<human>: This one time my kitchen staff went out for some drinks.  Four of us spent some time with our executive chef, knocking back a few (or more than) before we hit the bar/club.  Now, our prep-cook, Billy Bob (a man we all considered to be polite and reserved at work), was the stealthiest drinker I've ever encountered.  Before we left the apartment, we realized that one of the whiskey bottles was empty, and no one had had more than one drink from it except for good ol'Billy.

So, by the time we hit the bar, he's tossed, and is almost immediately cut off.  We decide to take turns baby sitting him while the others dance after he took a spectacular fall off a stage.  So, there I am, sitting at a table with Billy, chatting, making him drink some water.  Mid discussion he holds up a single index finger, as if to make a point and opens his mouth.  Vomit just...pours out of his mouth, not with any force mind you; no, this was like a waterfall of vomit.  

When this spectacular display had finished, I just gave him the ol' poker face, and said "Well, Billy, let's go find the others".

"Why?" says the man.

I gesture at the pool of vomit on the table.

"Did IIIIIIIII dooooo that?"  He says, shocked.  Then, looking around, lowering his voice to a whisper, "Do you think anyone noticed?"

Now, I was fairly new to bars at the time, this was one of my first outings with my co-workers, and to say that confusion/shock and awe were mine, would be to put it mildly. 

Anyway, fun times, got him home, he remembered nothing the next day.

Can you give me a shortened version of the text?
<bot>: Co-worker drinks too much, holds it in til we hit a bar, unleashes a waterfall of vomit onto a table surrounded by people.