Embarrassing Situations Thread V1.0 - Oh, the shame! - General

Reading facepunch embarassing situations thread in school Find something hilarious and laugh Turns out everybody in the computer room heard me laughing and are now all staring at me :suicide:

[QUOTE=gudman;37968461]Ugh... because why not for the heck of it? It's not drinking that's illegal, it's selling booze to underage that's illegal. And that's other people's problem. Also, 18 in Russia, but fuk da police.[/QUOTE] in america it is illegal to drink alcohol if you are under 21, the cops breathalyse you and everything. over here in new zealand though the buying age is 18 but there is no a drinking age, its perfectly legal for a parent to take their kid to a bar and buy them drinks [editline]9th October 2012[/editline] Oh and a embarrassing situation I had once was at a party where I was decently drunk and sitting on a plastic chair on a deck with the edge of the deck right behind me. I stood up to give someone my lighter and unbeknownst to me I had knocked the chair off the deck so when I went to sit down I fell backwards off the deck and landed on the chair on my back smashing the chair into pieces in front of about 50 people. It was awesome, sore, hilarious and embarrassing all at the same time :v:

[QUOTE=Stormcharger;37970300]in america it is illegal to drink alcohol if you are under 21, the cops breathalyse you and everything. over here in new zealand though the buying age is 18 but there is no a drinking age, its perfectly legal for a parent to take their kid to a bar and buy them drinks [editline]9th October 2012[/editline] Oh and a embarrassing situation I had once was at a party where I was decently drunk and sitting on a plastic chair on a deck with the edge of the deck right behind me. I stood up to give someone my lighter and unbeknownst to me I had knocked the chair off the deck so when I went to sit down I fell backwards off the deck and landed on the chair on my back smashing the chair into pieces in front of about 50 people. It was awesome, sore, hilarious and embarrassing all at the same time :v:[/QUOTE] Here in Denmark it's the same - you can drink no matter what your age is, but you'll have to be 16 to buy alcohol. They chanegd the law, though, so you'll have to be 18 to buy the 13.5%+ stuff, which is fine I guess. Many stores don't abide by the rules, so it makes no real difference.

[QUOTE=ThatSprite;37970232]Reading facepunch embarassing situations thread in school Find something hilarious and laugh Turns out everybody in the computer room heard me laughing and are now all staring at me :suicide:[/QUOTE] Which story was it

Today while eating lunch a girl came up to me and said "You look quite attractive. From a distance"

[QUOTE=HazzaHardie;37974098]Today while eating lunch a girl came up to me and said "You look quite attractive. From a distance"[/QUOTE] Well, time for a long distance relationship?

Went to the crapper at uni becaus of a massive assplode incoming, released the most terrible stench, when i got out, everyone wS looking at me.

