| T.R | Title | User | Personal
Name | Date | Lines |
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| 447.1 | s'more from my college days | LEZAH::BOBBITT | a collie down isnt a collie beaten | Tue Dec 01 1987 17:35 | 13 |
| woofing your cookies.
(tossing your cookies)
driving the porcelain bus.
blowing chow.
sorry, folks...it's almost lunchtime, I'd better stop here...
-Jody
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| 447.2 | being sick - being drunk | LEZAH::BOBBITT | a collie down isnt a collie beaten | Tue Dec 01 1987 17:37 | 9 |
| sorry, y'already had the porcelain bus one...
there are also references to "being drunk" in many ways, i.e.
squiffed, shnockered, gone borneo, trashed, $hitfaced, smashed,
looped, pie-eyed, blitzed, .... (any more?)
-Jody
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| 447.3 | | 42086::GIBSON | Alan Gibson @WLO | Tue Dec 01 1987 18:23 | 7 |
| On having a few too many:
pissed
Brahms (Cockney rhymming slang: Brahms and Liszt = pissed)
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| 447.4 | More throwing | DECSIM::HEILMAN | You rang?? | Tue Dec 01 1987 18:26 | 2 |
| Back to throwing, "Praying to the porcelain god" was popular in
school as I recall.
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| 447.5 | The connection | RDGE28::BOOTH | Deliberately Eclectic Character | Tue Dec 01 1987 19:03 | 2 |
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After getting 'tired and emotional', people often 'paint the pavement'.
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| 447.6 | 'Chunder!! | CHIC::PETERS | E Unibus Plurum | Tue Dec 01 1987 20:57 | 6 |
| From the land of Oz comes the term "Chunder". It derives from the time when
sailors slept in bunks. An oft heard cry on the way to Botany Bay was:
Watch under!
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| 447.7 | Don't lose it! | HOMSIC::DUDEK | Call me Dr. Brevity | Tue Dec 01 1987 22:28 | 11 |
| Common terms for vomiting include:
upchucking
losing your lunch
worshipping the porcelain god (similar to a previous reply)
visiting ralph
Have a nice lunch...
Spd
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| 447.8 | Some more | WELSWS::MANNION | Ye Diggers all, stand up for Glory | Wed Dec 02 1987 10:14 | 19 |
| From Oz
to play the whale
to go the big spit
to throw a map
General
to talk to God on the big white telephone
The there's that old favourite
to vomit
I should point out that I only know these terms from hearsay, and
not from any practical indulgence.
Phillip
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| 447.9 | and more | SAHQ::LILLY | ACTor in Atlanta | Wed Dec 02 1987 15:32 | 10 |
|
revisiting lunch.
While sailing on rough seas I accused my wife of preparing a warm
meal for the gulls.
The big burp.
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| 447.10 | SmoBro | HARDY::KENAH | 37 - I beat Mozart! | Wed Dec 02 1987 22:11 | 9 |
| From a decades-old Smothers Brothers routine:
(Imagine, if you will, a strong Eastern European accent)
I dreenk wodka --
If I dreenk too much wodka, I womit!
andrew
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| 447.11 | WOOPS! | BMT::BOWERS | Count Zero Interrupt | Wed Dec 02 1987 23:14 | 4 |
| To be precise it was the Wolga Boatmen (as in the song) who drank
too much wodka and then womitted in thir boots.
-dave
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| 447.12 | mal de mer | DSSDEV::STONE | Roy | Thu Dec 03 1987 15:38 | 11 |
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Re: .9
For those who have problems on a deep-sea fishing trip, it's called
"chumming". I can't find it in the dictionary, but it is the
practise of strewing attractive morsels of slimey bait around the boat
in order to coax the fish to sample the bait on the end of your
hook.
Sort of whets you appetite, doesn't it!
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| 447.13 | | ISTG::WARDEN | I got the 12-Bar Blues | Thu Dec 03 1987 20:46 | 1 |
| Laughing at the carpet.
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| 447.14 | wow, look at all the peas and chicken ! | VIDEO::OSMAN | type video::user$7:[osman]eric.vt240 | Thu Dec 03 1987 22:06 | 22 |
| One I remember:
a four-wall special
Apparently that's what you get if you're so drunk you make absolutely
no attempt to control where your vomit goes.
Of course there's also
the noser
Very unpleasant experience, but no more explanation needed.
In some notes file somewhere I saw reference to a German phrase. In
English, we have the phrase "gag me with a spoon", meaning something
is really disgusting. In German, they concisely say
zum Kotzen
which translates as "it is to vomit". Quite concise I'd say.
/Eric
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| 447.15 | VMS (sic) | CLARID::PETERS | E Unibus Plurum | Fri Dec 04 1987 09:34 | 7 |
| When your directory is belly-full you can always
PU/KE
Steve
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| 447.16 | A case of PBR flu | SAHQ::LILLY | ACTor in Atlanta | Fri Dec 04 1987 22:41 | 5 |
|
Pabst Blue Ribbon
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| 447.17 | I couldn't resist | JOKUR::SMALLER | Why bother? | Tue Dec 08 1987 18:40 | 1 |
| Selling the Buick.
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| 447.18 | A few from my college days | HPSVAX::DMEDEIROS | High on Stress | Tue Dec 08 1987 19:45 | 8 |
|
Singing lunch
Spray the chips
Two-way meal ticket
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| 447.19 | *Very* old. | REGENT::BROOMHEAD | Don't panic -- yet. | Tue Dec 08 1987 22:38 | 3 |
| Shot the cat.
Ann B.
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| 447.20 | Berrrrtttt!! | AYOU10::CARREY | | Thu Feb 25 1988 15:30 | 4 |
|
Making a "pavement pizza".........
rik................
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| 447.21 | | CALS::GELINEAU | | Wed Jul 21 1993 12:38 | 16 |
| re: a few back
i heard it as "parking the Buick"
also,
projectile
yakking
buttering the toast (comes after getting toasted)
spewing
horking (in college we had a "hork board" where the yaks of the
residents of our house were rated - points were received
for location, targets - especially living targets, duration,
and sheer volume)
-- too ashamed to sign
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| 447.22 | Seasick joke: At first, you fear you will die, then you fear you won't die. | RAGMOP::T_PARMENTER | The cake of liberty | Thu Jul 22 1993 06:49 | 5 |
| crying ruth
talking to the weeds
parking the tiger
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| 447.23 | | SMURF::BINDER | Deus tuus tibi sed deus meus mihi | Fri Jul 23 1993 07:47 | 5 |
| On some occasions it's called praying to the ivory god.
Of course, with Wayne and Garth's meteoric rise to fame, it's hurling.
Which is not the same as the Irish team sport of the same name, but the
mind conjures up certain images here...
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| 447.24 | | RAGMOP::T_PARMENTER | The cake of liberty | Fri Jul 23 1993 08:31 | 5 |
| Sorry about the no-wrap.
Seasick joke: At first you fear you will die, then you fear you will
not.
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| 447.25 | Calling Babette! | NOTIME::SACKS | Gerald Sacks ZKO2-3/N30 DTN:381-2085 | Fri Jul 23 1993 08:57 | 3 |
| > Sorry about the no-wrap.
Tom, how about a seasick rap?
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