This is probably one of the most embarrassing things I have been involved in!
Okay, it's another usual day at my girlfriend's house... it was her little sisters birthday so we took her out and about (went bowling, had all the little ones running around like mad, you know; general kind of stuff that drives you mad)...
Anyway, the whole family is over to celebrate the birthday too... grandparents, relatives, friends, friends of relatives... you name it.
In the afternoon, my girl and I started mucking around and having fun and racing around the house... after a little while I tell her that I need to use the bathroom and will be back. She then tells me she needs to use it, and we both stare at each other for a few seconds and then start racing for the bathroom so see who gets there first (a little immature, yes, but it's fun, let's face it)... so here I am, bolting up the stairs, she is struggling to keep up, and when I reach the top she has gained a bit of ground on we, and so when I reach the toilet I burst the door open, throw myself inside and then slam it shut behind me.
Then, after leaning back on the door and catching my breath I look to my left only to find her grandfather sitting on the toilet with nothing but a newspaper and a confused look on his face.
Oh... my... god! I sheepishly and hurriedly apologised and high tailed it out of there... and slammed it shut behind me. And now my girlfriend is standing there laughing so much that she fell onto the ground, and I just took a slow walk downstairs, washed my face and finished off the bottle of red.
I think he took it in good humour though, because I heard them having a laugh about it later on... but still, it will take me a good few weeks to talk to him again.
-Cub. =o)
Okay, it's another usual day at my girlfriend's house... it was her little sisters birthday so we took her out and about (went bowling, had all the little ones running around like mad, you know; general kind of stuff that drives you mad)...
Anyway, the whole family is over to celebrate the birthday too... grandparents, relatives, friends, friends of relatives... you name it.
In the afternoon, my girl and I started mucking around and having fun and racing around the house... after a little while I tell her that I need to use the bathroom and will be back. She then tells me she needs to use it, and we both stare at each other for a few seconds and then start racing for the bathroom so see who gets there first (a little immature, yes, but it's fun, let's face it)... so here I am, bolting up the stairs, she is struggling to keep up, and when I reach the top she has gained a bit of ground on we, and so when I reach the toilet I burst the door open, throw myself inside and then slam it shut behind me.
Then, after leaning back on the door and catching my breath I look to my left only to find her grandfather sitting on the toilet with nothing but a newspaper and a confused look on his face.
Oh... my... god! I sheepishly and hurriedly apologised and high tailed it out of there... and slammed it shut behind me. And now my girlfriend is standing there laughing so much that she fell onto the ground, and I just took a slow walk downstairs, washed my face and finished off the bottle of red.
I think he took it in good humour though, because I heard them having a laugh about it later on... but still, it will take me a good few weeks to talk to him again.
-Cub. =o)
Well the sentence "Taking a Cub" sure is geting alot of meaning on this mesaeboard.
Lets see how long it takes for u come brind us a third meaning LOL.
and thanks for that LOL its almost a clasic joke sketch aint it.
Lets see how long it takes for u come brind us a third meaning LOL.
and thanks for that LOL its almost a clasic joke sketch aint it.
His fault for not locking the door, to be honest. Always lock it if you're bringing a newspaper, because if you know you've got pressing business that'll consume time and toiletpaper it's better to ensure your privacy BEFOREHAND.
Got business? Lock the door. That's MY policy.
-Fred
Got business? Lock the door. That's MY policy.
-Fred
Pirates, vampires, zombies, ninjas, ghouls, aliens, goblins, monsters, robots, sorcerers, undead, werewolves, demons, mutated dinosaur-cyborgs and those pesky phone salesmen! The shotgun is a one-size-fits-all solution!
Yeah, I laughed out loud on that one too. Never happened to me, but I tell you ... you never know.
Fred: I agree with you to an extent, but hey man, some people just go on the honor system. In my grandma's old house the bathroom didn't have a lock on it, so if the door was "closed" it was occupied. Maybe this was the situation?
Fred: I agree with you to an extent, but hey man, some people just go on the honor system. In my grandma's old house the bathroom didn't have a lock on it, so if the door was "closed" it was occupied. Maybe this was the situation?
I'm not fat ... I'm festively plump.
My philosophy is; if there is a lock to lock, lock it!Mr. Thomas Malloy wrote:Yeah, I laughed out loud on that one too. Never happened to me, but I tell you ... you never know.
