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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."
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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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Don't drink in the place you work
Sadly, I seem to keep forgetting this important piece of advice....
1) Easter holidays at uni, I stayed to work. On a sunday night off, decided to go out drinking with one of my few friends had also stayed behind. After much tequilla-based cocktails and tequilla, decided it would be a good idea to go to where I worked.... Woke up the next day on the floor outside my bedroom door in halls covered in blood and mayonnaise.... Apparently I had got hammered in the club where I worked, made a fool of myself, been put in a bin, sexually harrassed a doorman, bought my friend chips with mayonnaise as a thank you for driving me home. Whilst driving home, had insisted to said friend that he should eat his chips while I held the wheel for him. He told me to throw the chips out of the window. So I did.
The window was shut.
The blood was my own fault, dropped a pint glass whilst getting a drink of water in my kitchen, then proceeded to walk over the broken glass....
And cherry VKs just destroyed the bath....
2) A few weeks ago I had a rare Friday off, so what started out as a bottle of wine at home with my housemate turned in to going to the SU club on campus where drink were £2 for 2... ended up in the club where I worked (different one), much Jagermeister was consumed, moshing partaken... little memory apart from throwing up in a bin and crying hysterically at the end of the night with all the doorstaff laughing at me. I am now known as "Bin Girl"... The Shame.
( , Wed 3 Dec 2008, 20:51, Reply)
Sadly, I seem to keep forgetting this important piece of advice....
1) Easter holidays at uni, I stayed to work. On a sunday night off, decided to go out drinking with one of my few friends had also stayed behind. After much tequilla-based cocktails and tequilla, decided it would be a good idea to go to where I worked.... Woke up the next day on the floor outside my bedroom door in halls covered in blood and mayonnaise.... Apparently I had got hammered in the club where I worked, made a fool of myself, been put in a bin, sexually harrassed a doorman, bought my friend chips with mayonnaise as a thank you for driving me home. Whilst driving home, had insisted to said friend that he should eat his chips while I held the wheel for him. He told me to throw the chips out of the window. So I did.
The window was shut.
The blood was my own fault, dropped a pint glass whilst getting a drink of water in my kitchen, then proceeded to walk over the broken glass....
And cherry VKs just destroyed the bath....
2) A few weeks ago I had a rare Friday off, so what started out as a bottle of wine at home with my housemate turned in to going to the SU club on campus where drink were £2 for 2... ended up in the club where I worked (different one), much Jagermeister was consumed, moshing partaken... little memory apart from throwing up in a bin and crying hysterically at the end of the night with all the doorstaff laughing at me. I am now known as "Bin Girl"... The Shame.
( , Wed 3 Dec 2008, 20:51, Reply)
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