In life, there’s two categories of people: those that know when to stop and the ones that don’t know when to stop. I gladly pronounce myself as one of the ones that does not know when to stop. This path ain’t never changed throughout my life. I’m an expert at this, so I took this opportunity to break down the math of one of my favorite activities: Puking.
Nothing excites me more than watching people puke. Hands down, it bodybags any other form of entertainment out there, besides LSD. The only thing better than watching someone puke is watching someone puke on someone else. I been there, and done that. I talk from years of experience. I’ve been puked on and I’ve puke on other people. On the strength, I can watch people puke for hours. Hell, I’d even love to watch myself puke if I could lay my own eyes in front of me. I often find myself on YouTube, watching puke footage over and over… I keep that shit on repeat. Some people tell me that I’m sick in the head; I tell them that I’m a motherfucking BOSS.
This post will either please you or make you sick, there’s no in-betweens. This is for all my real soldiers, my hardbody mooks out there. Since Mook-Life specializes in entertainment, eye candy and people-watching, we about to hit you up with some jewels that no blog out there has ever hit you before. Anyways, keep in mind that this post is strictly about pictures only. Hell, we could’ve added a few video clips but let’s face it: to capture someone puking at the right moment requires a lot of skill and spontaneity. It’s much easier to film rather than take pictures. We finna keep the footage for more Mook-Life videos, so nuffin’s wasted besides these next mooks featured in this following classic Killa-EF post. Ladies and gentlemen, this is my gift to you, given from the bottom of my heart. Happy Holidays!
Now obviously, when I’m talking about Puke-Life I’m not talking about being sick. I’m, straight up and down, talking about the aftermath of alcohol and drug abuse.
Some people fear puking and will do anything in order to not puke. Many will even hold it in until it comes out of their nose. Surprisingly, other people just like myself couldn’t care less and will gladly puke if needed. Hey man, it’s just a rinse. You always feel better after. Now, this is where I’m coming to. As we once again touch and explore another topic in depth, we going straight to the bottom of the well. Some might be familiar with the finger technique. That’s right: when you can’t puke but your body needs to, you stick your finger up your throat until you’re spitting waterfalls. When the stomach is empty, it’s the only way out. This is a reality that many ignore. Many refuse to admit applying the technique on late drunken nights before going to bed. Take it from the champ: it really helps if you’re hellatanked, trust me. Forget about your glass of water. No matter how drunk you get, if you puke before sleeping, you will not be hungover the next day. Now, don’t get it twisted either: don’t think that I’m a freak and that I apply this technique every week-end. I’m just saying my chilling game is hardbody. I have applied it in the past, when times were hard, and I was very grateful.
Ouf! Some daytime puking going on over here. Very impressive, I must say. This is the result of being hellatanked right after waking up on a hangover day. Yep, that’s it. This is how I see it: you can’t get the mook out of the liquor but in the end, the liquor always comes out of the mook.
You can literally puke anywhere and at any time of the day. The choice is yours. Often enough, you get to choose exactly where you want your vomit to land. My personal favorite is inside the elevator, but that’s just me. Anyways, you can get as creative and funky as you wanna be. When I gets down, you best believe that my funkiness can be compared to an Erick Sermon instrumental. I try to shake my head and body as much as I can in order to puke in all directions. If I ain’t subject to a clean-up, I will purposely get extra messy, on some disrespect shit. I’ma make sure that my vomit lands everywhere besides in a garbage bin or a toilet bowl.
Wow. Look at this. No, but really, I mean: WOW! This is fucking beautiful! This is like religion to me. Oh, dear Puke-Life, do I ever love you so. You will forever be part of my life.
I already know that many of you readers claim that y’all can drink like pigs and never puke. Well, I got some news for you soft motherfuckers: you just don’t let it happen. Y’all cupcakes are straight up fronting. I do agree that some have good resistance against alcohol but generally speaking, substance abuse does lead individuals to vomit waterfalls. It’s only right. It’s only human.
Vomit comes in all colors, from cocaine white to dark lobster, the variety is just outstanding.
Society’s Disease: With a well-balanced diet of alcohol abuse, McDonalds’ double cheeseburgers and 4Loko, it comes to no surprise that my puking game is up to par and can’t be tested. From stylized puking swirls to vomiting at exclusive and exotic locations, I’ve most likely excelled in every disciplines of this artform. The barf game comes so natural to me that I’m the type of dude to hurl out a quick regurgitation in the middle of a conversation then keep talking like nothing happened.
