Most of the green in my face is gone, so we'll work on getting some pictures soon. Today hasn't been very productive; we went to an antique mall and shortly after our arrival I had to make a hasty exit. Most of the day has been spent horizontal and moaning. And not in a good way, either!
BA's threatening to give me a Hair of the Dog before the night is over. Should she be successful, the forthcoming pictures may be a little more interesting than originally planned.
We were going to hit Talbot street tonight, but I didn't want to take the chance. Doesn't do much for one's social life to be dancing and then suddenly start barfing on some guy's shoes.
Shouldn't the toilet seat be UP? I mean, he's still a man.
LMAO...poor poor veg...I feel for ya. Look on the bright side though, at least BA didn't take a pic of you sitting on the toilet AND holding the heave bucket! That's the worse!
I do hope you get to feel better real soon...I agree...take some Pepto, A few advil, maybe drink some Pedialyte, and call us in the morning.
Mr. O'Matic, If it helps you feel better, your turquoise shirt is beautiful, especially so close to the black tile, a composition that we might not have seen were you not reenacting Narcissus at the pool. I'm sure, however, that BA has mirrors you can use to look at yourself in more flattering poses.
Has it occured to anyone our dear Veg may need some medical attention?
Blowing chow because of drinking too much is one thing, a 24 hour bug is another yet, but from reading the posts here it seems like he's been hurling for more than a day??
Time for the doctor I'd say...