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Almost 3 yrs. ago I was heavily teaching and competing in professional latin dancing (Salsa). My partner and I entered a competition at one of the local clubs, for a price of $10,000.00. We knew most of the other dancers, and were confident it would be easy to cinch a win, as our routine was quite fast and complicated. All was working out better than we'd hoped until this part where I would lead her into an underarm turn, followed by a set of 5 spins, into a move we call the "neck drop," which called for me to open break to the right, step forward, turn, and catch her with my right hand by the neck as she dipped to the floor.

I guess it was because I was a bit nervous, or maybe the A/C in the club was not working properly, or perhaps we had warmed up a bit too much, but I was sweating quite profusely and my left pant leg had stucked to my skin like glue. Well, when I bent forward to extend my right hand and catch her by the neck, my pants split from belt to belt. Needless to say, I never wore white underwear under a set of black pants again!!! And yes, we didn't win the 10K
 
!3 years ago when my daughter was 6 weeks old, my wife and I deceided to make a weekend out of her checkup. (the drs office and hospital is like 115 miles away in the closest "large" city). Anyway, we are going to take in an afternoon movie. Its bitter cold, 6 inches of snow on the ground and bright sunshine. I drop wife and baby off at the door while I go park the car. When I enter the theater, I see my wife motioning for me to follow her into one of the theaters. She goes in, door shuts, I go in, catch up to her, place my arm arround her shoulder. Waiting for my eyes to adjust so we can find a seat (movie has started allready). I am being overly friendly with the arm arround her shoulders if you know what I mean, when the lighting changes, I can see my wife. She is standing about 6 feet further down the isle. I quickly withdrew my arm, said excuse me and went to my wife, who promptly wanted to know where I had been. When I told what I had done, she wasn't surprised, but worried that the cops would be waiting for us upon exiting.

When we reflected later, we wondered why the person(defintely female) just stood there???????????
 
I'm glad I'm not the only one with embarrassing stories, but I think I have and abnornal amout of them.

This is absolutly the last one I'm admitting to, and I hope you all forget it by the time I meet any of you.

It started off I was trying to help some neighborhood kids who wanted money to go to the carnival. I gave them each $20 and told them to come back later and they could do some work for me. About 30 minutes later one of the boys came to my workshop and started talking how nice I was...etc(yea right). What I didn't know is he was keeping me distracted while his friends stole my purse.
I didn't realize my purse was even gone until the police showed up at my door and ask me to identify it. To skip to the embarrassing part.. I'd been to a cookout earlier, it was July 4, and (I know stupid now) took my fat free spray on butter..we were having corn on the cob....ya gotta have butter. OK after the cookout I got gas in my car and then thru my wallet under the seat instead of putting back in my purse. So when the police ask to identify the contents of my purse the only things the kids got was spray butter, a bottle of perfume and a couple of feminine hygiene wipes. After I saw what was in there I denied all knowledge of it being my purse. They kept it for evidence, but they couldn't keep a straight face. What do you think they thought was going on? I've never used spray butter since.

P.S. please forget this story 30 seconds after reading
 
ohh i dont think that's that bad... reminds me of a fun game to play at Wal-Marts. I don't know how appropriate this is though.

You go to the "family planning" section, and fill your basket (its better if you have a cart- but then you have to put it all back) ALL THE WAY with items from that section. you get a lot of scowls, but it be fun to see the awkward looks on people's faces. also if you take the same items and slip two or three into other people's baskets- that can be a nice suprise...

i had friends that used to do this. that was a riot.
 
I'm so glad you shared this, I'm still laughing. I can only imagine what those cops were thinking. My husband is a deputy and I get to hear it all, or so I thought until now.... Hehehehehehehehehehe, too funny! :eyebrow:

newbie@scuby:
I'm glad I'm not the only one with embarrassing stories, but I think I have and abnornal amout of them.

This is absolutly the last one I'm admitting to, and I hope you all forget it by the time I meet any of you.

It started off I was trying to help some neighborhood kids who wanted money to go to the carnival. I gave them each $20 and told them to come back later and they could do some work for me. About 30 minutes later one of the boys came to my workshop and started talking how nice I was...etc(yea right). What I didn't know is he was keeping me distracted while his friends stole my purse.
I didn't realize my purse was even gone until the police showed up at my door and ask me to identify it. To skip to the embarrassing part.. I'd been to a cookout earlier, it was July 4, and (I know stupid now) took my fat free spray on butter..we were having corn on the cob....ya gotta have butter. OK after the cookout I got gas in my car and then thru my wallet under the seat instead of putting back in my purse. So when the police ask to identify the contents of my purse the only things the kids got was spray butter, a bottle of perfume and a couple of feminine hygiene wipes. After I saw what was in there I denied all knowledge of it being my purse. They kept it for evidence, but they couldn't keep a straight face. What do you think they thought was going on? I've never used spray butter since.

P.S. please forget this story 30 seconds after reading
 
:rofl:
Spray Butter!
I just looked in my purse this is a partial list of the contents: (and no, I am not making this up).

One pair of needlenose pliers
Contact lens solution and about five lens cases
Large industrial-sized bottle of Advil
Can of Spaghettios
Suture kit
Disposable scalpel
Toothpaste and toothbrush
One sock
pair panties
Cat dewormer pills

...If it is stolen, the thief will be very confused.
 
SueMermaid:
:rofl:
Spray Butter!
I just looked in my purse this is a partial list of the contents: (and no, I am not making this up).

One pair of needlenose pliers
Contact lens solution and about five lens cases
Large industrial-sized bottle of Advil
Can of Spaghettios
Suture kit
Disposable scalpel
Toothpaste and toothbrush
One sock
pair panties
Cat dewormer pills

...If it is stolen, the thief will be very confused.


OK, now there is one item on that list that is just screaming for someone to ask.


I'll take the plunge.................where is the other sock???

Paul
 
Actually, the real question is are the Spaghettios regular or meatball? Or perhaps the kind with the little hot dogs?
If I had an answer to the sock question, I would be rich beyond my wildest dreams. I do have a theory, however, that stray socks all end up turning into coat hangers.
 

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