Society’s Disease: Some of my notable stories include the time I puked into a pillow case at a house party and didn’t mention it to anybody, most likely in the host’s parents’ room. Also, I remember the second time I went to bookings I had ran so much from 5-0 that I puked in the backseat of their cop car. The officers were having a good time taunting and making fun of me for getting roped until they saw the All-Dressed pizza fly right out of my mouth and land onto their seats. Puking at restaurants in the middle of a meal is also a daily operation. Just ask the homie Benny-Ill, who witnessed my fitness at a Mexican spot in NYC, or Big Nix who saw me puke a hot-dog into its plastic container right before throwing it at a taxi. If Puke-Life was an extreme sport, I’d be MVP of the year.
Let’s take a in-dept look at this wisdom material right here. I can see some sausages and potatoes. I can also smell those tomatoes from a mile away. My jaw be dropping some hits, this shit looks finger-licking ‘hood! If you’re short on food and the puking was unintentional, just keep one thing in mind: nothing is lost. Shit, if you puke right after eating, you may recycle the food if the pepsin enzyme hasn’t done the job yet. You get to eat twice… two for the price of one!
Now some might be familiar with these types of tomato-flavored stains. Aye! Italian pasta, papi!
U Mad? Getting this post done was no piece of cake. Not to mention that it required several years in the making. A lot of fights and verbal disputes went down as well. It was not easy to get random strangers in the street to smile and participate at these photoshoots. Well, guess what: down or not, these pictures are mine, this is Mook-Life property and I’ma fully expose y’all. I would like to take this opportunity to propose a toast to all my mooks out there that gladly participated in their shoots, you know who you are!
What’s better than watching people puke is watching shorties puke, especially the hotties. Entertainment at its best, I’ll tell you that much. Damn, that shit is hot. If we’re chilling at a party and your girlfriend starts to puke, there’s no doubt that I will leave our conversation just to look at the artist perform. I will instantly jump to the front row to have the best view possible. As an audience, I absolutely refuse to miss one second of the show.
Wooosh! Damn, this is hot! My man Sage caught this gem in Japan. Mami be dropping some jewels, holding it down like gravity.
Society’s Disease: This picture illustrates the perfect example of what not-to-do before letting loose your stream of vomit. A lot of people believe that shutting your lips or blocking your mouth with your hand will stop the burst of food coming up from your stomach and have you avoid puking. However, simple biology proves that the nose is connected to the same paths as your mouth. So when that river of vomit wants to get outta your system, if you shut your mouth then it’s coming out your nose, homie. Shout outs to the successful experiment I achieved with Orange Crush and Cheetos in grade school that led me to this conclusion.
Another chamber in this Puke-Life realm is balcony puking. Yea, I said it: third-story puking. It don’t get better than this. Even pissing from balconies is never this fun. You can watch that vomit spread all over the grounds in slow motion. The higher you are, the more it spreads. Engineer that!
Big Guench gets down after a big supper at Buffet Maharaja. The puke is so fresh that I can taste the butter chicken just by looking at it. Peep the orange particles spreading on the bottom of the pants. Some serious graffiti writers such as myself are proud of the marker and primer stains on our pants, as it displays evidence of historical achievements. Well, I guess it’s the same pride in the Puke-Life subculture. Puke stains, Puke-Life. Every soldier got a story to tell. Check my War Wounds, my War Wounds. Huuughhhh!!!
My man Johste lets the world know how immaculate his puking game is. You’re looking at a veteran, a Puke-Life general. Homeboy got so many stripes that a new jacket is needed. Needless to say that my duke delivers wisdom with such elegance, my friend’s dog couldn’t resist the taste of fresh vomit. If you look closely, you can see some puke particles on the left side of the dog’s head.
I’ve never seen a dog slurp vomit like that, a real sign of enjoyment. It’s like this dog was shipped from Somalia and hasn’t eaten in months. The whole session lasted about 15 minutes. No food was wasted. The owner must have saved a good week’s worth of dog food. As this went down, my heart was filled with pride. I was jumping around laughing my ass off and clapping my hands like crazy. Goddamn this shit is mooked out: a one-eyed dog recycling considerable amounts of puke. This can’t be life!
