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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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An unexpected shag
A mate of mine was renting his house out to a couple while he worked abroad.

He asked me to pick up his post every now and then and forward it on to him.

His tennents didn't seem to mind and we became friends.

One Friday night I popped over to pick his post up (I'd been single for a while so not much planned) and the couple invited me over for beer and curry, with a mate of theirs who was soon to arrive.

She was good fun but not really my type, and we all ended up spending the evening drinking a serious amounts of shots - which I rarely touch.

It got to around 1:30am - I felt utterly hammered so made my excuses to wander home but they all INSISTED they walk me home. I knew I was pretty pissed, but I really wasn't THAT bad. But fine by me.

It was only 5 minute walk back to my place and we chatted all the way, mainly me and the girl.

Anyway, we get 100 yards from my front door and I realise that the couple were halfway up the road and it was just me and their friend - I'd been totally setup.

Got to the front door and just said "Err ... well, I'm off to bed now - you can join me if you like!"

"OK" - And she did.

Fair enough thinks me.

Pretty quickly we're upstairs in bed, groping around etc and suddenly I feel VERY sick.

I turn to her and say "Erm ... I'm really sorry but I think I'm going to be sick" and hop off to the loo.

Amazingly, when I get back, she's still game, so we carry on where we'd left off.

5 mnutes later:

"Erm ... I'm really, sorry, but I think I'm going to be sick again ..." - and off I trot.

When I get back, all I really want to do is pass out so I give up my efforts (though I did wake up a few hours later and slip her one)

Next morning I was still totally pissed, walked her back to her mates house and ingnore the messages on the phone asking to meet up again ... Eeek!
(, Sun 30 Nov 2008, 23:44, Reply)

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