OMG, that's a mental image horrible beyond even my small-hours, brain-dead conception. Actually, I think it was excluded at the time by the quality of horror in the utterance, which wasn't really off the scale enough to justify anything so grim.

Reading this back, I notice a certain ambiguity. I am, of course, talking about Fish throwing up in the Evil Landlord's ear, not my future, although I am willing to admit that there may be certain parallels easily observable to the naked eye.