Word: vomitting
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...aisle, tried to sit in that sliver, and then whacked the man with my hips until he and all his friends from Crotchety Incorporated moved it down. The racket had lost some of its heat by the time Ezekiel sat. I was busy looking for the best place to vomit, to vomit for no other reason than to get rid of something I felt but didn’t really know—impatience? Was that impatience sloshing around in me? Yes, I felt a throw up coming on, but then something stabbed me. In the leg.Was Old Man Grumpy...
...many jobs did Neal do a day? I think at the time we were averaging 150 jobs a month, but they weren't all deaths. Neal has a lot of deals with hotels and motels, which are a common place to commit suicide. But he also cleaned up vomit in police cars. There are really strict laws about who can clean up fluids in a prison or a police car. I think they stem from this one time when an officer cleaned blood out of the police car and contracted hepatitis, and so he sued the state...
...other voices are present in his room, all I hear through the door is vinyl jazz and Débussy. But when the voices are gone, the mid-90s jams from the likes of Smashmouth and Sugar Ray that he bumps disturb my studying and make me want to vomit up a Beanie Baby. I usually hear Piper leave for dinner at around 6 p.m., and he almost always comes back chatting with a friend, speaking in a cool, sophisticated timber that he definitely does not use when he’s on the phone with his mom. Their discussion...
...Prehistoric Dog.” Forget about the title of the song—the real message of the video is as follows. Drink. Drink lots of beer. Drink awful, cheap beer (e.g., Pabst Blue Ribbon, Tecate, Kokanee). Drink it with your scruffy friends. Drink it until you vomit. Rock out while you do so. When you’ve had enough beer, hit the nearest metal shop. Now take all your empty cans and weld them together into weapons and suits of armor. How much cooler is that idea than recycling, or even—dare I say it?...
...disjointed to the point where even the idea of dividing it into its 15 distinct tracks seems kind of pointless. Within almost every track there are at least two distinct movements, and Barnes unpacks a lot of music in those 15 songs. It’s definitely not sound vomit, but with the exception of several moments of brilliant clarity, most of the album is just a tad too hectic to really serve as anything more than background music.The record kicks off on a great note—despite its cheesy autoharp intro, “Nonpareil of Favor?...