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...
( , 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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Texting mishaps!
Thus far I've only had one, but that was enough.
In the early days of our relationship, the Lunatic Artist and I lived a fair distance apart. We often sent rather pornographic texts to each others' phones, saying what we wanted to do the next time we met.
One night I was in one such exchange when I happened to get a message from someone else at the same time. Somehow a very explicit text got sent out to the wrong number.
The number in question was to the wife of one of my best friends.
She still gives me shit about that one.
( , Tue 2 Dec 2008, 19:15, 6 replies)
Thus far I've only had one, but that was enough.
In the early days of our relationship, the Lunatic Artist and I lived a fair distance apart. We often sent rather pornographic texts to each others' phones, saying what we wanted to do the next time we met.
One night I was in one such exchange when I happened to get a message from someone else at the same time. Somehow a very explicit text got sent out to the wrong number.
The number in question was to the wife of one of my best friends.
She still gives me shit about that one.
( , Tue 2 Dec 2008, 19:15, 6 replies)
Same thing happened to me
I was drunk though. I think it went in social networking gaffs.
( , Tue 2 Dec 2008, 19:20, closed)
I was drunk though. I think it went in social networking gaffs.
( , Tue 2 Dec 2008, 19:20, closed)
and so do I!
This is one of my favorite "cringe" moments of yours - you seem to have more than your share here...
( , Tue 2 Dec 2008, 19:21, closed)
This is one of my favorite "cringe" moments of yours - you seem to have more than your share here...
( , Tue 2 Dec 2008, 19:21, closed)
I'm just glad
that she saw the humor in that one. It could have been REALLY bad.
When she started laughing so much about it at our next dinner, though, I did want to die somewhere...
( , Tue 2 Dec 2008, 19:28, closed)
that she saw the humor in that one. It could have been REALLY bad.
When she started laughing so much about it at our next dinner, though, I did want to die somewhere...
( , Tue 2 Dec 2008, 19:28, closed)
I've had this....
......my phone stores names last name first. I've sent filth to my fiances twin on a few occasions.
Mostly accidentally.
( , Tue 2 Dec 2008, 19:36, closed)
......my phone stores names last name first. I've sent filth to my fiances twin on a few occasions.
Mostly accidentally.
( , Tue 2 Dec 2008, 19:36, closed)
in this case
it really was an accident.
The girl in question is tall and slender and pretty, and I won't deny that I find her to be rather sexy. But at the same time, this was the wife of one of my best friends. That's the sort of thing that can get a man beaten.
When we got together next, she was laughing like hell about it, and I still wanted to drop through the floor. My mate saw my reaction and finally managed to get her to realize that it was making me uncomfortable (to say the least), but it didn't stop her from still occasionally smirking and exchanging knowing glances with the Lunatic Artist...
gah.
( , Tue 2 Dec 2008, 19:46, closed)
it really was an accident.
The girl in question is tall and slender and pretty, and I won't deny that I find her to be rather sexy. But at the same time, this was the wife of one of my best friends. That's the sort of thing that can get a man beaten.
When we got together next, she was laughing like hell about it, and I still wanted to drop through the floor. My mate saw my reaction and finally managed to get her to realize that it was making me uncomfortable (to say the least), but it didn't stop her from still occasionally smirking and exchanging knowing glances with the Lunatic Artist...
gah.
( , Tue 2 Dec 2008, 19:46, closed)
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