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None of us were very big drinkers, and Maurice had downed a whole bottle of something that smelled of rotten apples, so it wasnt surprising his stomach couldnt handle it. On the plus side, it all came out very quickly and confined itself to a small pool on the floor. Easy cleanup, for someone.
We stood there pulling faces and doing our best not to let the smell make us start a vomit conga.
Had the girls been here, one of them would have taken charge and tidied everyt ...
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