::wave:: I wiped it off with paper from my bag.......Not all of it though,I had to walk home with crap sticking to my derriere,thankfully it was raining so no-one got close enough to smell...........😛 It was character building......😉
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::wave:: I wiped it off with paper from my bag.......Not all of it though,I had to walk home with crap sticking to my derriere,thankfully it was raining so no-one got close enough to smell...........😛 It was character building......😉
Powerful wicka
Dark witch
lol,well i was at camp and they had this big drum thingys with the twisty handles with drink in and i pushed one of this bench and all this drink came out and then the teacher saw me so i ran slipped on the drink fell rolled down a hill which was there garden and fell flat on my back,i recked most of the flowers in there garden.lol
Anita Blake
The Executioner
Well, this happened to me on my 17th birthday about a month and a half ago.
It was still during summer so I of course was spending alot of time with my friends. One Saturday, I actually have to wake up and go to this band thing that really sucked. Anyways, when I got home that night it was 4:30 am and I was wiped, and I went straight to bed. The next day I didn't wake up until 3:00 pm in the afternoon and I got bored and decided to call some of my friends. Well, I called all of them and they either weren't home or they couldn't talk to me. Well, all week I sat at home and did nothing because nobody would even talk to me on the phone. So the next Saturday on my b-day my parents left for 2 wks. Right before my mom leaves she says to me: "Jennifer, if your friends call today, just go with it." With that she left. Well, I had no idea what was going on and was feeling sorely bummed that nobody had remembered my birtday for several hours, before I get a phone call from my friend Terri. She tells me that she is going to take me to the movies and out to eat for my b-day. I was so happy that somebody finally remembered it! She said that she would be at my house about 10 pm that night. At 10 pm that night she showed up. I was so excited that I ran out of the house and to the car. I barely noticed that the car didn't look like hers or either of her parents cars. When I got in, Terri was excited too, telling me about what we were going to do and what we were going to see, when she stopped and started staring at me. She told me that my glasses were dirty and then she pulled them off my face and all of a sudden I heard "now!" A pillow was suddenly thrown over my head and something grabbed my arms and tied something over my eyes, and it was suddenly pitch black. I could hear Terri screaming something and doors slamming and somebody jumped in the driver's seat and peeled out of my driveway, tires squealing. Well, during the next 10 minutes I was thrown around, yelled at, held in place, subjected to Terri's screaming, and just about every other loud noise you could imagine. When the car stopped somebody opened my door and tried to pull me out, but I was wearing my seatbelt, so it didn't exactly work. My seatbelt was released and I was being dragged across rocky ground, when I decided to use all my strength and stopped and managed to get my hands free. I ripped off the blindfold, and stared at all of my friends standing there laughing at me! I about killed them! and then I almost cried, because I was so happy. they threw me a party with a cake shaped like a pair of boobs, that even jiggled. It was the best time of my life.
Okay, so not the best story, but the only one I could remember at the moment...
It was still during summer so I of course was spending alot of time with my friends. One Saturday, I actually have to wake up and go to this band thing that really sucked. Anyways, when I got home that night it was 4:30 am and I was wiped, and I went straight to bed. The next day I didn't wake up until 3:00 pm in the afternoon and I got bored and decided to call some of my friends. Well, I called all of them and they either weren't home or they couldn't talk to me. Well, all week I sat at home and did nothing because nobody would even talk to me on the phone. So the next Saturday on my b-day my parents left for 2 wks. Right before my mom leaves she says to me: "Jennifer, if your friends call today, just go with it." With that she left. Well, I had no idea what was going on and was feeling sorely bummed that nobody had remembered my birtday for several hours, before I get a phone call from my friend Terri. She tells me that she is going to take me to the movies and out to eat for my b-day. I was so happy that somebody finally remembered it! She said that she would be at my house about 10 pm that night. At 10 pm that night she showed up. I was so excited that I ran out of the house and to the car. I barely noticed that the car didn't look like hers or either of her parents cars. When I got in, Terri was excited too, telling me about what we were going to do and what we were going to see, when she stopped and started staring at me. She told me that my glasses were dirty and then she pulled them off my face and all of a sudden I heard "now!" A pillow was suddenly thrown over my head and something grabbed my arms and tied something over my eyes, and it was suddenly pitch black. I could hear Terri screaming something and doors slamming and somebody jumped in the driver's seat and peeled out of my driveway, tires squealing. Well, during the next 10 minutes I was thrown around, yelled at, held in place, subjected to Terri's screaming, and just about every other loud noise you could imagine. When the car stopped somebody opened my door and tried to pull me out, but I was wearing my seatbelt, so it didn't exactly work. My seatbelt was released and I was being dragged across rocky ground, when I decided to use all my strength and stopped and managed to get my hands free. I ripped off the blindfold, and stared at all of my friends standing there laughing at me! I about killed them! and then I almost cried, because I was so happy. they threw me a party with a cake shaped like a pair of boobs, that even jiggled. It was the best time of my life.