Holy shit! Look at this Anaconda! I never thought one day I’d see one. It’s crazy what you can find in these Montreal streets. It’s just like that, all day, everyday. Lifestylez of Da Puke and Scandalous. Anyways, look at this lovely puddle on the floor. Your average “anti-flash” photographer will easily admit that when it comes down to puking, to take the pictures in matter of seconds, the use of the flash will only enhance these gorgeous and vivid colors. I used to think that the Angel Falls that I saw in Venezuela last winter was the world’s tallest until I came across this spectacular wisdom water drop. I am forever stoked.
Ain’t no shame in my Puke-Life game. Moderation is for suckers, that’s my word. Basically, if you don’t puke at least once a month (and I’m really being fair), you don’t drink enough and you should right away stop and never drink again. Take it from a champ like me: you only live once, there’s no limit to this Mook-Life shit. This post is dedicated to all my alcoholic mooks out there puking on the dance floor and in the back seat of the taxi, straight up living the Puke-Life.
December 11th, 2011 at 1:32 pm
The most beautiful things are frenquently the nastier
December 11th, 2011 at 1:34 pm
holy shitt!!! last one was crazy
December 11th, 2011 at 2:05 pm
EF,
This is the finest, no lies. It’s beautiful…
When I have the power, I’ll get you a collab with Richard Attenborough.
December 11th, 2011 at 2:15 pm
bahaha smokes toner and evelyn!
December 11th, 2011 at 2:42 pm
That dog sequence has me dying, it’s god puke drool.
December 11th, 2011 at 3:00 pm
ahahhahahahahah that shit is nastyyyyyy cant belive that dog ate that shit!
December 11th, 2011 at 3:06 pm
Hahahahaaaaa holy fuck that was the best post… god EF you make me laugh
December 11th, 2011 at 3:19 pm
Masterpiece. I was waiting for this posts for almost a year now. Taaaaaahhhh.
December 11th, 2011 at 3:22 pm
Shiiiiiieeeet that was crazy, good work on the research.
The anaconda killed me
December 11th, 2011 at 4:15 pm
that whole post is golden, yo
that dog drinking vomit-alcoolisé made my dick so hard….
December 11th, 2011 at 4:44 pm
LOL @ THAT DOG—————–
December 11th, 2011 at 5:08 pm
yes hook!! eat that barfy….
December 11th, 2011 at 5:09 pm
dude theres some pretty big ponds of vomit on these pics jaja
December 11th, 2011 at 5:23 pm
Live puking is the essence of life, saw some black motha puke with her son in the subway luckily i was in the drivers cabin but i would not have anything for a good smell or two of that pile that she created, got some flix from it too
December 11th, 2011 at 5:23 pm
lets go swimmin
December 11th, 2011 at 6:27 pm
meme si jt’en train de souper c fucking sick haha
December 11th, 2011 at 6:36 pm
Sweet Post! Proud to say I’ve witnessed EF in action doin his thang in a hole he dug in the sand at a rave, before tossing some sand on top to bury it haha
December 11th, 2011 at 7:31 pm
thats some weird shit killa ef! jokes post but if you like watching people puke i cant even imagine what you like in the bed!! ahahahahahahgaha
December 11th, 2011 at 7:59 pm
This post made me puke in my mouth. I can`t even see all the pictures I feel sick..
December 11th, 2011 at 8:04 pm
Holy shit, you guys are on fire this weekend. Fuck everybody else, keep pushing the boundaries of whats acceptable.
Fuckin love it.
December 11th, 2011 at 8:16 pm
yes HOOK! one eyed fuckin pirate dog, captain of the dirty Hen!
December 11th, 2011 at 8:26 pm
This dog drank 3 8.1% Labatt Blue and ate the only hot dog I had at Castro’s hot dog stand.
December 11th, 2011 at 8:50 pm
hahaha hook you idiot
December 11th, 2011 at 8:54 pm
That Killa posting straight up jewels! Word up to PUKE-LIFE. My personal favorites are puking from as high as I can, dropping a slick one in the bus that no one can see but that all can smell or right out of the metro doors so that innocent people step or luckily slip on it. Puking on cop cars definitely gets you major swag points too!
