Ah, those treacherous, disloyal "out of the blue" ones! :D

(usually reserved for entering an elevator)

He he, my father has never been shy in that department. Just for the show he simultaneously makes a little harrumph - even though he very well knows we all can hear the fart anyway. He does this everywhere, in public, among our friends. Pretty embarrassing when we were younger.

Yes, it just slipped out.
She was a busty young thing also.
Just to make the event more painful. :D

You just can´t trust the anus, can ya?!! :D

OK. Now this thread is getting weird. :D

we are clearing the lobby in the ER before shift change..
were using every table /room..
except the trauma side..
take her to the GYN room and hand her a gown ..please put this on..
check on her/no gown on..
Dr. won't come unless your ready..
so chop chop my Dear..
did this 2 more times..
she tried..but I'm moving on..
so the Dr. and I come back..
she's gowned with feet in the stirrups..

so what seems to be the problem..?

I have a real sore throat...

Rika

Yep, I was training a group of rookie motorcycle road racers at the local track. We were practicing starts. I would start at the end of the pack to watch how everyone started in my group. We were supposed to take it easy the rest of the way around the track. Well, it was a rainy day. We took off down the straight and I zipped through the pack to show them how a good start can work. I lead the pack through the first two turns and bit it in the thrid, tucked the front end. had to watch all the newbies pass by me as I picked up my bike and pride.

Overheard two girls at the gym talk about "progress"> the taller girl asked the shorter girl how it was going: she said she was still 105 (as in 105lbs). About 5 months later after an extremely intense bench set, I stumbled over the to the drinking fountain where the same shorter girl was just turning around to face me after getting a drink. I said to her: "so, you still weigh 105??".

She gave me a f-off look as she said to me "do i know you??"

What an idiot.

way back when, in college, our XC team was running at this huge XC meet, The Stanford Invite. There were probably 350-450 runners in our race. I was just a "so-so" XC guy, ( more of a track guy ) and toward the end of the race I was in about 350th place. The race was held on a golf course and as we rounded the corner leading up to the finish, I could see this long line of guys ahead of me running to the finish. I downshifted, pulled out and started kicking past a bunch of guys.....Anyway, the finish line / shoot was all backed up with runners that had already finished and here I come at full speed....I knocked a few guys down. Everyone, runners, officials, everyone was PISSED at me. My coach and teammates laughed at me all the way home.

Steve

73 911 T MFI Coupe, Aubergine

Seems like a fair number of these stories seem to happen in the company (or in front) of cute girls. Must be a real laugh-fest to be one of 'em.

I'm late leaving the apartment for an early morning meeting with an important new client that has just been referred to me.

I'm driving fairly fast, trying to get to the office on time, when some ass in a big Mercedes comes out of a side street and cuts me off forcing an emergency stop. I am stressed and angry, and sit on the horn, then pull up beside him and give him the finger. He gives me the finger back, and we drive for about two miles making obscene gestures at one another.

Ten minutes later, at the office, the receptionist calls me to tell me my clients are there. I walk into the conference room, and there are three suits waiting for me. One of them—the CEO—is the Mercedes driver!

Ahhhh... Hohoho. That's excellent! ^^^ ;)

Every fking day of my life.

How did the meeting go?

Well, that just blows.

Ah, you're being too hard on Urself. ;)

Me, ever since I gave an oral report in the 5th grade about something from the newspaper regarding medical news I have been somewhat reserved. Still makes me a bit red in the face.

I get up and start off talking about syphilis and a treatment with no idea of what I am saying. You see, I pronounced the name of the disease------

Sa Phyllis.

The title of this thread suggests that most of the time, I am not making a fool of myself. A faulty premise to be sure.

Yes. Every day. Last night was the most recent and there is plenty of time left today

Unfortunately, most frequently in traffic.
I've noticed that I'll gripe out loud at others' bad behavior - even yell inside the car.
Then, a few blocks later, I'm doing the same damn thing.
Hypocrisy is a good but painful teacher. :o

Funniest thing I ever saw in my life was in 11th Grade English. Guy sitting in the front row right in front of the Teachs desk covertly tied the guy BEHIND him shoe laces to the legs of his desk (guy had feet on desks book rack underneath the guy in front seat). When the bell rang everybody started to get up and the guy pulled the desk with him.