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Embarrassing moments
Do you have any? I can share one i guess :P
When i moved to the U.S. in middle school, it was the first time i really had to speak english ALL the time. So my first year in middle school i didnt have much friends but i did find this girl that i liked. I would check her out and talk to her in lunch and what not. One day i was bored in class and i wrote in one of our classes "Mario was hear" instead of "Mario was here". Some weeks later the desks got switched or something and she ended up with it. During that lunch break she asked "Mario, did you write "mario was here" on a desk?"
I said "oh ya you saw that?" and she said "ya you need to learn how to spell"
I think that ruined my chances with her
i once got caught by a janitor taking a shit in someone's locker.
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| Originally posted by elFreak i once got caught by a janitor taking a shit in someone's locker. |
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| Originally posted by nchs09 "ya you need to learn how to spell" |
you can't even begin to understand where i have done number 2.
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| Originally posted by elFreak you can't even begin to understand where i have done number 2. |
this guy fucking wins ta
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| Originally posted by nchs09 Do you have any? I can share one i guess :P When i moved to the U.S. in middle school, it was the first time i really had to speak english ALL the time. So my first year in middle school i didnt have much friends but i did find this girl that i liked. I would check her out and talk to her in lunch and what not. One day i was bored in class and i wrote in one of our classes "Mario was hear" instead of "Mario was here". Some weeks later the desks got switched or something and she ended up with it. During that lunch break she asked "Mario, did you write "mario was here" on a desk?" I said "oh ya you saw that?" and she said "ya you need to learn how to spell" I think that ruined my chances with her |
my first day of middle school i fell getting out of my mom's car and all my shit was everywhere on the ground right in front of school
oh and i'll tell one on behalf of my mom. i lol really hard whenever i tell it.
she was walking some documents over to the courthouse from her office (across a busy street) and she fell in front of a bunch of cars and landed on her knees with her ass in the air and all these files in her hands and her glasses like halfway flew off her face and she was jus sitting there like "....". she said some dude rolled his window down and was like, "are u ok maam?"
she said she wanted to crawl in a hole and die.
I shit my pants doing the 100m sprint in PE when i was about 12. It was my first day in secondary school (high school to you yanks), so it was a concotion of nerves and something bad I musta eaten the night before
My friend's mom had two clay pots that she had bought in Mexico and put next to their garage, and one day one of them went missing. So she called the cops to report a theft, and the conversation went something like this:
Police: "Good morning, County Sheriff�s Office."
Mother: "Yes, I need to report a theft."
Police: "Yes ma'am, your name please?"
Mother: *gives name*
Police: "Ok ma'am, can you describe the item that was stolen?"
Mother: "Someone stole my pot!"
Police: *pause* "Your pot?"
Mother: "Yes. It was right here at my house and it is gone."
Police: "Uh-huh."
Mother: "And it wasn't cheap either! I brought that pot all the way back from Mexico!"
Police: "Uh-huh."
Mother: "I mean, I just don't understand why someone would steal someone else's pot. Why don�t they just go get their own pot?"
Police: "Uh-huh."
Mother: "Well, can you send out a patrol and have a deputy look for my pot?"
Police: "Sure. Absolutely."
Mother: "Okay, great! Thank you so much."
Police: "Um � you�re welcome."
It was only after hanging up the phone and complaining about the way the police handled the call that someone asked if she ever described her pot - THEN she realized why they hadn't taken the conversation very seriously.
once i was dancing with this girl at a club, pretty crowded. Thing is, for some reason my stomach was turning upside down the whole night and i've been gasy. All of a sudden I felt a big fart coming on, but I was dancing with this girl! She was in front of me, but wit hher back facing me (we were grinding you could say). I said "f-k it" and just let it rip. Nobody could hear cuz of the music. But then the girl was like omgggg do you smell that and i was like yeah wtf people.
