Tactical chunder chum.
Sometimes you have to sacrifice for the greater good.

In fact I was thinking about this the other day.
In the past, around the early to mid 80s, guys were in complete denial (amongst mates) of being one who practices masturbation.
If your mates in the pub had asked if you tugged you would deny it.
However, as we evolved (and probably around the time that Mary Whitehouse passed away) our shame dropped away and we started to boast that we occasionally threw one out.

In the same way, we once 0k hold on, I will be back.

Ok, I'm back, lost the bong and in the confusion put my left liver through the speaker system.

So I was saying:
In the same way, we once were ashamed to go in the loo and throw up so that we could continue drinking.
There was no way you would tell your mates that you were already frecked and that you would need to upchuck before continuing.
Nowadays, you come out of the bogs wiping your sleeve across your lips while bragging that you have just had a tactical chunder and ordering the next full round of (one shot) shots.

North spleen or South spleen?

Hey, I could have been a doctor.

You would have nicked the morphine mate.

This is probably new to you and a real surprise, but in one of Bangkok's better sois there an institute for those with lesser education when they were younger. It's called 'afterskool'. Can be a bit expensive though, but good education has it's price