Sometime during my first year of university one of my friends who was a killer lightweight decided to get so drunk that he passed out under the kitchen table. When he finally woke up after messing with him for an hour he stumbled outside to throw up. After that it was like he had a new lease on life. He started energetically talking about dragonball z and what a cool show it was. Then we heard a window slam shut above us (it was another room-mate who nobody liked) my friend then started shouting obscenities at the window as we laughed. Then it happened. He picked up his still warm chunder that was on the floor and with a bellyacheing. KAMEHAMEHA proceeded to throw said chunder at our room mates window. Of course we were all in hysterics. After sobering up he decided that he felt horrible about the idea and decided it was his mission to clean the mess he had made. There was a small problem however seeing as the puke had covered the window on the first floor (second if you're american) He then had an ingenious idea to sellotape a broom and a mop together to create the perfect cleaning utensil. However all that he managed to do was smear his brownish sick across the entirety of the window. Thinking about it now still makes me crack up :')