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Rakky 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?
( , Thu 6 Sep 2007, 10:09)
Rakky 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?
( , Thu 6 Sep 2007, 10:09)
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His best shorts and all...
My very first and very last lads holiday away was somewhere off the coast of Spain that could have possibly been Grand Canaria, but I can't be sure - it was that drunken a holiday.
There was a group of 8 of us, in ages from 20 to I think 44, sharing two shitty apartments. One morning after a particularly heavy night (we'd just rocked up home at about 9 in the morning) a couple of the more senior guys decide to start having a fart contest. We'd had a curry the night before as well.
Cue the oldest, and sadly far from wisest of the group, dropping his trousers to reveal a pair of Pink Panther boxers (as in his words, he didn't want his jeans coming between us and his guff) and he promptly let rip. He then went red, grabbed his arse and tried to shuffle as dignified as possible out of the room whilst repeating this mantra; "I've shit meself, in me best boxers and all, I've shit meself...". Far TMI for everyone whose eyes were then drawn to the trail he left on exiting.
( , Sun 9 Sep 2007, 15:57, Reply)
My very first and very last lads holiday away was somewhere off the coast of Spain that could have possibly been Grand Canaria, but I can't be sure - it was that drunken a holiday.
There was a group of 8 of us, in ages from 20 to I think 44, sharing two shitty apartments. One morning after a particularly heavy night (we'd just rocked up home at about 9 in the morning) a couple of the more senior guys decide to start having a fart contest. We'd had a curry the night before as well.
Cue the oldest, and sadly far from wisest of the group, dropping his trousers to reveal a pair of Pink Panther boxers (as in his words, he didn't want his jeans coming between us and his guff) and he promptly let rip. He then went red, grabbed his arse and tried to shuffle as dignified as possible out of the room whilst repeating this mantra; "I've shit meself, in me best boxers and all, I've shit meself...". Far TMI for everyone whose eyes were then drawn to the trail he left on exiting.
( , Sun 9 Sep 2007, 15:57, Reply)
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