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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A few years back I went to France; nothing unusual in that is there? I was in a lovely Parisian hotel, gorgeous views etc. So this one morning Im sat there, on my room's veranda enjoying a croissante and glass of wine when *bam* some fucker takes a photo of me. Next thing I know I'm all over the internet looking like a right smug cunt.
I cringe every time.
( , Sat 29 Nov 2008, 12:19, 2 replies)
A few years back I went to France; nothing unusual in that is there? I was in a lovely Parisian hotel, gorgeous views etc. So this one morning Im sat there, on my room's veranda enjoying a croissante and glass of wine when *bam* some fucker takes a photo of me. Next thing I know I'm all over the internet looking like a right smug cunt.
I cringe every time.
( , Sat 29 Nov 2008, 12:19, 2 replies)
Through some bizarre long-forgotten chain of reasoning
my friend Tom and I ended up naming that man Lord Humphrey Smugford, billionaire croissant magnate and arch-nemesis of Mecha-Poirot.
This frequently leads to us blaming various acts of chance (delayed trains, traffic jams, etc)on the machinations of Lord Smugford, usually accompanied by an over-dramatic, fist-to-the-skies, Shatner-esque cry of "Damn you Smugfooooooooooord!"
True story.
( , Sat 29 Nov 2008, 15:00, closed)
my friend Tom and I ended up naming that man Lord Humphrey Smugford, billionaire croissant magnate and arch-nemesis of Mecha-Poirot.
This frequently leads to us blaming various acts of chance (delayed trains, traffic jams, etc)on the machinations of Lord Smugford, usually accompanied by an over-dramatic, fist-to-the-skies, Shatner-esque cry of "Damn you Smugfooooooooooord!"
True story.
( , Sat 29 Nov 2008, 15:00, closed)
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