A word of warning to college students. Beware strong drink, it can make you swallow your room key.
In the hunt for lost keys most people check under the sofa, in their jacket pocket and even back at the pub.
But student Chris Foster had to have his stomach x-rayed before he could find where he left his keys the night before.
Chris has no recollection of his stuntChris had swallowed his room key so that his friends couldn't take him home and put him to bed.
But when he woke up, after spending the night on a friend's sofa, he had no recollection of his alcohol-fuelled protest. When friends told him about the stunt he didn't believe them.
However, he soon realised he was suffering from more than a normal hangover, and took himself to hospital.
After telling doctors what may have happened, the computer design student underwent an x-ray and was stunned to see the two-inch Yale key lying in the pit of his stomach. (Ed note: The picture with the story does not show the key in the stomach. It has traveled a bit further than that.)
Medics sent him home and told him to let nature take it's course.The key emerged 31 hours later and as Chris didn't want to pay the £20 fee his landlord would have charged him for a new one, he cleaned it up and put it back on his fob to use.
The doctors, unsurprisingly, were laughing at the boy genius when they sent him home. (Having personally performed the fun job of poking through baby poop to make sure a swallowed penny made its way safely through an intestinal voyage, I can assure you that recovery of the object is no fun.) I imagine the lad is getting a full ration of abuse from his friends over the whole incident as well.




And abuse he deserves from his friends for that display of drunken stupidity.
Luckily they hadn’t switched over to key cards. That would be potentially less fun.
When I was an infant in the Philippines I used to scarf down pachinko balls, and I still feel bad for our amah who did inspection duty. Any time I call or write I know she is remembering the inglorious days.
A ration of, ah, well, I guess you have to follow your own rules, don’t you, Gaius?
i promise he has plenty more to offer