When I met the parents
When my g/f first met my parents for lunch, my Dad leant over and ate food off her plate. My mother was mortified, I was a bit confused, she thought it was wonderfull and that she'd been accepted.
We at B3ta are sure you've had worse than this though... tell us all about it.
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 13:27)
When my g/f first met my parents for lunch, my Dad leant over and ate food off her plate. My mother was mortified, I was a bit confused, she thought it was wonderfull and that she'd been accepted.
We at B3ta are sure you've had worse than this though... tell us all about it.
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 13:27)
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Not me...
but a guy I know. I dunno, he may have been pulling my leg, it soulnds like one of those walkman/wanking/mum/tea stories but it's funny anyway.
So, this guy goes around to his new girl's parents place for the first time, a big pad in the countryside. They all sit down to lunch in the conservatory and ten minutes in he needs a poo-poo, so he excuses himself and goes upstairs. He finds the dunny, clips off about a foot of dirty spine and then flushes the toilet. But when he looks again his big sweaty loaf is still in the pan! Of course, he's mortified so he flushes again. And again. After one last time, he's in a fit of panic about this still-born foal of a turd that refuses to flush away so he gathers up a wad of toilet paper, wraps it around his hand and grabs the offending brown trout from the pan. Still panicking, he opens the bathroom window and hurls it out into the garden. 'Job done, nice one Matt!' he says to himself as he goes back to finish his lunch. He's surprised to see the family looking so dumbstruck and appalled as he re-enters until he looks up at the roof of the conservatory. And there it is, splat on the glass ceiling, with a trail of brown water dribbling from it. Legend.
And my friend Ben had a wonderful time at his new girl's pad in London, and he reverses down the drive to go home the next day and tears the wing-mirror off her dad's brand new Porsche 911. Scarpered straight away, of course.
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 13:59, Reply)
but a guy I know. I dunno, he may have been pulling my leg, it soulnds like one of those walkman/wanking/mum/tea stories but it's funny anyway.
So, this guy goes around to his new girl's parents place for the first time, a big pad in the countryside. They all sit down to lunch in the conservatory and ten minutes in he needs a poo-poo, so he excuses himself and goes upstairs. He finds the dunny, clips off about a foot of dirty spine and then flushes the toilet. But when he looks again his big sweaty loaf is still in the pan! Of course, he's mortified so he flushes again. And again. After one last time, he's in a fit of panic about this still-born foal of a turd that refuses to flush away so he gathers up a wad of toilet paper, wraps it around his hand and grabs the offending brown trout from the pan. Still panicking, he opens the bathroom window and hurls it out into the garden. 'Job done, nice one Matt!' he says to himself as he goes back to finish his lunch. He's surprised to see the family looking so dumbstruck and appalled as he re-enters until he looks up at the roof of the conservatory. And there it is, splat on the glass ceiling, with a trail of brown water dribbling from it. Legend.
And my friend Ben had a wonderful time at his new girl's pad in London, and he reverses down the drive to go home the next day and tears the wing-mirror off her dad's brand new Porsche 911. Scarpered straight away, of course.
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 13:59, Reply)
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