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The Most Embaressing Thing To Happen To You?
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Quote by ali2teaseuThats a really good question Ali!
sexual or not?
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Kneeing my husband-to-be in the balls was about as bad as I can recall.
"A black cat crossing your path signifies that the animal is going somewhere." - Groucho Marx
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I'd like to read answers funnier than this 
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That's embarrassing. Funny how someone's always ready with a camera when you're at your worst.
That's embarrassing. Funny how someone's always ready with a camera when you're at your worst.
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One embarrassing moment that stands out happened to me several years ago. I was with a group of friends at the local pub watching a Billy Joel cover band (that’s not supposed to be the embarrassing part). The singer grabbed my hand and pulled me up on stage to sing to me. It was all sorts of fun until his hands started wandering and he got too friendly. I shimmied over to the side of the stage to get away from him, and entertained the crowd with my version of the Elaine dance (from Seinfeld). I didn’t realise the singer had approached me again, and during a head flick/side kick combo, I connected with his knee and nearly sent him toppling off the stage.
A bouncer escorted me from the stage and told me not to go near there again.
A bouncer escorted me from the stage and told me not to go near there again.
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One embarrassing moment that stands out happened to me several years ago. I was with a group of friends at the local pub watching a Billy Joel cover band (that’s not supposed to be the embarrassing part).
Oh, but it IS horribly embarrassing.
"A black cat crossing your path signifies that the animal is going somewhere." - Groucho Marx
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I seem to always be losing articles of clothing in front of large crowds.
Not hearing the false start gun go off at the beginning of the 400 meter crawl during a swimming meet, and doing two lengths of the pool, pushing the rope that is dropped to let swimmers know there was a false start out of my way every time it was dropped. I couldn't figure out why they were doing that, and I was doing SO well, that really annoyed me. Finally someone jumped in the pool in my lane in front of me to really stop me. I was soooo embarrased. I was 15, and have hated competetive swimming ever since. I can't even watch it, I get so anxious when that starting shot goes. I've taken up long distance swimming instead, but not comepetitively. Horrible, it was absolutely horrible. They delayed the 400m event to let me rest up, so I had to swim the GD thing again.
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Quote by castlequeenQuote by Lisa
One embarrassing moment that stands out happened to me several years ago. I was with a group of friends at the local pub watching a Billy Joel cover band (that’s not supposed to be the embarrassing part).
Oh, but it IS horribly embarrassing.
I know!
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Not hearing the false start gun go off at the beginning of the 400 meter crawl during a swimming meet, and doing two lengths of the pool, pushing the rope that is dropped to let swimmers know there was a false start out of my way every time it was dropped. I couldn't figure out why they were doing that, and I was doing SO well, that really annoyed me. Finally someone jumped in the pool in my lane in front of me to really stop me. I was soooo embarrased. I was 15, and have hated competetive swimming ever since. I can't even watch it, I get so anxious when that starting shot goes. I've taken up long distance swimming instead, but not comepetitively. Horrible, it was absolutely horrible. They delayed the 400m event to let me rest up, so I had to swim the GD thing again.
I can understand why that put you off competitive swimming.
That was some impressive focus you had there.
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Today when i finished diving I was talking to the people on the boat so they were looking straight at me. At the same time, I was taking off my wet suit, and i slid it past my waist my bikini bottom went with it. Leaving me with only my top on.
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Today when i finished diving I was talking to the people on the boat so they were looking straight at me. At the same time, I was taking off my wet suit, and i slid it past my waist my bikini bottom went with it. Leaving me with only my top on.
Lmao RX, atleast they would have enjoyed the view!
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I don't know if this is "the most embarrassing", but it's up there. In High School, I was in the Drama Club. There was this one weekend where I went to a toga party with a bunch of friends on Friday night, and we all had rehearsal at school the following Saturday. The party was fantastic. Drink was flowing, herb was burning, people were being pushed into the pool - I wasn't at all worried about going into the pool because not only did I have shorts on under my toga, I had a full change of clothes in my car. My plan was to leave the party with my friend, stay at his house, and shower and change before going to rehearsal the next morning.
I'm not exactly sure what happened at the party. All I know is that I woke up the next morning in my car, still wearing the toga. I looked at my watch and saw that I had to hurry if I was going to make rehearsal on time. I drove straight to school, not bothering to even shed my toga. I couldn't even find my change of clothes - just the t-shirt that I had taken off to don the toga. I rushed up into the auditorium and back into the dressing room, intending to take off the toga and pull on the shirt, with the shorts I already had on. The dressing room had about a dozen or so kids in it, all just hanging out, waiting for rehearsal to start.
