Too much informationRakky writes "A friend of mine, when quizzed why she was late to the pub, announced 'I was at accident and emergency, having a stuck tampon removed. They had to have a right old dig around for it.' Suffice to say, no one was interested in their Scampi Fries after that."
When have you shared just that little too much?
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chthonic, Thu 6 Sep 2007, 10:09)
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Not me, but--My friend--Hanibal is his name, was recounting his sexual conquests loudly in a packed pub:
"...Did I ever tell you about when my grandma walked in to see my brown ass pounding her rear vigorously while her wrists and ankles were cuffed to the bedposts?"
Errr, no, but I've got the picture now, thanks.
This may not be too bad, but the parents seem to think that every mealtime is the ideal occasion to talk about diarrhoea, indigestion, hocking up gobs of mucous, etc.
At this rate I think someone would have to slap a bloody mangled spleen on my plate before I'd get put off a meal.
(, Fri 7 Sep 2007, 18:18, Reply)
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