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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Hi There!
My Wifes Family are really weird...
Now as a young man, it was taken as an inviolate rule that the only people allowed to shag in my Dad's house were my Mam and Dad.
My Parents aren't religious, it's just that my Dad liked spoiling stuff for me.
My GF (now Wife)'s family were a lot more understanding, in that we could do whatever we liked, as long as Mammo and Daddo (Grandparents) never found out.
As we were Welsh, and living in a village, people walked in and out of people's houses continuously. Something I never got the hang of (I was a 'townie' from 'that Swansea' and didn't understand they ways of honest, simple country folk)
So one Saturday I am in bed with my 18yo GF, when we hear "don't go in Jacqui's room, she's not up yet", then with a bit of panic "Micmac is there, don't do in", the door opens and I dive under the covers, hiding like a 4 year old.
Moments pass, then the covers are drawn back.
I look up at the frankly flabbergasted face of Mammo, and I say the first thing that comes into my head...Hi There! (like the start of Big Time by Peter Gabriel, fake US accent and everything).
"What you doing under there Micmac?" "errr....things?"
Mammo went home, and it was never spoken of again.
( , Sun 30 Nov 2008, 8:01, 1 reply)
My Wifes Family are really weird...
Now as a young man, it was taken as an inviolate rule that the only people allowed to shag in my Dad's house were my Mam and Dad.
My Parents aren't religious, it's just that my Dad liked spoiling stuff for me.
My GF (now Wife)'s family were a lot more understanding, in that we could do whatever we liked, as long as Mammo and Daddo (Grandparents) never found out.
As we were Welsh, and living in a village, people walked in and out of people's houses continuously. Something I never got the hang of (I was a 'townie' from 'that Swansea' and didn't understand they ways of honest, simple country folk)
So one Saturday I am in bed with my 18yo GF, when we hear "don't go in Jacqui's room, she's not up yet", then with a bit of panic "Micmac is there, don't do in", the door opens and I dive under the covers, hiding like a 4 year old.
Moments pass, then the covers are drawn back.
I look up at the frankly flabbergasted face of Mammo, and I say the first thing that comes into my head...Hi There! (like the start of Big Time by Peter Gabriel, fake US accent and everything).
"What you doing under there Micmac?" "errr....things?"
Mammo went home, and it was never spoken of again.
( , Sun 30 Nov 2008, 8:01, 1 reply)
What is it about Welsh families?
Mine are from Barry (yes, I'm sorry, I know this makes me a chav by blood) and when they come to see me and Mr Maladicta later on they will go through everything.
*hides Sex and the City boxset, condoms, fattening food, fluffeh cuffs, and bank statements*
( , Sun 30 Nov 2008, 9:23, closed)
Mine are from Barry (yes, I'm sorry, I know this makes me a chav by blood) and when they come to see me and Mr Maladicta later on they will go through everything.
*hides Sex and the City boxset, condoms, fattening food, fluffeh cuffs, and bank statements*
( , Sun 30 Nov 2008, 9:23, closed)
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