who knows for the next two or three hours at least you might even succeed.


MERRY CHRISTMAS ALL MY FELLOW TRFs - HO HO HO

[JJ Irani]

Well, it's Christmas morning here for me, so here's wishing all you TRFers a very Merry Christmas....

....from JJ and his whole family!!!

[mailman]

Originally Posted by JJ Irani

Well, it's Christmas morning here for me, so here's wishing all you TRFers a very Merry Christmas....

....from JJ and his whole family!!!

Back at ya my friend Merry Christmas to all of the TRFers

From Paul and Kelly

[Goodwatch]

Originally Posted by padi56

You arrive home and climb into bed.

Sleep comes instantly, as you were fighting it all the way home in the taxi.

You get about 2 hours sleep until the noises inside your head wake you up.You notice that your bed has been cleared for take off and is flying relentlessly around the room.

Peter, this one tops them all! It's like a page out of my diary Although I haven't been really, really totaled for many years now, I can still remember Anne's ice cold looks in my back whenever I was hugging the porcelain bowl. Our best friends were an English couple living in Rotterdam and they knew how to throw parties! Never saw so much booze as on that occasions! Lot’s of friends and wild guest on those parties. Ohhhhhhh, my head. Why are my legs made of rubber and why is that couch 10 meters below me? And to think Anne doesn’t drink at all. Never.

Tomorrow we head off to one of Anne’s sisters and in true Indonesian fashion Anne has been busy in the kitchen for two straight days now. (As all of her other sisters). The amount of different dishes is mind boggling and I really look forward to tomorrow. The warmth and love I receive from her family is exceptional. Very, very hospitable people, there’s always a meal ready for anyone who happens to visit.

Crazy and lovable TRF members have a great day tomorrow (today for Kiwis and Aussies) and remember how lucky we all are.



I love all of you guys, you've made a good year great!