Fred: I agree with you to an extent, but hey man, some people just go on the honor system. In my grandma's old house the bathroom didn't have a lock on it, so if the door was "closed" it was occupied. Maybe this was the situation?
But, then again, to his credit I am sure he never expected someone to burst in fully before realising someone was already in there.
Either way, it was a bugger of a situation and the image is burnt and I will have to look at a hell of a lot of naked women before that after-image is completely burnt out.
-Cub. =o)
Hey, let me tell you about a fun incident I had on Thanksgiving.
My wife and daughter went up north for the weekend, so I was alone for Thanksgiving. My sister invited me to her son's house (my nephew) for Thanksgiving dinner. My nephew's mother-in-law and father-in-law drove up from Kentucky to join us. It's the first time I had met them. So far, so good.
Anyway, the father-in-law turned out to be quite a talker. He was a kind of down-home guy, but he never stopped talking. Eventually, the proverbial 'How do you want your coffee?' question was asked. The father-in-law answered with old 'Hot and black - like I like my women' line. As if that weren't enough, he continues with 'Once you go black, you never go back.' And he just keeps going. That kind of stuff.
I didn't say anything. I just let it go. Time goes by and a little later, I'm talking to his wife. when I'm sure he's in ear-shot I say to his wife, "Well, you my wife is black, right?"
Of course, as soon as I say that, he stops dead in his tracks with that "Oh man. I'm in trouble now" look. His wife is giving him that look that tells him he's a dead man. He immediately starts apologising to me, looks to his wife, sure that she's gonna kill him, then continues apologising some more to me. He knew he was going to catch hell for a long, long time.
I let him suffer for a little while, then I burst out laughing and told him that I was just kidding. That my wife isn't really black and that I was playing a joke on him. I think he probably still caught hell for it and he probably won't be making jokes like that any more, but oh man, it was funny.
My wife and daughter went up north for the weekend, so I was alone for Thanksgiving. My sister invited me to her son's house (my nephew) for Thanksgiving dinner. My nephew's mother-in-law and father-in-law drove up from Kentucky to join us. It's the first time I had met them. So far, so good.
Anyway, the father-in-law turned out to be quite a talker. He was a kind of down-home guy, but he never stopped talking. Eventually, the proverbial 'How do you want your coffee?' question was asked. The father-in-law answered with old 'Hot and black - like I like my women' line. As if that weren't enough, he continues with 'Once you go black, you never go back.' And he just keeps going. That kind of stuff.
I didn't say anything. I just let it go. Time goes by and a little later, I'm talking to his wife. when I'm sure he's in ear-shot I say to his wife, "Well, you my wife is black, right?"
Of course, as soon as I say that, he stops dead in his tracks with that "Oh man. I'm in trouble now" look. His wife is giving him that look that tells him he's a dead man. He immediately starts apologising to me, looks to his wife, sure that she's gonna kill him, then continues apologising some more to me. He knew he was going to catch hell for a long, long time.
I let him suffer for a little while, then I burst out laughing and told him that I was just kidding. That my wife isn't really black and that I was playing a joke on him. I think he probably still caught hell for it and he probably won't be making jokes like that any more, but oh man, it was funny.
Not really in the same holiday theme, but this is quite an embarrasing bathroom story.
It was the first day of kindergarten. I guess I didnt know the difference between Boy and Girl bathrooms.
Well we were standing in line to get water and relieve ourselves when I walked into the girls bathroom. I started pee'ing in front of 3 girls without thinking anything wrong about it.
They ran out screaming and I got a good scolding. It really scarred me. I didnt use the school bathrooms till the 7th grade
It was the first day of kindergarten. I guess I didnt know the difference between Boy and Girl bathrooms.
Well we were standing in line to get water and relieve ourselves when I walked into the girls bathroom. I started pee'ing in front of 3 girls without thinking anything wrong about it.
They ran out screaming and I got a good scolding. It really scarred me. I didnt use the school bathrooms till the 7th grade
Travis Jacobs
"You might not sound so idiotic if there were at least something excitable in my post to begin with..." --Baf
"You might not sound so idiotic if there were at least something excitable in my post to begin with..." --Baf
Logistics question, here, freep:
Were there urinals in the girls' bathroom? Or no stall walls? How could you have pee'd in front of three girls?
Were there urinals in the girls' bathroom? Or no stall walls? How could you have pee'd in front of three girls?
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(also known as Steve Douglas, but usually by people less awesome than UTMers)