Cringe!
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."
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( , Thu 27 Nov 2008, 18:58)
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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That stuff is the drink of dreams
the things we got up to in Prague when I was 17 because of that wonderful wonderful stuff have never been topped.
( , Fri 28 Nov 2008, 9:35, 1 reply)
the things we got up to in Prague when I was 17 because of that wonderful wonderful stuff have never been topped.
( , Fri 28 Nov 2008, 9:35, 1 reply)
It is lovely stuff once you get used to it
My mate's parents sent me over my own litre bottle (only half left now) 'cos they like me - when I first met them I was on crutches with a broken ankle, so they call me 'hoppy'. They've even tried setting me up with their daughter...
( , Fri 28 Nov 2008, 10:39, closed)
My mate's parents sent me over my own litre bottle (only half left now) 'cos they like me - when I first met them I was on crutches with a broken ankle, so they call me 'hoppy'. They've even tried setting me up with their daughter...
( , Fri 28 Nov 2008, 10:39, closed)
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