Embarrassing moments in life

We have got 9 pages in without a story about shitty underpants splattering on a conservatory roof.
Not quite......
Many years ago I attended the wedding of a work colleague in Coventry. After the reception ended up in my room with about 6-7 mates smoking and drinking.
One of the lads was particularly hammered and was slumped opposite me against the wall.
All of a sudden he stirred and looked around him quite urgently. I am sure that most of us have been there. That sudden moment of lucidness when you just know that you are going to vom!
He grabbed for the closest thing to him in the room...the kettle.
Not wanting to have to explain that to reception, or wreck my kettle for my morning cuppa....I dived across the room just in time and stuck the waste bin in front of him. Just in time.
The offending bin was then put in the bathroom but the stench was just too much so the bin liner was tied off and with a few swings was thrown out of the hotel window.
Next morning I opened the curtains and saw a splattered bin liner (and the obligatory carrots) over a footpath that ran along the back of the hotel. Just as an older lady was trying to navigate her way around the splatter.
The movement of the curtains must have caught her eye and she glared at me.
Even though it wasn't really my fault and she had no way of knowing their was guilt and embarrassment.
 
We have got 9 pages in without a story about shitty underpants splattering on a conservatory roof.

Funnily enough, you just reminded me of one when I was a kid. A fart went a little bit too far and I ended up shitting in my pants. I had no idea where to put the shitty undies so my mam and dad never found out. I decided I would throw them out of the bedroom window, then run downstairs, get them from the garden and straight into the bottom of the wheelie bin. Threw them out, but they got stuck on the dormer roof at the front of the house. My dad had to fish them down with the stepladder and a sweeping brush.

Not the best idea in the end
 
My mobile was on in my pocket and as I was moving around various random keys were pressed. The phone somehow created, on it's own, a new WhatsApp group called "poo" and invited various random contacts to join the new group.
Some of the people I hardly knew. I can't imagine what they thought?

When I got my phone out I was horrified to see what had happened and quickly tried to delete and undo the group!

Luckily some of my contacts saw the funny side.
 
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Me and my mates used to have a childish habit of sending each other photos of our shit and rating them. I'd been to Belfast and a girl at work was asking about it, so I gave her my phone to scroll through my photos and her face dropped - she landed on my shit encyclopedia.
 
Staying overnight in Dundee on business with a colleague.
Was in the days when Scottish pubs shut at 9.30. Altho' residents could drink beyond then, the hotel shut the bar at 9.30, so we bought a shipping load and took it to my colleagues room. We got completely shit faced and I passed out.
Waking up in a strange room at about 3am, I got undressed and was about to fall into bed when I realised my colleague was in the bed.(Him male, Me straight male)
What happened next, I'm not sure but I have a vague memory of wandering round the hotel corridor stark naked looking for my room. The night porter was summoned by ?? and I remember him taking me to my colleague's room to retrieve my clothes. Then blank till the morning when I woke up to find my clothes neatly folded and hung. Definitely not my doing!
As we pulled out of the car park, a woman came running over waving a pair of trousers: "These must be yours she said." (They weren't)
Oh dear!!
 

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