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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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When I was in the Sixth Form at school a friend of mine, not content with doing five A Levels (he ended up sitting six), decided to direct and produce a play (I think it was Pinter or something similar). I wasn't allowed to join the cast as I already had a large part (fnarr!) in the main school production, but he needed a prompter so I ended up sitting in the wings with the script both nights.
Anyway, once it was finished there was a small party for cast and crew, with nibbles and wine (a bigger deal at a boarding school in the 1980s than it would be now). I liberally helped myself to the latter, which meant that when the time came for a group photo I somehow thought it would be hilarious to sit next to the pretty female lead - who I barely knew - and "mime" kissing her on the cheek. On Every Single Photo.
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