Our eldest had his first drink-til-you puke session with his mates last night.
Unfortunately, he waited to do the puking until he got home.
Sent barefoot to investigate strange noises in the wee small hours, I found him kneeling next to a broken toilet in a pool of vomit, which I stood in.
Even worse, he had been drinking snakebite and black. That's pints of 1/2 lager, 1/2 cider, & a dash of blackcurrant cordial. Imagine the smell.
Still, he wasn't allowed to stagger off to bed until he had mopped up the worst of the mess and put his clothes in the washing machine, and he spent his hangover cleaning the floor properly and repairing the toilet, so not all bad...