I Drunkenly Vomiting Into The Taxi

I burped a few times and the driver looked at me in his rear view mirror.

“It’s £40 if you throw up on my seats.”

I burped again.

Thankfully;

I was able to hold it down until we stopped outside my house.

Another enormous burp escaped my lips.

The driver assessed me once more and said,

“That’ll be…£150, then mate.”

At that moment;

I vomited everywhere, all over his seats, all over the floor of the taxi.

He was raging.

“You fucking idiot!” he screamed.

“Absolute imbecile!”

I reached into my wallet and said,

“Here’s your £40, thanks for the lift,” and hopped out the taxi.

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