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Chickenlady winces, "I told a Hugh Grant/Divine Brown joke to my dad, pretending that Ms Brown was chewing gum so she'd be more American. Instead I just appeared to be still giving the blow-job. Even as I'm writing this I'm cringing inside."
Tell us your cringeworthy stories of embarrassment. Go on, you're amongst friends here...
( , Thu 27 Nov 2008, 18:58)
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It's a generally accepted fact that 'your mum' jokes are the highest form of humour. My brother and I take particular joy in worrying people by cracking them to each other.
When I lived at my old flat, they were de rigueur. I habitually cracked them to my close friends, we all had a good laugh about it.
I was at a gig in April (The Breeders, if anyone cares) and a good friend of mine said something sarcastic to me- something along the lines of 'when are you moving back [to the central belt]?'
Naturally, I responded with 'When's your mum moving back?'
At that point, I realised her mum had died of cancer around ten years ago.
*takes large forceps, removes foot from mouth*
( , Fri 28 Nov 2008, 0:11, Reply)
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