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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Ewwww!!!!Many years ago, I used to work with a load of drinkers in Oxford. Between drinking bouts, we did a bit of arseing around with computers. One of our number was a determined Scot called Richard. Of course, there were the usual stories of what he wore under his kilt. Rumour had it that he favoured leather Y-fronts.
But it was not so... At one party, he turned up in a kilt. And the young(ish) lady I was seeing wanted to know what he had on underneath. I, naturally, didn't. But sadly, she and a friend managed to ambush him, and pull up his kilt. Did I mention he was ginger? Well, I found out that night that the Y-front rumours were false, he was a real firecrotch, and that mental floss can't clean that out of your mind!
Eww!
(, Fri 7 Sep 2007, 22:40, Reply)
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