Okay, so not the best story, but the only one I could remember at the moment...
undercoverlover
Queen of the internet
ok i got a story its kinda crap though
one day at school the gayest teacher walked into school wearing a kilt for charity. So i thought it would be really funny to wolfwhistle at him as he walked through the dining room, and as coincidence would have it just as i did it the hall went quiet so everyone heard me. The school thought i fancied him, my mates could not stop laughing i was mortified.
one day at school the gayest teacher walked into school wearing a kilt for charity. So i thought it would be really funny to wolfwhistle at him as he walked through the dining room, and as coincidence would have it just as i did it the hall went quiet so everyone heard me. The school thought i fancied him, my mates could not stop laughing i was mortified.
polexia
always been barely alive
rayne: Dawson LOL!!! briliant!!
the only thing i could come up with for undercoverlover is really bad! but here we go: old yeller.... *dukes down in shirt*
Anita Blake: i would be scared!! if someone did that! 🙂 well not the party, but the other part!! the only name i can come up with is also REALLY crappy! i suck today, ireally do: rockyroader, or kidnapy.. i don't know if the names we come up with can be sweet, cos if they can i'd say, poor lil'girly!)
my embaressing story...
well, i don't know if this qualifys.. but this one time in school, there was a rumor in my class that i was in love with this dude in my class (because i was talking about someone with the same name, they thought that-stupid... well we shouldn't take the whole thing for sure, the story was told to me by a FORMER friend of mine who is WELL know for her lieing!!!!) anyways.. i was talking about this girl in my class, and i wasn't trash talking her or something, but my tone was a bit suspect, and as i'm walkinbg down some stairs at our school, there she is... the girl i was talking about, right in front of me, i got .. red.. red...red😛 all i could do was smile and say Hi
another one:
don't know if this qualifys either... but here i go...
i was at this party, and this guy who my former friend was in love with was there(this guy also from our class..) me.. the dumb@ss - drunk and terrible, got the ide that i was going to pretend that i was in love with him, so i hung around him all night, followed him around, tried to talk to him... i was so bad he asked a friend of mine to keep me away... not my finest night.. no.. (i led to a fight in a relazionship, i made my best friends cry and i buged this guy...btw this was 2years ago next month! yey!so i wouldn't do it do day) (he hated me ever since that... specialy after the next party we met at.. even though i apologizied...🙂 )
if you don't think that the stories makes t.. i'll try to scrambel my brain for anther one!! 🙂 if they exist!
the only thing i could come up with for undercoverlover is really bad! but here we go: old yeller.... *dukes down in shirt*
Anita Blake: i would be scared!! if someone did that! 🙂 well not the party, but the other part!! the only name i can come up with is also REALLY crappy! i suck today, ireally do: rockyroader, or kidnapy.. i don't know if the names we come up with can be sweet, cos if they can i'd say, poor lil'girly!)
my embaressing story...
well, i don't know if this qualifys.. but this one time in school, there was a rumor in my class that i was in love with this dude in my class (because i was talking about someone with the same name, they thought that-stupid... well we shouldn't take the whole thing for sure, the story was told to me by a FORMER friend of mine who is WELL know for her lieing!!!!) anyways.. i was talking about this girl in my class, and i wasn't trash talking her or something, but my tone was a bit suspect, and as i'm walkinbg down some stairs at our school, there she is... the girl i was talking about, right in front of me, i got .. red.. red...red😛 all i could do was smile and say Hi
another one:
don't know if this qualifys either... but here i go...
i was at this party, and this guy who my former friend was in love with was there(this guy also from our class..) me.. the dumb@ss - drunk and terrible, got the ide that i was going to pretend that i was in love with him, so i hung around him all night, followed him around, tried to talk to him... i was so bad he asked a friend of mine to keep me away... not my finest night.. no.. (i led to a fight in a relazionship, i made my best friends cry and i buged this guy...btw this was 2years ago next month! yey!so i wouldn't do it do day) (he hated me ever since that... specialy after the next party we met at.. even though i apologizied...🙂 )
if you don't think that the stories makes t.. i'll try to scrambel my brain for anther one!! 🙂 if they exist!
Chasity
Peace. Love. Death Metal.
I have a story, kinda hard to tell-but I am still teased to this day about it.
I had went on a bank run for my job and I parked downstairs in the basement when I came back. There was this guy that peaked around the corner and me just being my friendly self said, Hi! He was wairing those 70's blue jogging shorts, with the funky big trucker glasses and long wavy hair.
Well I finished what I was doing and went to the stairwell. There he was with his shorts in one hand and his "thing" in the other, touching himself. I was so scared and shocked that I started walking past him and waived my little bank bag at him and in disbeief said "What are you Doing?!!" Then I saw somebody I worked with and ran like a bat of you know where. The police came up to my office and had to question it all-and then to top it off, this really fine police man was interviewing me, in private, and I had to talk about this weirdo's "thing" and what hand it was in and how long and all that-really fricking embarassing.
I had went on a bank run for my job and I parked downstairs in the basement when I came back. There was this guy that peaked around the corner and me just being my friendly self said, Hi! He was wairing those 70's blue jogging shorts, with the funky big trucker glasses and long wavy hair.
Well I finished what I was doing and went to the stairwell. There he was with his shorts in one hand and his "thing" in the other, touching himself. I was so scared and shocked that I started walking past him and waived my little bank bag at him and in disbeief said "What are you Doing?!!" Then I saw somebody I worked with and ran like a bat of you know where. The police came up to my office and had to question it all-and then to top it off, this really fine police man was interviewing me, in private, and I had to talk about this weirdo's "thing" and what hand it was in and how long and all that-really fricking embarassing.
Hehehe...it was probably my ex...
You never told me the part about the cop! How funny...
The penis police! Hahaha!
polexia, I don't know...seeing red? That could go for both stories...kinda...
Undercoverlover, lol! Innocent until proven "kilty" eh? hehehe
Yeah, I know. I'm off my game...*hangs head in shame*
You never told me the part about the cop! How funny...
The penis police! Hahaha!
polexia, I don't know...seeing red? That could go for both stories...kinda...
Undercoverlover, lol! Innocent until proven "kilty" eh? hehehe
Yeah, I know. I'm off my game...*hangs head in shame*
polexia
always been barely alive
trustno1
the good girl gone bad
hm, I don't have too many embarassing moments...mostly I just say the wrong word instead of the one I'm thinking of so my sentence comes out pretty perverted, but can't think of examples...