
Have you ever said something and wished the ground would open up and swallow you? Tell us your tales of social embarrassment.
Thanks to BraynDedd for the suggestion
( , Thu 16 Aug 2012, 14:12)
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When I was a kid, we would visit my cousin’s house down in Bolton from time to time. One day, while down there, we all went to this park which had a mini zoo and a fairly big adventure play ground type thing.
I was happily running round like a loon then climbed to the top of fort, I looked down and seen my cousin playing in a sand pit as he was a few years younger than me.
I decided to run full pelt towards him, grab his shoulders and make a loud noise similar to that a Wookie would make if he had wiped his arse with a chilli toilet paper.
He turns around and I realise he is not my cousin, and his mother had been sat on the bench watching the whole thing. I think my exact words were “wrong kid” and I span around and ran off.
( , Sat 18 Aug 2012, 18:12, 6 replies)

I'm not sure where you went to school ... somewhere upward of Bolton presumably ... but whichever sheep-shagging sleeve-tugger told you that this is what constitutes a story clearly wasn't a teacher. It was probably Ian Brady. Why oh why did they have to be caught so soon?
( , Sat 18 Aug 2012, 18:55, closed)
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