We all talked for a few minutes, then the teacher called for us from the stage - in a hurry, I untied the bedsheet/toga, and tossed it across the dressing room onto a couch, reaching for my t-shirt. Only then did I realize that no only had my change of clothes gone missing the previous night - the shorts and underwear I had been wearing were also missing! I was standing there butt-ass naked, with no clothes anywhere to change into except for a single t-shirt! Everybody started laughing and catcalling until somebody threw me the sheet back... I had to ask someone to go into the costumes and get me something to wear for the day... Under other circumstances, this would have been quite the turn-on. As it was, though, I'm sure I turned nineteen shades of red before the day was through...
I'm not exactly sure what happened at the party. All I know is that I woke up the next morning in my car, still wearing the toga. I looked at my watch and saw that I had to hurry if I was going to make rehearsal on time. I drove straight to school, not bothering to even shed my toga. I couldn't even find my change of clothes - just the t-shirt that I had taken off to don the toga. I rushed up into the auditorium and back into the dressing room, intending to take off the toga and pull on the shirt, with the shorts I already had on. The dressing room had about a dozen or so kids in it, all just hanging out, waiting for rehearsal to start.
We all talked for a few minutes, then the teacher called for us from the stage - in a hurry, I untied the bedsheet/toga, and tossed it across the dressing room onto a couch, reaching for my t-shirt. Only then did I realize that no only had my change of clothes gone missing the previous night - the shorts and underwear I had been wearing were also missing! I was standing there butt-ass naked, with no clothes anywhere to change into except for a single t-shirt! Everybody started laughing and catcalling until somebody threw me the sheet back... I had to ask someone to go into the costumes and get me something to wear for the day... Under other circumstances, this would have been quite the turn-on. As it was, though, I'm sure I turned nineteen shades of red before the day was through...
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haha, great story mrnudiepants, and welcome to the site 
A friend of mine was swimmer in high school. He started when he was seventeen and he did not really know what to do. He saw that some people were getting down to their speedos. He decided to do the same. He began to pull off his clothes and he accidently pulled off his speedo. He stood nude in front of a crowd of people and swimmers. He quickly put it on. He said he almost got a boner from that.
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I once shat the bed when horrifically drunk in my teens.
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Many years ago, when I was teaching 2nd grade, my husband and I went to dinner and dancing about 50 miles from our home. As he always did (and still does) he went to the bar and watched me dance with a number of different men. One black guy proceeded to undo all but one button on my blouse while dancing with me. He turned my so my back was to him, placing my front to everyone else. He then began to move his hands up to my breasts and pinch my hard nipples ( I was braless ). I was incredibly turned on and grinding my ass in to his hard penis. The song ended and I walked to the ladies room to throw cold water on my face. My blouse was still unbuttoned, baring my hard nipples. On Monday, as I was getting my classroom ready for the kids, my principal walked in and asked me if my husband and I enjoyed our dinner and MY dancing over the weekend. He told me that he and the school board president certainly enjoyed watching me. He told me to have a great day and walked out.
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Unfortunately i had to think for several minutes on this one. Not to come up with an embarrassing moment but to determine which of my bonehead acts was the most embarrassing. Several years ago my buddy and i were tag teaming his wife. Being heavily under the influence and close to orgasm i completely forgot about his existence. I pulled out of her intending to blow my load all over her. I dont know if she moved or if my aim was just crappy but I ended up hitting him. I felt like a tool. Actually I felt like an entire shed of tools.
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A moment that stands out is from when I was at school in my last year.
I was walking across a VERY crowded cantine, where everyone was sat down at these rubbish plastic topped tables (the ones with the seats attached like in mcdonalds)
There was this massive heap of rucksacks in my path so i lifted my leg to step over them, careful not to drop my lunch (so i wasnt really looking) and accidentally put my foot in the pocket of this guys' coat who was sat at one of the tables at the same time. (just my luck)
as a result I not only completely ripped the pocket out of this guy's jacket, therefore yanking him down off his chair but also went arse over tit straight into the heap of rucksacks ONTOP of the same guy, spilling my lunch all over him. He looked at me like he could've killed me there and then.
You can imagine the reaction of every other student in that cantine. I don't think I need to go on LOL
I was walking across a VERY crowded cantine, where everyone was sat down at these rubbish plastic topped tables (the ones with the seats attached like in mcdonalds)
There was this massive heap of rucksacks in my path so i lifted my leg to step over them, careful not to drop my lunch (so i wasnt really looking) and accidentally put my foot in the pocket of this guys' coat who was sat at one of the tables at the same time. (just my luck)
as a result I not only completely ripped the pocket out of this guy's jacket, therefore yanking him down off his chair but also went arse over tit straight into the heap of rucksacks ONTOP of the same guy, spilling my lunch all over him. He looked at me like he could've killed me there and then.