December 11th, 2011 at 10:30 pm
damn, this post is fuckin bangin! big ups to Killah-EF for keepin it real and not giving a fuck!
fuck man, I had to work in a department store for 4 hours today hungover as a motherfucker…as soon as I got there, I had to check in with someone at the customer service counter and he was busy dealing with customers so I had to wait. as I was standing there waiting, I suddenly felt like I was gonna puke. I didn’t know where the washrooms were and I couldn’t ask the dude cuz he was busy so I just grabbed one of his plastic bags from behind the counter and then I went and puked in the bag over in the luggae/suitcase section.
during my shift I had to run to the bathroom to puke about 3-4 more times but the bathroom was so fucking far (I had to go up and escalator and shit) that one time I didn’t make it. I got to the ladies wear section just before the washrooms and tried the covering your mouth technique you discussed and you’re right dude, that shit started coming out my nose! HAHAHAHA luckily I had a cup with me so I just puked in the cup, then went to the bathroom to puke some more. I noticed that holding in the puke hurt my throat and made me cough a lot so don’t do that shit. just fucking puke.
I got nuff puke stories…last NYE I got wild and mixed shrooms/weed/beer/tequila and at one point I was sittin in a fuckin richshaw that someone had parked on the sidewalk and I ended up puking on the sidewalk while I was sittin in the rickshaw. that was pretty fuckin cool. right after that, my friends took me into this fancy restaurant next door so I could use the bathroom and clean myself up and I fell down the fucking stairs HAHAHA then this girl who works there came in the bathroom and was trying to kick us out and I was like I’m bleeding! I need a band-aid! so she had to go get me a band-aid.
then we went to this dope jam at a bar and I remember smokin & chillin outside on the patio and this dude was about to take a picture of me and my friend but I suddenly had to puke so I puked under a bench HAHAHAHA
this summer i got shitfaced at Under Pressure (no surprise) and ended up pukin behind a dumpster cuz I am classy like that. as I was pukin one of you fuckin mooks came behind the dumpster and tried to tag me but luckily one of my homies saw him creepin up on me behind the dumpster and told him to take a hike. don’t remember who it was cuz I was pretty wasted and puking at the time…all I remember is seeing someone come up to me behind the dumpster and as I was puking I was thinkin wtf? I’m puking…why is this dude coming over to me? I shoulda puked on his stupid ass, fuckin dick mook.
anyways that’s enough puke stories for now…keep that puke poppin! I love you Killah-EF!
December 11th, 2011 at 10:49 pm
^^cool story bruh
December 12th, 2011 at 2:14 am
Perfecting the art of Chucketry!
December 12th, 2011 at 8:25 am
Yo society’s disease, I got my best friend from elementary school to puke cheetos/orange crush out of his nose before…
great minds think alike!
December 12th, 2011 at 10:27 am
touylou
December 12th, 2011 at 2:41 pm
hahahaha! ! ! ! some banginnn pics !
December 12th, 2011 at 3:10 pm
ha! props killa-ef…
this post had me pissin’ my troosers…
there’s nothing funnier than watchin’ someone chuck a whitey…
December 12th, 2011 at 4:00 pm
damn Killa-EF, that’s the type of post I’m talkin about! I love your style. real shit. mook life. that’s what’s up! when we goin on that date? we should have a puke-off!
December 12th, 2011 at 5:19 pm
That last shot is beautiful…big up my duke
December 12th, 2011 at 8:27 pm
@A1 : wordup, ain’t nothing more colorful than the cheetos/orange crush combo. By the way, holler at us when the next Impact season starts, i’m still down to do that Ultras bit. 1.
December 12th, 2011 at 10:19 pm
Thanks for all the comments and kind words everyone!!! Whoa! I’m very happy to know it pleased all you mooks. I’m also very happy to disgust a lot of you perky bitches, filthy ass human beings. Word up. The only thing missing in this post is animals puking. But these were hard to catch. I can watch my cats puke for days and I always gladly clean it up after. I’ve witnessed many different species of animals puke throughout my life, but my ultimate goal in life is to one day catch a walrus puking.
@Party Animal: Holy Shit my duke! Respect for the participation. Thanks for sharing this knowledge; your wicked words of wisdom got me rolling on my carpet. I feel your pain and your joy my duke.
@Rukus: Whoa! Heavy gems my duke! Dats some real shit your saying. Feel free to submit any Puke-Life material for the sequel. We definitely need it.
