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Cawl wrote two years ago, "People seem to have a knack for walking in at just the wrong time:
"Well, my clothes got wet, so did his... Yes, officer, huddling together to conserve body heat... Yes officer, he's five... No Officer... I'm not his Dad."

What have you done that, in retrospect, you'd really rather nobody had seen, mostly as things just get worse the more you try to explain it?

(, Thu 9 Dec 2010, 21:56)
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Not funny, but actually true
I am so very glad the following happened, because I got to utter the line "babes, this isn't how it looks!"

Way back when I first started living with my now-wife, she was still a student. One weekend, it was the 21st birthday of one of her classmates, so a big night out was planned.

There were 9 of these student lasses and me heading out this night and a theme was decided on - they were all dressed as nuns and I was dressed as a priest. This isn't particularly relevant, but it sets the scene.

So much drinking comenced, cheap fizz was drunk in our flat, shots were downed in a nearby bar and then we wobbled to a student-haunt club (5th Av in manchester) where more booze was thrown down our necks.

As is innevitable in these cases, I needed to wee after a while, so staggered to the bogs. In this particular club, they had unisex toilets. So I wobbled past the line of girls doing their make-up at the mirrors and went into one of the cubicles and relieved myself.

When I came out of said cubicle, my drunken hands had extreme difficulty in doing up my belt. I couldn't do it at all, in fact. I stood near the sinks for a little while and tried to get my belt through it's buckle. No dice.

After a couple of minutes, one of the lasses at the sinks tutted, rolled her eyes and said "Come here, softlad" and tried to do my belt up for me. She also had difficulty, so squatted down in front of me to get a better look at what the problem was and had another go.

At this point, my wife walked in and saw me stood there, with some random student lass squatting down in front of me, fiddling with my jeans.

At which point I got to utter the immortal line mentioned at the start of this story...

God's honest!
(, Fri 10 Dec 2010, 10:50, 5 replies)
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But was she fit?
(, Fri 10 Dec 2010, 11:09, closed)
Yup, she was.
I did have me full-strength beer goggles on though. So she could have minged mercilessly.
(, Fri 10 Dec 2010, 11:11, closed)
Ahhh, 5th ave
I believe they've got rid of the unisex loos now.
(, Fri 10 Dec 2010, 13:48, closed)
Erm...
... not wholey sure it was actually 5th Av - this was nearly 10 years ago and I was a little bit squiffy by the time we got there.
(, Fri 10 Dec 2010, 15:50, closed)
5th Ave
Went there last night, same with epinephrine no unisex toilets.
The only place i've seen so far with unisex toilets are pubs/clubs in canal street.
(, Fri 10 Dec 2010, 16:22, closed)

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