You can imagine the reaction of every other student in that cantine. I don't think I need to go on LOL
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Over the years I have had several embarrassing moments. The worst had to be in the 2001 Sydney to Surf fun run. My son wanted to run in it as he was an excellent runner at high school back then and wanted me to run with him. So I agreed. The night before the run I ate a huge amount of pasta as I was led to believe most distance runners and athletes eat pasta as it has a lot of energy in it. In the early hours of the morning I only had a cup of coffee for breakfast as I didn't want to run on a full stomach. Hubby drove us down and we got to Sydney for the start of the run which starts in the CBD and finishes up at Bondi beach, 14 Km away. Hubby never ran, but had the car waiting for us after we finished.
About half way through the run I started getting stomach cramps. Initially I thought it was just the stitch as I wasn't as fit as I used to be, although I do play a lot of sport.. The cramps were in my stomach and not my side and it suddenly struck me that I was in urgent need to poop. I slowed down to a walk not wanting to exacerbate any impending accident that might happen. Before long, I was in dire trouble. I was holding on for dear life. There were no toilets around and thousands of runners participating in the run. A few steps and moments later my bowels involuntarily open and I pooped myself. I was so embarrassed. I moved to the side-walk where spectators were watching the race. A second wave of contractions saw to another flow of mud-like lava flow through my panties, shorts and down my leg.
I just leant up against someone's fence and started to cry. An elderly lady who lived in the house was watching the race and noticed my predicament. She invited me in to have a shower and change into her daughter's clothing to finish the race. I will forever be indebted to that kind old lady for the rest of my life. [img][/img]
I guess this runner had a similar problem
About half way through the run I started getting stomach cramps. Initially I thought it was just the stitch as I wasn't as fit as I used to be, although I do play a lot of sport.. The cramps were in my stomach and not my side and it suddenly struck me that I was in urgent need to poop. I slowed down to a walk not wanting to exacerbate any impending accident that might happen. Before long, I was in dire trouble. I was holding on for dear life. There were no toilets around and thousands of runners participating in the run. A few steps and moments later my bowels involuntarily open and I pooped myself. I was so embarrassed. I moved to the side-walk where spectators were watching the race. A second wave of contractions saw to another flow of mud-like lava flow through my panties, shorts and down my leg.
I just leant up against someone's fence and started to cry. An elderly lady who lived in the house was watching the race and noticed my predicament. She invited me in to have a shower and change into her daughter's clothing to finish the race. I will forever be indebted to that kind old lady for the rest of my life. [img][/img]
I guess this runner had a similar problem
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Over the years I have had several embarrassing moments. The worst had to be in the 2001 Sydney to Surf fun run. My son wanted to run in it as he was an excellent runner at high school back then and wanted me to run with him. So I agreed. The night before the run I ate a huge amount of pasta as I was led to believe most distance runners and athletes eat pasta as it has a lot of energy in it. In the early hours of the morning I only had a cup of coffee for breakfast as I didn't want to run on a full stomach. Hubby drove us down and we got to Sydney for the start of the run which starts in the CBD and finishes up at Bondi beach, 14 Km away. Hubby never ran, but had the car waiting for us after we finished.
About half way through the run I started getting stomach cramps. Initially I thought it was just the stitch as I wasn't as fit as I used to be, although I do play a lot of sport.. The cramps were in my stomach and not my side and it suddenly struck me that I was in urgent need to poop. I slowed down to a walk not wanting to exacerbate any impending accident that might happen. Before long, I was in dire trouble. I was holding on for dear life. There were no toilets around and thousands of runners participating in the run. A few steps and moments later my bowels involuntarily open and I pooped myself. I was so embarrassed. I moved to the side-walk where spectators were watching the race. A second wave of contractions saw to another flow of mud-like lava flow through my panties, shorts and down my leg.
I just leant up against someone's fence and started to cry. An elderly lady who lived in the house was watching the race and noticed my predicament. She invited me in to have a shower and change into her daughter's clothing to finish the race. I will forever be indebted to that kind old lady for the rest of my life.
I guess this runner had a similar problem
About half way through the run I started getting stomach cramps. Initially I thought it was just the stitch as I wasn't as fit as I used to be, although I do play a lot of sport.. The cramps were in my stomach and not my side and it suddenly struck me that I was in urgent need to poop. I slowed down to a walk not wanting to exacerbate any impending accident that might happen. Before long, I was in dire trouble. I was holding on for dear life. There were no toilets around and thousands of runners participating in the run. A few steps and moments later my bowels involuntarily open and I pooped myself. I was so embarrassed. I moved to the side-walk where spectators were watching the race. A second wave of contractions saw to another flow of mud-like lava flow through my panties, shorts and down my leg.
I just leant up against someone's fence and started to cry. An elderly lady who lived in the house was watching the race and noticed my predicament. She invited me in to have a shower and change into her daughter's clothing to finish the race. I will forever be indebted to that kind old lady for the rest of my life.
I guess this runner had a similar problem
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OMG Tracey, did that really happen to you too?
I wonder if the guy is screwing up his nose cos of the smell or cos of the pain from running?
I wonder if the guy is screwing up his nose cos of the smell or cos of the pain from running?
