Foot in Mouth Syndrome II
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)
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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Are we all just a bunch of people that can make a bomb, and say stupid things at inappropriate times?
From the last QOTW to this weeks I've realised that the vast majority of us posting on this site are slightly insane.
Which immediately brings to mind another incident, many many many moons ago I was being dragged around the shops with the other half. It was boring. She wasn't very 'girly' but wanted a few bits and pieces, some bed sheets, and some girly gunk from boots.
We'd got the sheets, or towels, or whatever it was, we're perusing the aisles of boots, as many men know this is delightful, the most fabulous experience of a saturday morning so you try to cheer yourself up so that you can get into the pub.
My ex was of French origin, contrary to popular belief she was not hairy, so we were looking for those tiny bikini waxing strips, so in my mind, perusing the shelves, in a packed London boots, I decided to out loud start saying 'moustache moustache moustache - nope, can't see them love' 'oh here they are!'. Luckily she thought it slightly funny.
However, when she suffered from constipation, at the pharmacy with her speaking to the pharmacist telling the gentleman her symptoms to get the relevant medication, she did not find me bursting out laughing particularly funny. That was the start of the end of that relationship.
( , Tue 21 Aug 2012, 16:40, 1 reply)
From the last QOTW to this weeks I've realised that the vast majority of us posting on this site are slightly insane.
Which immediately brings to mind another incident, many many many moons ago I was being dragged around the shops with the other half. It was boring. She wasn't very 'girly' but wanted a few bits and pieces, some bed sheets, and some girly gunk from boots.
We'd got the sheets, or towels, or whatever it was, we're perusing the aisles of boots, as many men know this is delightful, the most fabulous experience of a saturday morning so you try to cheer yourself up so that you can get into the pub.
My ex was of French origin, contrary to popular belief she was not hairy, so we were looking for those tiny bikini waxing strips, so in my mind, perusing the shelves, in a packed London boots, I decided to out loud start saying 'moustache moustache moustache - nope, can't see them love' 'oh here they are!'. Luckily she thought it slightly funny.
However, when she suffered from constipation, at the pharmacy with her speaking to the pharmacist telling the gentleman her symptoms to get the relevant medication, she did not find me bursting out laughing particularly funny. That was the start of the end of that relationship.
( , Tue 21 Aug 2012, 16:40, 1 reply)
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