Replying to Tums+Champagne=Puke

never, ever combine these two things. I learned the hard way the other at some trendy ass LA club, Spyder Room or something. Was with 2 guys and 4 girls, all of the girls were dime pieces in their own right, we sit down, two more girls show up who know my friend. Everything is going great, the girls are both hot and smart, which is rare in LA, and we are partying something ridiculous. Two bottles later, 1 champagne, one Ketel One, I get severe heart burn, one of the girls notices the pain on my face and asks if i need tums, i say "hell yes," and eat like 5 of those little fuckers. I go take a piss, come back, new bottle of bubbly arrives, that someone else bought for us, so toast with huge glasses, and i practically down mine. Not 2 minutes later, the waitress comes up and asked us something and as i open my mouth to try to respond foamy bubbles and not words start coming out. The girls are horrified as is the waitress who leaves quickly, i try to cover my mouth but the foam keeps building and oozing through my fings, then dripping down my chin onto my pants. As i stand up, I cough, and huge blob of foam shoots out of my mouth right onto the table in front of everyone.
Neddles to say I got no ass, got throw out of the club because the bitch waitress told the bouncer i was puking, and doubt i can ever go back there. SO don't mix tums and champagne kids, it bad news.

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