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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I know too much information about somethingIt’s also a guilty secret
It happened when I was sleepwalking
(Which was a result of terrible parenting)
It got me fired from my job
I was informed of my sacking on my Family Holidays
By the Council. Cunts
Depressed, I drank meths
And lost a bit of bodily control. (Pfft)
My crazy relatives didn’t help
All they cared about was why I was late (and strangely quiet) for the family dinner
They didn’t understand my trauma that I’d just witnessed the most horrific thing I’d ever seen
It was also the worst sex I ever had…
With one of my pets…at least I THOUGHT it was one of my pets
Turns out it was a case of mistaken identity. I was arrested and imprisoned. I thought I was doing them a favour.
And that’s the thanks I got.
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