@MyALterEgo: Hahaha, dats sum funny shit. I don’t really recall any of that, tho I think I have an idea on which night it was. It’s possible, I mean, I blackout enough to not remember much of my weekends.
@YourMom: I cee you Baby! I was hoping that you would comment on this post. Happy you liked it. Judging by your comment, you seem to be the perfect lady for me. If you wanna puke it out that’s all peace. I taught you were into romance but we can flip the coin on this typa situation if you want. So super grimy and mooked out, I promise you that before I eat you out, Ima brush my teeth 3 times and even floss my teeth! Whether you like it or not, I’m still lifting you up the stairs on our way to the bedroom. Don’t worry about Octopus salad, I wasn’t trying to freak you out, I was rather providing evidence that my cooking game is top notch and that it deals with various fine material. Don’t worry I’ll throw in a handful of bacon just for you. As for LSD, we can do whatever, I just mentioned discovery channel for fun cuz most people on Acid avoid all human contact. Bowling was a joke, tho it is fun when drunk. Yes indeed Mercer has to step his game up cuz I can bring you to 5 points too. We can write rhymes, I can even battle rap you, I’m not that bad. Anyways, Now you got 2 choices, either you holler at a mook or you don’t. Your IP indicated that you reside in Montreal so I assume you are someone we actually know, or might know, we just don’t know it’s you yet. Either way, I will take you on a date and give you entertainment that no man has given you before. I’m single, I’m on flames and I ain’t got shit to loose. So let’s make it happen, Let’s make it hot! Holler at a Mook! Church!!!!
Word up! Peace to all o yall and thanks again everyone for reading my Darts!
December 12th, 2011 at 11:36 pm
Like whoa. So HD
December 13th, 2011 at 12:27 am
DU GROS HD
December 13th, 2011 at 3:04 am
@Killah-EF: oh shit, you’re stalkin my ip? damn, you’re not messin around! alright so gimme an email address or your 1-900 # or whatever.
December 13th, 2011 at 5:45 am
EF, beware of trap. Your Mom is probably a dude or Tasha Taylor. Either way, tes yeux bro.
December 13th, 2011 at 2:48 pm
BBC’s brinicle puke finger of death
December 13th, 2011 at 6:52 pm
This post is the shit!! If Puke-Life was an extreme sport I have no doubt that i’d make the team. I once passed out while watching a hockey game and when hommie tried waking my drunk ass up I puked all over a family that was sitting in the row infront of me, including their baby.
December 13th, 2011 at 10:15 pm
Holler at me EFECKTS@Hotmail.Com
WOUSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! Whoa! Puking on a Baby? You gotta be kidding me. This can’t be life, this is too good. This is the best thing I eard all day. Now dats Cheddar $$$ !!! Damn, shit don’t get realler than that. You definitely get some Extra Mook points on that one. Church!!!
December 14th, 2011 at 5:43 pm
Haha.. Fuck E you never cease to amaze, bringin’ the uncut dope as usual. In my 30+ years on this planet I too set the bar high with my puke game. When I roll down St. Low on a Friday night, sure there is a chance I may get laid, arrested, ect.. But the chances of me puking on that same Friday night are 110 fucking percent, this will most likely be followed up by more booze.
Personally I am a huge fan of projectile vomiting, that rocket proppelled type shit. it’s all about distance and area coverage. Most of the time it will keep your sneaks and your gear clean too.
December 14th, 2011 at 5:54 pm
HAHA West knows whats up.
December 15th, 2011 at 4:37 am
SD: Yeah man, will do, no problem.
Gonna be a nice year for us.
December 16th, 2011 at 3:05 pm
fuck i was laughing so hard at the one eyed dog mook life toilet picture that i almost puked on my own dog when her stale dog-vag breath wafted in my direction.
my puke is violent, its like a exorcism, i end up with burst blood vessels in my eyes and i look like a fuckin ginger with freckles.
