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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I am Napoleon!
The guy I was seeing, we'll call him P, was recently sectioned due to a bout of mania, something to do with the fact he is bi-polar (I didn't know this, long story). I didn't want to break up with him whilst he was in the bin, so went along to visit and Show I Cared with his brother and his brother's future wife. There is a smoking area in the unit, surrounded by glass so that the nurses and wotnot can keep an eye on you, which is where we were led to during the visiting hours.
P was still very manic and ranting about the Catholic Church and agents sent to destroy him, when I noticed out of the corner of my eye, his brother removing his jumper and t-shirt, before putting his jumper back on, with t-shirt over the top. I was about to enquire as to why he was giving the ward a peep show when he began screaming 'I am Napoleon, I AM NAPOLEON' at the top of his lungs.
Cringe worthy? If the doors hadn't have been locked, I would have run a fecking mile.
( , Fri 28 Nov 2008, 13:56, Reply)
The guy I was seeing, we'll call him P, was recently sectioned due to a bout of mania, something to do with the fact he is bi-polar (I didn't know this, long story). I didn't want to break up with him whilst he was in the bin, so went along to visit and Show I Cared with his brother and his brother's future wife. There is a smoking area in the unit, surrounded by glass so that the nurses and wotnot can keep an eye on you, which is where we were led to during the visiting hours.
P was still very manic and ranting about the Catholic Church and agents sent to destroy him, when I noticed out of the corner of my eye, his brother removing his jumper and t-shirt, before putting his jumper back on, with t-shirt over the top. I was about to enquire as to why he was giving the ward a peep show when he began screaming 'I am Napoleon, I AM NAPOLEON' at the top of his lungs.
Cringe worthy? If the doors hadn't have been locked, I would have run a fecking mile.
( , Fri 28 Nov 2008, 13:56, Reply)
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