This is the Omni Hotel® in Dallas, the one in Texas. Many things have happened here over the years. This is just one more incident.

In her current state, Mary Zweibel knew only two things; this was not her bathroom and she had to seriously hurl. She hugged the cold porcelain toilet and moaned “Earl”, while spewing the contents of her stomach through her mouth and into the water, which then splashed back into her face. She coughed. This expulsion revealed two more bits of information. One, she had last eaten pasta; and two, the sickening sweet stench of Red Bull® and whatever else the fuck is in a Vegas Bomb™ forced the disgusting stream out of her face. For those who need to know, the other ingredients are Crown Royal Canadian Whiskey®, Malibu Coconut Rum®, peach schnapps, and a splash of cranberry juice. The thick choking aroma of sugar forced her to vomit again, and then the sight of it made her repeat the violent spasms.

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