The wife was cringing more than me
I have a number of incidents that are cringe worthy and if I get the time I will hopefully add them up later this week. Thought I will kick mine off with one that the wife is sick of hearing when we meet my family.

Around 5 years ago we were at my brothers 21st birthday party, a bbq at my parents house with a shitload of alcohol. My wife has never known when she has had enough to drink and over the course of the evening she became monumentally wasted. I have seen her badly drunk but this has to be the worst she has ever been, so bad that we couldn’t make the 10 -15 minute walk home and had to stay at my parents house for the night (She passed out in the spare bedroom fully clothed so I just thought it would be the best option).

Sometime in the early hours I felt her stumble out of bed and make her way to the loo, I then stayed awake to hear her flush the toilet take a few steps and.....nothing. I jumped out of bed and ran to see if she was ok. The bathroom and the landing were empty, not a good sign. I then systematically checked the downstairs rooms to see if she had wandered down there for some reason.

It was after I checked the kitchen that I realised where she was. My wife and I had dated once before when we were 18 and when we were going out then I had the larger bedroom with my brother, but now I had left home there had been a bit of a switchover of rooms and now the large room was the bedroom where my parents slept. Think this is cringe worthy its about to get worse.

I crept into the big bedroom and sure enough there were three outlines in the bed. I thought I could make the embarrassing situation a bit well less widespread by quietly waking up my missus and sneaking her back to the guest bedroom. Wrong.

Me: Come on get up you’re in the wrong bed

Wife: (Loudly) No I’m not what are you on about?

My Mum: He’s right Monswife, this is the wrong bed

Wife: (still way too loud) Ah its ok they love me anyway don’t you Tony (My Dad)

(Wife turns over in bed and hugs my dad)

Dad: (While laughing) Yes but I think you may want to get back in your own bed now

(At this point I think my wife’s sober side must have kicked in as she suddenly said ok then night and went back to bed)

The next morning my wife couldn’t get out of bed, not because of the hangover or anything (That was pretty bad) but because of the fact that she couldn’t find her clothes. My mum found them in a pile next to their bed, which means she got totally undressed before getting in with my parents.

My missus has never lived this incident down and it was even mentioned in the best mans speech at our wedding a year later.
(mon bison powered by magnets, Fri 28 Nov 2008, 11:34, 1 reply)

This is worthy!
And your missus sounds like great entertainment :)
( Noeli overtheshoulderboulderholderthingstraplatchboobs, Sat 29 Nov 2008, 7:47, closed)