
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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My old band supported the Stranglers once. This was just after Hugh had left and they were playing a bunch of smaller venues in order to break in the new singer. After the show we blagged our way into the backstage room to meet them.
So there I was, sat with 2 of my bandmates sharing a spliff with JJ Burnell. Pretty cool, huh? Well, being somewhat shy and also a little awestruck by the whole thing, I actually hardly said a word, whilst my 2 bandmates chatted easily with JJ.
When it came time for us to leave, we all filed out, shaking hands with the band as we went. I was last to leave but I was determined that I was going to have at least *some* kind of conversation with JJ before the opportunity was gone forever.
So as I shook his hand, the only thing I could muster up was -
"great bass sound, er...mate"
He just turned and walked off.
(still, at least I got to play through JJs bass rig, which was fackin awesome!)
( , Wed 3 Dec 2008, 21:04, Reply)
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