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He's coming for you..
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He's coming for you..
My and the missus went to see Pulp Fiction at the cinema, long film anyways after a while i was desperate for the toilet so went for a quick wee and rushed back so as not to miss much of the film. There were about 50 people in the cinema and i forgot where i was sitting and ended up going down the aisle in front which happened to be empty except for a few people one who looked like the missus.
Anyways once i got close i realised there was the missus in the row behind so like a tit i decided to leap over the seat in to the corrrect row, however while jumping my feet clipped the top the seat and fell headfirst in to the seat well. Just about every single person in the cinema started laughing out loud. Still think of that moment everytime i go to the cinema.
My and the missus went to see Pulp Fiction at the cinema, long film anyways after a while i was desperate for the toilet so went for a quick wee and rushed back so as not to miss much of the film. There were about 50 people in the cinema and i forgot where i was sitting and ended up going down the aisle in front which happened to be empty except for a few people one who looked like the missus.
Anyways once i got close i realised there was the missus in the row behind so like a tit i decided to leap over the seat in to the corrrect row, however while jumping my feet clipped the top the seat and fell headfirst in to the seat well. Just about every single person in the cinema started laughing out loud. Still think of that moment everytime i go to the cinema.
Went to a houseparty to see people I haven't seen in about 3 years..
We all got wasted and when we were all looking for a bed I realised my period wanted to join the party too. I hunted through every bathroom and every cupboard in the house looking for supplies without anyone noticing, and found NOTHING!
I hoped it would not be a heavy night, since it was the first day, and woke up to find that there was blood all over the boxers I was wearing (the host lent them to me the night before).
Not only was I then violently sick in the bathroom due to the hangover, I then had the issue of the pair of bloody boxers (literally). I put them next to me in the room while I lay there trying to figure out what to do, when the host walked in and said 'Cheers mate, I'll pop these in the wash then' and left the room.
I was left with my mouth hanging open, and never hearing another word from him since.
Little do you realise, he never washed those boxers and used your crusted remains as fapping material![]()
A few months back, I was just getting out the bath. The Mrs was in the bathroom and we were talking.
The bath almost drained, I stood up and started to dry myself, still talking to the Mrs. I then felt the need to do a really big fart and ended up sharting - right there in front of her. Poo down my leg and in the remaining bathwater! She saw the lot!
Promptly instructed her to leave whilst I had a shower. Thankfully she's never mentioned it since.