Yet Another Cycling Forum
General Category => On The Road => Topic started by: Eccentrica Gallumbits on 14 April, 2008, 06:59:27 pm
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As I managed to swallow a fly. When I swallow/inhale a fly it makes me retch for hours, and then a bit more, and then a bit more, and I managed to retch so hard that I puked, all down my sleeve. It was quite embarrassing.
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It could have been worse......it could have been my sleeve ;)
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Reminds me of the time I was heading home from work. It was dusk and there was a very significant and fast hill. This was in the US, a place where bugs are very, very fond of gathering to party on down during the crepuscular hours. So down the hill I swooped. For reasons best known to the poorly charted areas of my brain, about half way down the hill I yawned. The thing about yawning is that once you start you can't just change your mind and stop. You are committed, even if this does mean you do an impression of a rocket-powered baleen whale. An experience categorized under 'unpleasant'.
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Cuts both ways; going down a steep hill on a (motor)bike, a bat got tangled under my chin. After some excited one-handed-downhill-braking-and-the-other-waving, I managed to brush it off and went on my way.
When I got home I discovered it had vomited an interesting mix of half-digested bugs down my front.
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A work colleague's father, who is old enough to know better, went out on a bender in Cardiff, caught a taxi home and, just as it was pulling away, felt the need to park a tiger so wound down the window. Due to the moving taxi, he successfully spattered pretty much every pair of shoes in the queue for the taxi rank :sick:
It got worse though; his wife found him asleep in the shower the next morning, having ripped down the shower curtain to use as a blanket.
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Damn! I would have had my camera too! :evil:
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Cuts both ways; going down a steep hill on a (motor)bike, a bat got tangled under my chin. After some excited one-handed-downhill-braking-and-the-other-waving, I managed to brush it off and went on my way.
When I got home I discovered it had vomited an interesting mix of half-digested bugs down my front.
My father was doing ~85 in the outside lane of a motorway on a motorbike when a pigeon misjudged his approach speed. He discribes the thump as incredible and having to wash a mess of blood, guts and feathers off his helmet as unpleasent.
Matthew
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When I was asleep in my tent on a beach in Portugal a little fox with very long ears playfully tried to eat all the cooking utensils, clothes etc which I had strewn all over the place. Unable to find anything edible he snaffled a very large quantity of berries growing in some nearby bushes. And threw up in my shoes.
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When I was asleep in my tent on a beach in Portugal a little fox with very long ears playfully tried to eat all the cooking utensils, clothes etc which I had strewn all over the place. Unable to find anything edible he snaffled a very large quantity of berries growing in some nearby bushes. And threw up in my shoes.
Maybe he was a Chuck Berry fan?
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My father was doing ~85 in the outside lane of a motorway on a motorbike when a pigeon misjudged his approach speed. He discribes the thump as incredible and having to wash a mess of blood, guts and feathers off his helmet as unpleasent.
These pigeons and their careless attitude to personal safety
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When I was asleep in my tent on a beach in Portugal a little fox with very long ears playfully tried to eat all the cooking utensils, clothes etc which I had strewn all over the place. Unable to find anything edible he snaffled a very large quantity of berries growing in some nearby bushes. And threw up in my shoes.
Maybe he was a Chuck Berry fan?
Yakety Yak!