It's Not What It Looks Like!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?
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chthonic, Thu 9 Dec 2010, 21:56)
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Back when I was an English teacherI was talking about gangs and such, and mentioned the "gang" I had been in as a youngster. We basically hung out in one boy's shed, which we adorned with heavy metal posters, smoked illicit cigarettes and thought we were well cool. (We were 10). We also had a radio, which I referred to as a "tranny" - short for transistor, a pretty common epithet.
But the kids thought I was talking about a transvestite. From then on they regularly asked if I knew any trannys, if I kept them in my shed and what I did with them.
Little buggers.
(, Sat 11 Dec 2010, 1:55, 1 reply)
I once fell into a similar trapI mentioned, while on the phone to a colleague, that I'd heard some news on the tranny - she thought I was talking about a cross-dresser who shared my office.
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Snappyuk gets BIGGER with free sample., Mon 13 Dec 2010, 9:42,
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