December 18th, 2011 at 10:46 pm
so the year was… i dont remember, 96-98 or so, and i was at an opening for the new Terry Moisher (Aislin for all those that dont read the gazette) at the montreal museam of fine art and in attendance was the cream of montreal’s crop, mayor, the Bronfman’s, ppl like that. i was chosen to rep a company that supports non-violence ( and those that really know me, know that’s just wrong) and was supposed to do quick fast throwies for the cultural “elite”. i was there with two old school cats, Morons KOPS and Abra KOPS. well fortunate for us the barman knew the play, and since the aperitifs where free, we only had to look at the dude and the booze would show up like a genie popping outa the bottle. as the night progressed i got more and more drunk and starting dissing the elitists by doing throws that said shit like, “Fuck you Tony” and such. hell, not like they could read it anyways. after a few hours of us acting the fool, they shut it down. well, morons had the for thought to notice where the extra cases of beer were stacked. so the mission of drunken thievery began. needless to say we got caught, but by the same barman that i think had a thing for abra ( he was kinda cute i guess in a non fag way). he just winked and kept six as we filled out the bags. off we head for the chillin spot behind the original cellblock on st. laurent (before they put in that gay assed wall). i had just started writing with Sake then and he showed up outa nowhere’s with his hot cousin, i remember not too much from that, but the gurl kept going on about some infinite spacial shit and being as how i was bombed i wasn’t hearing it. so, i came up with the ultimate get away from me plan, get away or imma rock ur shoes with my puke woman! i had to dry heave a few times and then the glory that is beer came flowing outa me with a quickness. i remember checkin tha booty bolt and me getting ditched for being too drunk and an asshole to boot. good times to be had. i ended up rolling back off that little foundation wall and sprawling out till sun up cluching my bag of stolen elixir. catchin’ the metro and puking all over the doors soon as the train left the station and cracking one to wash out the taste. i’d do it all over again if i could. hahahaha
December 19th, 2011 at 12:34 am
Bruno??? XD
December 21st, 2011 at 4:31 am
jesus i love this post! fuckin hell puking on a baby! fuck i have puked so many weird and wonderful places and i know i few people who have puked while eating their chicks out! madness! i think the best place iv chundered was after eating a bright lumo fuckin pink mcflurry or some such shit and then throwing up in one of those (medium) public fountains where the water is recycled so you get to watch your lovely pink chunder doing laps! fuckin A!
there are too many to mention! love it! thanks killah ef!
December 26th, 2011 at 4:16 am
man, i should be in this post
master of the stealth puking
December 28th, 2011 at 3:05 pm
LOOOOOOOOOOOOL its funny because, i know someoone who puked on the metro. Although his intoxicateed intelligence occured that he should catch it. therefore he did, and the metro start going, and that puke he was holding ended up on some old ladys’ face!
January 16th, 2012 at 12:56 pm
I got mad war stories in this department that would tickly your freaky fetish!!
I’ve seen some foul shit with people pukin.
I remember this cat all fucked up said he had to take a shit. 45 minutes goes by, everyones waitin to piss they thought he passed out on the shitter. They boot the door open there’s puke everywhere in the bathroom and he’s on all 4 with his pants down to his ankles pukin in a shitty toilet bowl. This other cat passing out all shitfaced caught a full tube of toothpaste in the mouth dude woke right up and blew a straight stream of puke across the fuckin room. I’ve seen some dude drunk as fuck puke up some nasty black shit into a natural ice box. chicks laying in bed pukin straight into the air and it landing back on them. Junkies walkin in the hood dope sick pukin all the way down the street. I could write a book on some of the foul shit I’ve seen. Good shit homie!
I got to add a couple more for you homie. One of my homies who joined the army comes back home we get a hotel and party it up my boys main squeeze for the night acts like she’s hardcore drinkin Jager and whiskey all night trying to hang with the fellas, braggin that she drinks it straight. 2 hours later chicks pale white all of a sudden she puts her hand over her mouth and puke starts squirting out between her fingers like a high pressure hose coming out between all her fingers, then she runs into the bathroom pukes everywhere but in the toilet, ends up filling the tub up with cold water lays in there cause shes having hot flashes and shit then she starts pukin all in the tub all over herself. My boy had to babysit her the rest of the night and probably got some sloppy drunk pussy after but I never laughed so hard at someone pukin.
I remember being at a Vital Remains concert drunk as fuck off goldschlager, moshing around having a good time. halfway through the set I’m in the bathroom spraying gold chunks all over the fuckin place. I remember when I was done the gold chunks were just stuck on the wall while the slime of the puke just ozzed down the wall.
February 5th, 2012 at 4:36 am
never really threw up before this article, lately ive been on top of the game makin myself