The warm, yellow bile spewed out of my mouth and splashed into the white porcelain god otherwise known as the toilet. Bile is viscous. Thicker than water but thinner than pea soup. Surprisingly, it is tasteless.
How many drinks did I have last night? What does it matter. I got good and drunk. My kids, my wife, my career all gone because of booze.
My skin is yellow because my liver is transforming into scar tissue. Soon I will die. I swear not to drink again. Make it a double.
How many drinks did I have last night? What does it matter. I got good and drunk. My kids, my wife, my career all gone because of booze.
My skin is yellow because my liver is transforming into scar tissue. Soon I will die. I swear not to drink again. Make it a double.
