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."
Tell us your cringeworthy stories of embarrassment. Go on, you're amongst friends here...
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chthonic, Thu 27 Nov 2008, 18:58)
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*parp*It was a crisp December afternoon 3 years ago, when it happened.
You see, I was away out with my dad and sister, the idea being that if we helped him shop for our mum, we'd be taken for coffee galore.
Well, our mum loves her slippers, and where else do you get slippers but Marks and Spencers?
We've all heard the jokes - skidmarks already in the pants, blah blah.
I'm sad to say that as we were going up the escalator (travelator), my father was unfortunate to let rip. It was a tall escalator, and fairly heaving giving it was Crimbo time.
The index of identification of a good fart is (i'm sure you would all agree) the number of passers-by you can make dry heave.
Dad managed 7.
The smell, oh god, that smell.
*cringe*
*dies a little inside*
PS: We got to the car, and found out that he had in fact sharted. :(
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ExcellentLast sentence - *smacks lips*.
Um... Not at the idea of someone sharting, you understand.
Click!
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CaptainCrackerjack live trout, slow motion, Tue 2 Dec 2008, 21:50,
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