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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On Shaky Ground
One Christmas me, my brother and my uncle were out doing a bit of last minute shopping. Laden down with many heavy bags of chrimbo pressies for our loved ones we all trundled through a very wintery Newcastle back to the car. Sadly, my uncle suffers from Parkinson's disease which affects his ability to walk so the meander back was quite a slow trek. Despite the illness my uncle still insists on driving so when we eventually made it back to the car he spent an inordinate amount of time fishing his keys out of his pockets and then fumbling around trying to get them into the lock.
"Christ, I can't stop shaking!" He said by way of explanation.
"The parkinson's acting up?" My brother asked.
"No. I'm just bloody freezing!"
My brother's face wasn't until at least the new year.
( , Sun 30 Nov 2008, 18:03, Reply)
One Christmas me, my brother and my uncle were out doing a bit of last minute shopping. Laden down with many heavy bags of chrimbo pressies for our loved ones we all trundled through a very wintery Newcastle back to the car. Sadly, my uncle suffers from Parkinson's disease which affects his ability to walk so the meander back was quite a slow trek. Despite the illness my uncle still insists on driving so when we eventually made it back to the car he spent an inordinate amount of time fishing his keys out of his pockets and then fumbling around trying to get them into the lock.
"Christ, I can't stop shaking!" He said by way of explanation.
"The parkinson's acting up?" My brother asked.
"No. I'm just bloody freezing!"
My brother's face wasn't until at least the new year.
( , Sun 30 Nov 2008, 18:03, Reply)
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