What things have made you go on a whitey, and when have you come closest to the brink? I remember not too long ago, I was rather drunk, and fancied a tequila slammer. But there was no salt or lemon, so we did the slammers with Chinese 5 spice and banana instead. It was all bearable up until the banana, and then I ate that and it nearly sent me over the edge....
There are many stories, but the latest is the funniest. I've only whitied once while stoned, and it wasn't all that funny so you get the last drunk one I was at my friend Gareth's house. The ladies had gone out to go clubbing, and it was just me, him and Steve sat around talking about snooker and PCs. Steve was playing bartender, and had mixed all sorts of stuff into a measuring jug and kept topping mine and Gareth's glasses up. At some point I went for a whizz, and came back to find them both laughing. I sat down and had a few drinks of my beer, which set them laughing again. I have a good sense of taste for certain things, so I could already tell what was up. "Okay." I said. "Who put ginger beer in my pint?" I'd brought a can of ginger beer with me, the last of a multiplack I'd bought for a previous party. Steve had poured it into my pint mug of beer. The result didn't actually taste too bad to me, but I was already so pissed I could have drank piss and liked it (which makes me thankful it was just ginger beer). I remarked upon this then told them about how I used to drink vinegar when I was a kid. Steve didn't believe me...which, of course, is a slur upon a man's honour when they're drunk. I dutifully marched to the food cupboard and found a bottle of vinegar. I unscrewed the cap and raised the vial to my lips. And it went down the wrong fucking hole. It might seem like exaggeration to say I'd never before run as fast as I bolted out of the door and towards a nearby field, but I was fuelled by a lethal combination of beer and vinegar eating my throat out. I collapsed into a spluttering, coughing mess, surprisingly enough in the same spot I'd been sick in during the Halloween party the previous year. I woke up the next morning feeling terrible and mumbling "never again" to myself, but it's like an addiction sometimes. I can't resist the feeling it gives me. Yep, I had vinegar on my supper that night. I must have a condiment problem.
Hahahaha, that's a brilliant story! I remember Danny, Recylclable on this forum, was once screwed over by unscrupulous people with a tobacco lung and went on a serious whitey afterwards. Also, he's the only person I know who has puked more times than the number of units of alcohol they've consumed (7 units to 11 pukes)
A whitey is where you're sick from alcohol or pot use. It's so called because of how a victim's face usually goes pale right before. I always thought it only applied to pot, but oh well. Cheers for that Sal There might be another Halloween party this year, so get ready for another story! I just remembered another one that happened at Gareth's first Halloween party, but I'll need some time to rest before writing it up, damn work
my mate nearly whited on me when i was lying on the couch watchin tv, good thing is it was in someone elses house bad thing is i had to look at the stuff in the morning coz he'd been sick in the sink full of dirty dishes