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| Originally posted by StanVoid once i was dancing with this girl at a club, pretty crowded. Thing is, for some reason my stomach was turning upside down the whole night and i've been gasy. All of a sudden I felt a big fart coming on, but I was dancing with this girl! She was in front of me, but wit hher back facing me (we were grinding you could say). I said "f-k it" and just let it rip. Nobody could hear cuz of the music. But then the girl was like omgggg do you smell that and i was like yeah wtf people. |
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| Originally posted by Slylee my first day of middle school i fell getting out of my mom's car and all my shit was everywhere on the ground right in front of school |
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| Originally posted by Ania_xox similar experience: One time when I was in high school, it was winter and on the way to school the passenger door to my mom's car was frozen and we pulled and yanked at it and couldn't get it open so I crawled in from the driver's side and we took off in a rush. My mom is an insanely bad driver and makes retarded manoeuvres. She made a very sharp turn into the school's drop off zone and I went flying against the passenger door which then flew open (I guess it had been partially opened before and had just stayed closed as a result of the ice) and my upper half careened out of the car. I was fine because my mom grabbed my jacket and pulled me back in but my flute went flying out the door and the case opened and it started rolling down the road. |
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| Originally posted by l�cid hilarity factor of that story raises by at least 50% if you replace "flute" with "vibrator" |
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I saw Garnier in Paris on a Thursday night, rolled face, then drank gin with a buddy all morning while walking the streets, and on the metro back, I suddenly had to piss like a mother******...mind you its friday morning and people are everywhere going to work etc. I ran towards one of those portable bathrooms on a street corner but pissed myself just before reaching it, in front of a bunch of folks.
Going back to the apartment after that was a wee bit awkward.
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| Originally posted by Clovis I saw Garnier in Paris on a Thursday night, rolled face, then drank gin with a buddy all morning while walking the streets, and on the metro back, I suddenly had to piss like a mother******...mind you its friday morning and people are everywhere going to work etc. I ran towards one of those portable bathrooms on a street corner but pissed myself just before reaching it, in front of a bunch of folks. Going back to the apartment after that was a wee bit awkward. |
I think that was the worst I've ever had to piss in my whole life. Probably some permanent damage done while I was waiting to get out of the metro.
iv peed in my pants a little (like a tiny squirt) when coming home from bars a couple of times... luckly its when i am about to walk inside my house.
I was at a client's house for business about a year ago. The guy was really cool, and we ended up shooting the shit for a while after I finished going over the work related stuff. He had a 2 year old running around the house and a hot ass wife there too.
At the time I had gained a little bit of weight and my jeans were a little tight on me. The one day I didn't have any clean underwear left, I said fuck it... I'll just go commando today and worry about underwear when I got home.
Before I left their house, I stood up from the table to say bye to him and his wife... suddenly he didn't feel so comfortable talking to me, and his wife was staring at me like I had 2 heads, and I couldn't figure it out. I walked out the front door and the draft hit me... my zipper crept all the way down because the jeans were too tight, and my dick was sticking strait out of the hole. I was also in a lazy stage and hadn't trimmed my pubes in a while, and they were fucking streaming out of the opening too. When I realized what happened, I was horrified and just sat in my car in his driveway for 5 minutes before leaving. The worst part was, I had to go back a few weeks later and could barely look him in the eye, as it was obvious everyone was thinking about it.
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| Originally posted by Skov Wow... |
^ nice!
Hmm well have done plenty of comical stuff. But thinking back....
I'm from a basically male household. Someone takes your stuff you beat them up, someone takes your food.... they have to die.
So on the first day of primary school this blond haired pig tailed girl took a couple of skittles and crunched up my crisps (potatoe chips to americans) not even ate she just destroyed them.
So I kicked her ass. Like really, she had a bleeding nose and everything. Think the rest of the class started crying lol.
i peed in my pants in like 2nd grade i think. hahah that's too old to be doing that but i couldn't hold it. i was on the school bus and i totally hid it with my backpack walking home. then i got home and put my clothes in the dirty hamper thinking i was in the clear. then my mom was sorting my laundry a few nights later and was like, "did you pee in your pants?" LOL i was like, "no why" and she was like, "are u SURE? your clothes smell like pee" and i was like, "yea i'm sure".
I was about 14 or 15 years old. It was confirmations (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confirmation) day at the church - my older mates from school were all there at the front row, and the church was silent as the bishop was saying his speech. I was watching standing behind the back rows... and feeling very sleepy as it was early morning. The speech was boring as shit, and I started getting dizzy.. suddenly I wake up, I'm on the floor (!) and there's all these people concerned, trying to give me assistance. They say I passed out and fell. I feel perfectly fine, yet they keep on trying to give me water with sugar, etc.
Later that day I went to see the doctor, he made me some tests, told me everything was ok and most likely I just fell asleep. My mates who were there upfront, later told me that at the moment they only heard a sudden big KABOOOOOM echoed all over the church.
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