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( , Wed 14 Jan 2004, 13:01)
Each week we ask a question. The idea is to generate material that's:
* interesting to read, i.e. we won't get bored of reading the answers after about 10 of them
* not been asked on this site before
* fun to answer
What would you like to ask? (We've left this question open - so feel free to drop in ideas anytime.)
( , Wed 14 Jan 2004, 13:01)
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Embarrassing ends to an otherwise romantic/sexual encounter...
Once upon a weekend I was stupid enough to indulge in an act of drunken ruderies with a guy from work, and somehow I had (possibly due to vast amounts of inhibition-numbing dutch courage) managed to convince aforementioned bloke that I was in fact some kind of brazen sex goddess.
Needless to say, upto this point things were going swimmingly.
That is, until it is time for me to leave...
After donning the previous nights' killer heels I head for the door and, preparing myself for a lingering made-for-the-movies style goodbye... promptly go arse over tit down his stairs almost killing his cat in the process.
I wouldn't invite me back...
The worst part is I can still see the look of sheer terror on poor moggy's face as my arse came hurtling towards it...
What ways have you managed to royally screw up an almost beautiful moment??
( , Sun 4 Feb 2007, 21:07, Reply)
Once upon a weekend I was stupid enough to indulge in an act of drunken ruderies with a guy from work, and somehow I had (possibly due to vast amounts of inhibition-numbing dutch courage) managed to convince aforementioned bloke that I was in fact some kind of brazen sex goddess.
Needless to say, upto this point things were going swimmingly.
That is, until it is time for me to leave...
After donning the previous nights' killer heels I head for the door and, preparing myself for a lingering made-for-the-movies style goodbye... promptly go arse over tit down his stairs almost killing his cat in the process.
I wouldn't invite me back...
The worst part is I can still see the look of sheer terror on poor moggy's face as my arse came hurtling towards it...
What ways have you managed to royally screw up an almost beautiful moment??
( , Sun 4 Feb 2007, 21:07, Reply)
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