Pukers its nearly impossible to drive a taxi for any length of time without coming across one of them.
Its not that uncommon at night time to pick up folks who are shall we say a little under the weather from just possibly having maybe a smidgen too much to drink.
Its some of these folks who im guessing will redecorate the inside of your taxi with what remains of their dinner, most likely because they where bored.
How do i know they where bored?
Because any civilized person who feels the need to be sick would tell me so i could pull over or at least try to open a bloody window!!
The last punter who emptied the contents of her gut over my back seat actually managed to impress me!
Up until that point i had never seen any one throw up with out any retching noises before.
It was almost as if she just turned on a tap and out it all came.
How could such a tiny tiny woman spew so much?
Her ever loving boyfriend thought it was hilarious right up until he was told they where going to have to pay for getting the rear of my cab steamed cleaned!!
It funny how quickly an extra fifty pounds on top of your fare will do that.