That little puddle you see isn't puke, it's actually just saliva (ok, maybe a little puke). This kid was putting his whole frigging hand down his throat and nothing was coming up. If he ever decides to give up his career as a binge drinker, there's clearly a place for him in gay porn.
When I went outside to look for Vin, I ran into these two guys (I forget their names, but I have an email from him somewhere that I can dig up and I'll put them in there when I find it). The guy on the right was really drunk and said that he needed to throw up, but couldn't. I suggested he try putting his fingers down his throat and "pull his trigger." He was like "Ok, I'll try it. Get your camera ready." (Like I needed to be told, right?)
This photo is a perfect metaphor for what Lit's like sometimes: A turd on the edge of the toilet seat of your otherwise perfect night. (Hmmm...maybe this comparison would make more sense if the toilet wasn't also filled with vomit. Gross).
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