Few days ago, just got up from a nap, threw some shorts on and went to the store…as I walked in I realized my fly was undone, so I quickly zipped it up. The cute female greeter got a good laugh out of it though…
In 6th grade I was in english class, I had to catch up on this book on tape the class had been listening to. So I was in the corner of the COMPLETELY silent classroom, listening to the story with headphones on.
Someone points to their wrist and I realize they want me to tell them what time it is…and of course, me being unable to hear the volume of my voice, pretty much yell out “IT’S 1:16” - even the teacher laughed at that one.
Probably embarassing but damn thats a good song. For the record my favorite musicians are these two sweedish bubblegum pop singers who did “dragonfly” and “butterfly” for DDR.
I was a senior in h.s. and had a free 6th hour so I took my gf back to my parents house to hit it. While she was “making her noises at the end” I thought I heard a noise myself. I got up and opened the door to find that my father had come home early from work and he was standing dirctly across from me at the end of the hall.
Not that big of a deal except that I’m naked and I had used a red condom (hey they were free from the health dept.) Only problem is that red turns to pink when stretched out.So basically I stood at the doorway in front of my father with a pink condom swinging filled with nut at the end. I gave him the “what are you looking at?” face. Not good. My dad is very old school. I was in trouble and my friends still call me pinky to this day.
I was at a friend’s party and slept there that night.
That morning, me and a few people woke up before everyone else and we’re sitting in the basement. I was lying-ish on the couch and these 2 girls from a different school that I met that night were sitting on my lap, one on the crotch region and one on my legs or something… I don’t remember.
…anyways, we were talking about something and I laughed… pretty hard… hard, get it?
I wasn’t even aware that Richard was awake. He wasn’t all the way up, working at maybe 70% capacity, but he wasn’t dormant.
Richard shot up as I laughed. The girl that was on the crotch region stops laughing at whatever the original funny thing was and gives me this surprised look that made me laugh even harder. The other girl is like… wait, what?
It wasn’t really awkward though; it amused me a lot. I still hang out with both of them, mostly one though.
[quote]Artem wrote:
I was at a friend’s party and slept there that night.
That morning, me and a few people woke up before everyone else and we’re sitting in the basement. I was lying-ish on the couch and these 2 girls from a different school that I met that night were sitting on my lap, one on the crotch region and one on my legs or something… I don’t remember.
…anyways, we were talking about something and I laughed… pretty hard… hard, get it?
I wasn’t even aware that Richard was awake. He wasn’t all the way up, working at maybe 70% capacity, but he wasn’t dormant.
Richard shot up as I laughed. The girl that was on the crotch region stops laughing at whatever the original funny thing was and gives me this surprised look that made me laugh even harder. The other girl is like… wait, what?
It wasn’t really awkward though; it amused me a lot. I still hang out with both of them, mostly one though. [/quote]
I would have just given the “You want to help me out look?”.
When I was in high school, I was walking down the stairs in between classes. I had my hand on the railing, not holding it but just letting it glide as I walked. I tripped going down the stairs and fell. My arm slipped in between the railing and the wall and got.
I was stuck there for close to ten minutes before a teacher walked by. She saw it and held back a laugh and went to get the janitor. Of course he comes to assess the situation first and then I have to wait for him to go get his tools to detach the railing from the wall. I was stuck there for 15 minutes, but it felt like an hour.
When I was 17, I bought my first car. I was a beater, but I loved it for the freedom it provided.
I was driving to work one day and as I pull into the parking lot I see a girl I work with getting out of her car. Simply because I was 17 and retarded, I hit the gas hard to fly around the corner into a parking spot.
It was snowy and slippery and I lost control and went right into a snow pack at the back of the parking lot. My car was stuck there at what had to be around a 30 degree angle.
Also because I was 17 and retarded, it made sense to me that I would just leave it there until the snow melted. A week later my boss told me I had to move it or he would have it towed.
On time I bought a desk set (oak) and loaded it in the back of my truck. It was a rainy day and I was parked in front of the store. I had a LOOOOONG rope I was tying off, and you know how ittitating pulling each loop thrugh when it’s like 200 feet long.
Well I was half way done and I had hit several “snags” and I was getting frustrated.
The next snag pissed me off and instead of looking for it, I yanked with all my might!!
