
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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..So I'd just finished some "Learn Italian' CDs and was feeling confident about the basics..
We were in Venice, meandering and floating round on a sea of delicious snacks, treats, and glasses of wine.
Said small glasses of wine go by the venetian vernacular of 'umbra', as in shade/shadow.
We wandered into this small bar, which was empty apart from us and the barman, a spit of the main singer in 'Right said Fred' (is it Fred?). Obviously gay.
Which probably explains, why, in my best Italian, I asked for "due hombre" (two men - not even in bloody Italian) instead.
"Due hombre eh?" He leared suggestively.
Sigh. Of all the places..
( , Wed 3 Dec 2008, 10:28, Reply)
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