
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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the various girls into whose family homes I have stealthily infiltrated (one with a grappling hook and a knotted rope, no less), I can't think of a single one whose parents wouldn't have beaten me with the nearest heavy object if they'd caught me the way you were.
So, while I have to cringe on your behalf, I'm impressed that there are parents that blase in the world. Have a click.
( , Fri 28 Nov 2008, 9:54, 1 reply)

no idea who that is. But it wasn't as exciting as having a grappling gun - she dropped it out of her window for me to climb up so I "wouldn't wake her parents" who had their room just down the hall.
Why I scrabbled my way up over plastic siding and whatever you call that surface that is rocks set into concrete to then haul myself over a windowsill rather than just take my shoes off and sneak through the house is something that now eludes me.
( , Fri 28 Nov 2008, 22:19, closed)

If I looked like that, I'd get the sprinklers turned on rather than the rope dropped. ;)
( , Sat 29 Nov 2008, 9:10, closed)
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