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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Just thought of another one.
This is from years ago when I was a student up in Manchester.
I used to knock about with a girl named Kim, by knock about I mean stay in alot for a frank and thorough exchange of bodily fluids in a friendly no-ties fuck buddy kinda way.
I had a camera; this was back in the early ninetees so it was an old fashioned camera that used film. One rainy Sunday afternoon we spent the day doing the dirty (and my God, it was dirty), and taking photos.
Next day Im thinking: 'Hmmm, would like to take a looksee at these here photos, I would.'
So I marched down to the Jessops photo developing shop they had in the Arndale Centre and asked to get the thirty-six pics of complete and utter filth developed. I was a bit embarressed about the whole thing so after I paid and handed over the film, I slinked off outside to loiter for the hour it took to have the film developed.
After about twenty minutes of pissing about in the Warner Bros shop, I returned to Jessops to find...
... a small but very enthusiastic crowd had gathered... outside... the... window...
I didn't realise that the photo developing machine they had installed was in the shop window. And that as part of the display as the damn thing spewed out the freshly-developed photos they ran along a conveyor belt in the shop window so any passer by could see someone's holiday snaps, wedding, childrens birthday party, or in my case...
It was very very disturbing to have an eighty year old Mancunian woman advise me:
'You're doing it all wrong in the first ones, sonny, but you get your act together for the finale.'
Still makes me shudder...
( , Tue 2 Dec 2008, 11:01, 8 replies)
Just thought of another one.
This is from years ago when I was a student up in Manchester.
I used to knock about with a girl named Kim, by knock about I mean stay in alot for a frank and thorough exchange of bodily fluids in a friendly no-ties fuck buddy kinda way.
I had a camera; this was back in the early ninetees so it was an old fashioned camera that used film. One rainy Sunday afternoon we spent the day doing the dirty (and my God, it was dirty), and taking photos.
Next day Im thinking: 'Hmmm, would like to take a looksee at these here photos, I would.'
So I marched down to the Jessops photo developing shop they had in the Arndale Centre and asked to get the thirty-six pics of complete and utter filth developed. I was a bit embarressed about the whole thing so after I paid and handed over the film, I slinked off outside to loiter for the hour it took to have the film developed.
After about twenty minutes of pissing about in the Warner Bros shop, I returned to Jessops to find...
... a small but very enthusiastic crowd had gathered... outside... the... window...
I didn't realise that the photo developing machine they had installed was in the shop window. And that as part of the display as the damn thing spewed out the freshly-developed photos they ran along a conveyor belt in the shop window so any passer by could see someone's holiday snaps, wedding, childrens birthday party, or in my case...
It was very very disturbing to have an eighty year old Mancunian woman advise me:
'You're doing it all wrong in the first ones, sonny, but you get your act together for the finale.'
Still makes me shudder...
( , Tue 2 Dec 2008, 11:01, 8 replies)
*click*
I, on the other hand, learned how to develop my own pics. Sadly, I was a complete geek, and never had the chance to take filthy pics.
( , Tue 2 Dec 2008, 11:44, closed)
I, on the other hand, learned how to develop my own pics. Sadly, I was a complete geek, and never had the chance to take filthy pics.
( , Tue 2 Dec 2008, 11:44, closed)
Hehe
I used to get round this by developing my own in my school's photo developing lab.
The best thing was that no one was interested in photography so I used to have the entire photography budget for myself.
( , Tue 2 Dec 2008, 11:50, closed)
I used to get round this by developing my own in my school's photo developing lab.
The best thing was that no one was interested in photography so I used to have the entire photography budget for myself.
( , Tue 2 Dec 2008, 11:50, closed)
Yay!
*click*
And student, Manchester, early 90s.
We must have been to so many of the same places.
( , Tue 2 Dec 2008, 11:51, closed)
*click*
And student, Manchester, early 90s.
We must have been to so many of the same places.
( , Tue 2 Dec 2008, 11:51, closed)
Ah, the old Arndale...
Have you seen the shit-hole they've put there instead?
( , Tue 2 Dec 2008, 12:19, closed)
Have you seen the shit-hole they've put there instead?
( , Tue 2 Dec 2008, 12:19, closed)
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