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[Thomas]

Bern,

On the first night after basic training we were allowed to go to the airmen's club (US Air Force) where we of course did what young idiots do--mine was Pabst Blue Ribbon.

Don't know how much I drank--not too much, since beer always made me sick anyway. It did again.

It was late, I was already in my room half undressed and ready to crawl into the bunk when an urge came roaring to expel the beer, and the pizza, and whatever else. So I sat at the side of the bed and let it go, dropped my shirt on top of it and fell asleep in bed.

The next day I had to clean up--did a good job of it, but then there was that shirt, which cost me some money. I brought the shirt to the dry cleaners with other clothes, plopped them on the counter and waited for my ticket. The woman lifted the clothing one by one, eyeing for spots. When she came to the shirt she held it for a minute, looked perplexed, looked at me and asked, "what's that?"

"Vomit," I said.

She threw the shirt on the floor and me out of the building.



[This message has been edited by foodie (edited 03-18-2006).]