Little did I know the rope was tangled around my ankle and I absolutely floored myself straight on my back. I pulled and the rope pulled my foot and I crashed hard on the pavement…people were driving by laughing.
Last night I’m at the grocery store buying milk and bread. I go through the self checkout line (one person behind me). I ring it all up and go to pay when I open my wallet and realize my debit card isn’t there, so I pull out another debit card that I never really use and there was only like $6 in the account. I figure well I’ll try paying with this one.
The total was $6.47 so it was denied. That’s embarassing (person in line probably thought I was some schmuck who ran up his CC and couldn’t buy bread and milk).
I’m a bit agitated, so I use my $600 Iphone (oh the irony) to transfer money into the account of the debit card I actually have.
Now, I never use this card so I don’t know the PIN #, but since it had a VISA logo I figured I could use it as a CC.
I transfer the money and get in another line (with someone else behind me).
I ring it up again and opt for CC payment, but it still asks for a PIN #. Denied again.
After watching Nicole grind out 15 reps of O/H Squats @ bodyweight I was inspired to do the same.
Overhead Squat - Bodyweight x 15 reps
I’ve never done O/H Squats, so @ my bw of 200 lbs I tried to play it safe and warm up first with 135. I pressed the weight up no prob, and as I started to dessend… Wham!!!
Although the floor is rubber, the plates are cast iron and this made the loudest bang. Next I tried 95 lbs Wham!!!again same results.
This has been the most embarasing and humbling experience of my entire lifting career, I’ve since learned the proper form and have managed 135 x 15, but only one rep @ BW.
I was 15 I think. My mom wants me to transplant her rose bushes. Fucking flowers. Anyhow, I am digging, and get 2 out of the 7 bastards moved. I get half way done with the 3rd one, and hit something hard. I think, I can just use more power and break through this clod. So, I do, and it turns out to be a water line. I shatter it, and get a mud gyser square in the face. I fly backwards, covered in water, mud, and small rocks, and land flat on my back.
My parents and little sisters are all outside at the time, and laugh like crazy. Then my dad gets really pissed with me cause we had to shut the water off and spend a few hours fixing the damn water line. All of this because I thought a pipe was a rock and my mom had to have her motherfucking rose bushes on the other side of the porch. I hate flowers.
Back in high school, during lunch, these 2 hot girls who were friends of a friend of mine sat at our table. One of my friends was telling a joke causing me to spit my mouth full of coke onto one of the girls’ white shirt.
I apologized over and over again (not much else I could do at that point). She was pissed obviously, since some guy she didn’t know just spit coke all over her.
Funny thing is after that, we became good friends and joked about that incident all the time.
When I was 10 or 11 this totally hot older sister of my friend dared me to jump over this huge ramp me and my friends had built for our bikes. I totally wiped out and busted myself up so bad it was ridiculous. Over the handlebars faceplant with busted fingers from tryin to stop myself and road rash I was picking gravel out of for weeks.
I cried - like snot-hanging sobs.
She just went into her house without a word. I don’t think I ever saw her again to be honest.
[quote]Rockscar wrote:
Back in 92, my girlfriend found my porn stash.
One day coming back from golfing, my car was covered bumper to bumper with the insides of the pages taped to my car, completely covering it.
She was very subtle.[/quote]
Dude, all that says is you had the wrong girlfriend. Hope she’s the ex-gf now. My faincee has a bigger porn stash on her laptop than I do. she only gets mad about my porn stash if I find something cool and don’t share.
[quote]Natural Nate wrote:
I remember a guy in high school who would occasionally rip farts and then blame the girl sitting behind him. Awesome.[/quote]
Along the same lines, back in high school we used to have one of those silent reading periods after lunch. The guy that sat in front of me used to always rip silent farts and fan them back my direction. One time I was trying to return the favor except it ended up being a really loud fart.
It seemed like it was amplified by the acoustics of the room and that fact that the room was dead silent at the time. Everyone of course looks right at me after the fart. It was one of those farts that I couldn’t blame on someone else, it was too loud. Even the teacher was laughing.
By the end of day, people were coming up to me and saying, “I heard you ripped a loud ass fart in reading period.” Pretty much the whole school gave me shit about it for a good week or two.
