Should have known my comment would spark something.
It was the last week of school when I was in year 5 which made me about nine years old. We were playing musical chairs and when the music cut off, i kind of sat on this girls lap. Her name was Stella and I had a major crush on her.
Which reminds me. In the same week we played truth or dare and my friend was given the challenge of going to another teacher during class, holding her hand and telling her that he loved her in front of everyone. I was there as a witness, but she didn't care. She pulled me in and made me dance with her in front of everyone, including my sister.
Now you (Evil laugh)
Not mine, but you are guaranteed to have lots of laugh if you read her hubs
http://hubpages.com/profile/Rhym+O%27Reison
Good one! Okay... so, I went to Arizona with some friends and we decided to attend a Powwow in the middle of nowhere. After thirty minutes trying to hold it I decided to use the portable bathrooms they had available which are the same ones used in construction sites. They were very stinky and uncomfortable, so I rushed in and out... not realizing that I had not pulled my skirt all the way down, I flashed the whole Native American community who kept on smiling at me while staring at my as$. It was a tribal elder who finally came to me and said in a soft tone: "Miss, you're showing your "tletsozi" (thong). LOL
Ha! That's one way to salute.
You know technically I told you two so you should tell me another.
I recently attended a reunion and accidentally introduced my husband by the name of one of my best guy friends! Thank goodness my husband isn't the jealous type and he knows I was just talking about him with his wife which is why his name was on my lips. Everybody got a kick out of and called my husband by the other guy's name the rest of the time(on purpose)! The thing about this, though, was that the guy in question and myself spent the better part of about three years getting his wife to understand that there was nothing going on between us. She is the jealous type but, like I said, she finally understood that we are as close as siblings and she has nothing to fear from me. Now we are best of friends as well and she got a kick out of it but boy I was worried for a second! LOL
Ok, here is another one... but this one is not that bad, I think. I am a teacher. So, I'm in my classroom during my planning time and I had a real bad cold. I blew my nose and when I checked the tissue paper it was clean. "Where did it go?" I wondered! LOL A parent knocked on my door to ask me a questions and after a few minutes talking to her she said: "You have something there on your shirt" LOL But then again, I've cleaned the boogers of her son so many times it really doesn't matter anymore! LOL
Yuk. It's amazing how you always look at the booger before you discard it.
I just thought. Your real name isn't Miss Draper is it. That teacher did move to America.
Ah... no... real name is Klara. I stopped blowing my nose at that point. Now I vaccum instead. LOL
You vacuum your nose?! Is that just to make sure you get it all! LOL
You should try a Neti Pot. It's a bit gross, but it works very well.
Caught topless in my boyfriend's closet by his mother. Then had to continue standing there like that while she finished lecturing her son about the evils of girls like me.
Ouch! That tops anything I've done! (no pun intended). Did you keep seeing him or was it over after that?
Naw after that I enjoyed him with a vengeance.
Okay no really i moved away shortly afterwards, and soon after met my current husband. But for awhile he and I still talked regularly, and now he's on my facebook page.
I was young and tender back then. I was mortified, lol. Stood there with my head hung down in shame.
But you know, in retrospect it was all terribly funny. And ever since then I've had a really good 'most embarassing moment ever' story to share. Ten minutes worth of awkwardness has brought me a lifetime of laughs, hah!
My last hub is one of them. A mortifying experience with a fiber bar and rumbling stomach in public. (sigh). I was brave, though.
Yes... farts is funny! Why is it that the funniest things to us are natural? Like farting, boogers, being naked, etc?
Y'all do go read shadesbreath's on that one! still chuckling!
I once got stuck in a cattle grid, long story, but my friends never let me live it down!
This sounds like a scene from a movie but it's true. I was by myself learning to downhill ski for the first time. After doing some tow rope learning I decided I was ready to use the chair lift.
I was in line and the path was ice because of everyone's skis. Two hot babes were ahead of me and they went down to wait for the chair lift to come behind them and carry them off.
I lost my balance on the ice and skied right behind them between the chair and the girls. The chair hit me, knocking me into it, then the girl ahead of me got knocked into my lap!
We went about 30 feet before the lift operator stopped the lift. We were a few feet off the ground. The girls jumped down and the operator told me to stay in the chair till he got it going again.
Everyone of course was laughing as I sat there with a red face hoping the lift would take off ASAP! I'll never forget that.
That's a good one. Sounds like a good ice-breaker...
I was working the service desk at Kmart in 1984 when I received a phone call.
I then got on the PA system & paged Mr. Jack Meoff to come to the service desk for a phone call.
I'm still not over it.
I can't help but think about Bart Simpson and Moe when reading this!
It was my senior year, a friend and I decided to TP our favorite teachers house. Due to the constant TP'ing going on in our little town, Toilet paper purchases were being questioned, particularly if you were not an adult. My mother hid the TP and had an accurate count of what there was.
So we decided to obtain out TP from school... There was just one slight problem, it was the individual square TP, that folded in on itself. That being said, we continued on our way, attempting to TP this teacher, not only did we look retarded tossing square sheets of TP, but it didn't work as well as we hoped.
Luckily for us, the teacher never quite knew which idiots he taught did this.
I have to admit, I would have LOVED to be passing by and witnessed that.
It was a glorious spring morning; I had spent at least two hours fixing my hair and make-up before going off to high school (like all 16 year olds do...)
...unfortunately I was going to be late, and Mum decided to teach me a lesson and send me to school on my bicycle, rather than driving me there. As if riding a bright red bike to school wasn't embarrassing enough, I was honked at by a car load of hot guys several times as they circled the blocks and ushered me to school.
As I got closer to my destination, I was expecting them to come by once more, so I was checking myself out in the mirror on my handle bars, and smacked right into the back end of stunning silver, Mercedes Benz in front of my doctor's house. Of course the impact was right at the time those hot dudes came barreling around the corner, and as my hair shot past my face and my skirt shot up around my head, they pulled over and fell out of the car laughing their butts off.
Sometimes praying for instant death is justified.
Kez:)
When I was in high school I was in a one-act play. I had the starring role as a hillbilly girl whose family's main source of income was to do laundry for the rich summertime tourists who stayed at the hotel.
While affecting a "southern accent" (which I didn't do all that well) I had a line which referred to the "summer folks"... except "folks" didn't come out quite that way.
Thank Heaven it was only the rehearsal. My drama teacher was doubled over with tears in his eyes from laughing... to hear this language coming from a sweet young innocent skinny blonde (me, if you don't recognize my description). My face was red for the rest of the day, and I worried over that line every time after.
My sweet grandmother, came to the play with my parents. I was totally relieved to have gotten through the production without uttering an obscenity.
Accidentally exploded in the ladies restroom at the local Chinese buffet.
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