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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Thinking back to my first day of primary school...
My teacher, Mrs Ray, was walking my class from one part of the school to another. In order to encourage bonding betwixt pupils each student was paired up with another student and made to hold hands.
This was all going swimmingly until it got to me, and my teacher paired me up with Jennifer...now, at the time, there was literally nothing worse for me to do as a four year old boy, than hold hands with a stinking smelly girl! I wanted to hold hands with Steve, my mate that id known for a year or so (my only mate at the time). I was having none of it, so initally i refused. But Mrs Ray came over and MADE us hold hands. By this point I had had enough, so i did what every rational 4 year old boy in the same situation would have done and stomped down hard on my teachers foot.
Needless to say my mother got a phonecall, on my very first day of school about her agressive son. And now Jennifer is hot as fuck...it could have been the start of something beeeeeeeutiful. But instead I now have to live with the memory being a total douche on my first day at school - jeeeesh!
( , Fri 28 Nov 2008, 10:38, 1 reply)
My teacher, Mrs Ray, was walking my class from one part of the school to another. In order to encourage bonding betwixt pupils each student was paired up with another student and made to hold hands.
This was all going swimmingly until it got to me, and my teacher paired me up with Jennifer...now, at the time, there was literally nothing worse for me to do as a four year old boy, than hold hands with a stinking smelly girl! I wanted to hold hands with Steve, my mate that id known for a year or so (my only mate at the time). I was having none of it, so initally i refused. But Mrs Ray came over and MADE us hold hands. By this point I had had enough, so i did what every rational 4 year old boy in the same situation would have done and stomped down hard on my teachers foot.
Needless to say my mother got a phonecall, on my very first day of school about her agressive son. And now Jennifer is hot as fuck...it could have been the start of something beeeeeeeutiful. But instead I now have to live with the memory being a total douche on my first day at school - jeeeesh!
( , Fri 28 Nov 2008, 10:38, 1 reply)
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