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TheCunningStunt 12-30-2010 07:53 AM

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Originally Posted by s_k (Post 976814)
Wow, same writing style, both 0 postings. Awkward ;D

Both spell embarrassing incorrectly (with 1 s)

http://www.zunal.com/myaccount/uploa...ective(39).gif

s_k 12-30-2010 07:56 AM

the only difference i noticed was that the latter one forgot to write a capital i every tIme.
And the first one used more interpunction.
But the lack of alinea's makes it a bit odd.

We're going paranoid...

Dirty 12-30-2010 03:09 PM

Obvious trolling.... but still a pretty funny read.

ThePhanastasio 12-30-2010 03:21 PM

From my childhood, but still horribly traumatic:

A stomach virus was going around my school, and I was in second grade at this particular point in time. Just after breakfast, my stomach started to bother me. You know - like those little waves of stomach cramps that can raise chills on your arms? That's what was going on.

I'd just gotten in trouble with my teacher a few days previous for running in the hallway, so I was not allowed to go to the bathroom except during the breaks where the entire class went; she'd deemed me too untrustworthy to be left to my own devices with a hall pass.

The stomach cramps came and went in waves, and I asked her if I could go to the bathroom. She being of the opinion that I was just being my normal (semi-disruptive) self declined the request. More cramps came. Finally, I got up from my desk, grabbed the hall pass, said, "I'm going to barf," and ran from the classroom.

Turns out, I didn't have to "barf", but I did have to have diarrhea. Which I did. And I was wearing windsuit pants, so it kind of just...ran down and collected in the elastic of the legs. I remember all of this very vividly - the windsuit pants were red, and I was wearing a Tweety Bird sweat shirt with them.

My teacher caught up to me and started to steer me back to the classroom before noticing that I smelled of poop. Finally, she realized what had gone on, and I had to stand in the principal's office on one of those plastic drop cloth things and wait for my mother to arrive with a change of pants / underwear and to take me home.

I've never felt so embarrassed in my life as I felt standing in that office with the principal and secretary, reeking of diarrhea, and standing on the plastic.

It really was traumatic.

Dotoar 12-30-2010 06:33 PM

This thread has made a rather crappy turn.




















(Someone had to do it)

s_k 12-30-2010 06:33 PM

I don't care how long ago that was, I still want to hit that teacher in the face.

s_k 12-30-2010 06:34 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Dotoar (Post 977033)
(Someone had to do it)

It's a crappy job, but somebody's got to poo it?
God mine is even worse.

Dotoar 12-30-2010 07:02 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by s_k (Post 977035)
It's a crappy job, but somebody's got to poo it?
God mine is even worse.

God, you're so full of crap!

s_k 12-30-2010 07:03 PM

I know, it's crappy!

Crapgrats with your 50st post by the way ;).

Dotoar 12-30-2010 07:04 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by s_k (Post 977056)
I know, it's crappy!

Crapgrats with your 50st post by the way ;).

Crapnks! :beer:


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