That's exactly how I spent my Christmas in 1995, and no I'm not joking. Puking sucks, so I make it a point not to fuck around and go over the edge. The last time that I can recall vomiting from substance abuse, four years ago or so. It was Ambien and Southern Comfort. I remember nothing, but I have a good fifteen pages or so of the most incoherent, partially-legible journal entry fun ever. So, nobody ever do that.