I'm on the last train out of Union after a long day at work and a night out with a former co-worker of mine. Apparently there are a few of us who got their drink on this evening. I know my limit and it was two Amaretto Sours six hours ago. The woman across from me is with her boyfriend? husband? friend? They've got a bottle of vodka and a 2-Litre bottle of Sprite and two sport bottles. They've been slamming back drinks since we all got on at Union. I've moved as far back as possible so I can observe them and I am 100% certain the guy is gonna hurl. We've just left Ajax. I didn't even think it was possible for a white person to look that shade of green. I'm telling you ... any second now ... awww for god's sake. He took off his boot and just puked in it. What the hell? Oh good christ, he's coming this way towards the bathroom so I'm going to book it right about now ...
Originally written August 15, 2008
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