Alright, me and some buddies (2 guys, 1 girl, and 1 girl and guy who dont play) are big league of legend players, and one night we were particularly bored so we decided to do a league drinking game. We had tequila, malibu coconut rum, orange juice, cherry flavoring, limeade extract (I ALWAYS buy this as it makes the most bitchin mixed drinks, its basically a frozen chunk of concetrated limeade which youre supposed to mix a tiny bit with water to make into limeades, what I do is put this into the blender with some tequila and coconut rum and it makes icy lime drinks you can hit all night). Anyways, we decided to warm up for the night with mixed drinks, and as mentioned above I made the lime drinks for the chicks of the group and my best bud who had never done tequila before, so I started him off easy. The lime drinks have almost no alcoholic taste to them thanks to the beautiful invention of coconut rum, so they were happy with those. Me and the guy who doesnt play but drinks regularly I made tequila sun rises. Tequila sun rises are simple, you pour a glass of orange juice, then add in some tequila (obviously a personal preference on how much you add, I like it strong) then you get the cherry flavoring and pour some in. Since the cherry flavoring is more dense it sits at the bottom and makes a very cool transition from red to orange that looks like a sunrise. Anyways we did warm up matches while drinking these and decided to set up the ground rules as follow: 1 death = 1 shot of tequila, 1 kill = 1 shot of coconut rum. It was simple rules as we didn't want to over complicate it for later into the night. We start off, and after a while we have all become decently drunk to the point where we are just playing like pure shit. We end up getting tripled killed, and one of the drunk people of the group announces that means we must all take 3 tequila shots in a row without chasers. Us being drunk, we decided it was a fair rule and we all proceeded to down 3 tequila shots in a row. Needless to say this just increased our deaths even more and we were pretty much just running circles around the map caps locking into the chat random shit we were thinking. Anyways onto the meat of the story. I am not sure when the transition happened, but we went from playing league to having two people passed out on the floor, 2 in the kitchen with someones parents and their friends who were all drunk as well, and my best bud out back stumbling around screaming cuss words and throwing up. I am a diabetic and handle it fairly well, but when drunk I often get paranoid that it is unstable and that I am going to die. Usually I just eat and I am chill again, but I was BEYOND wasted so I had the mindset that I was not supposed to get food out of the kitchen and would have to sneak past. I hear people get up and leave the kitchen to go get my best bud from out back since it is about 2 am and obviously someone screaming and barfing in the backyard is not a good way to make friends. I realize this is my chance to get food and began to "sneak" along the ground. For the rest of the story I will tell it from the perspective of one of the girls. She was in the kitchen with the adults and one of the guys just talking about random shit when the guy and one of the adults heard my bud and went after him. The rest decided to go to the table on the opposite side of the living room, adjacent to the kitchen. Basically the kitchen is in full view and theyre off in a corner. Well for me, my wasted logic is that obviously all 5 people went out to get my bud and if they werent in the kitchen they wouldnt be in the house, so I "sneak" towards the kitchen, with my back turned towards the corner that has everyone sitting at the table. Basically they told me they were sitting there and saw my drunk ass stumble out on all fours humming music and watch me very slowly grunt and get up next to the pantry in a weird horse stance. I then open the kitchen pantry and make karate noises and grab an entire loaf of bread that was not mine, and then jumped to turn around and saw them all. What they described next is I hunched my back and pressed the bread to my stomach and hissed at them like a raccoon and did a half assed jog down the hallway where i hit the wall and fell then just dragged the rest of my sorry ass into the room with one arm. The girl followed and saw me sitting in a corner just eating slice after slice of bread rocking back and forth facing the corner. She said she grabbed the coconut rum (the tequila was gone) and just slowly backed out of the room and went back to drinking with the rest of the people. My best bud apparently past out on the basketball court on top of a basketball. Good times.

Your stories are hilarious.

Awhile back I decided to get with a group of friends and hang out. We met up at this one girls house and we had a good time smoking. We did a bunch of neat things like making a stupid tent in her room out of blankets and other various things laying about and ended up hot boxing in the makeshift tent. Later on I ended up passing out. I remember waking up randomly in the middle of the night and one of my bros was looming over me. He just kinda stared at me and I recall hearing a few people laugh. I mumbled a few random words and then passed right back out. I awoke in the morning and we chilled for a bit before I left. I had to walk all the way back to my house across town which was roughly a good mile or two. When I returned home my mother was shocked and asked my why there was a giant dick on my face. Apparently when I was sleeping my friend who was looming over me drew the ol' classic penis on the face. I froze up right after she asked me that. I realized what had happened and the fact that I had walked by MANY people with a giant dick on my face in permanent marker. I just couldn't believe I didn't catch that before I left.

was playing some music on a school computer at max volume. for some stupid reason it played it through my headphones and the computers speakers at the same time. Everyone kept staring at me and after listening to some of my shitty songs I take the headphones off and realize whats going on.

Kid with dwarfism at my school hates me for no reason. He came nearby, belly-flopped into the garden screamed. Teacher comes and this little prick yells "WATCHA DO THAT FOR SCOTT!?!?" A weeks detention and everyone thinks I'm a midget tosser now...

[QUOTE=ScottyWired;37982731]Kid with dwarfism at my school hates me for no reason. He came nearby, belly-flopped into the garden screamed. Teacher comes and this little prick yells "WATCHA DO THAT FOR SCOTT!?!?" A weeks detention and everyone thinks I'm a midget tosser now...[/QUOTE] Midget tosser, hah, in British English that's hilarious

[QUOTE=ultra_bright;37982667]was playing some music on a school computer at max volume. for some stupid reason it played it through my headphones and the computers speakers at the same time. Everyone kept staring at me and after listening to some of my shitty songs I take the headphones off and realize whats going on.[/QUOTE] Heh, this reminded me of a prank we did to my mate in college. We wired his speakers into my PC, put the volume on max then when the class was dead silent, focusing on a task I played the sheep and woman porn -soundclip and it started blaring through his speakers. Of course, being a PC-genius he started frantically going through his browser-tabs trying to find what caused the sound instead of instantly turning off his speakers. The teacher and my friends started having breathing difficulties from laughing after 20 seconds of him panicking and the sound playing. I decided to spare their lives and turned it off. Also, it was rather popular to switch mouses between 2 people sitting next to each other. The resulting "What the FUCK is going on?" was always worth it. Same with displays and keyboards. I was always horrified after going for a coffee-break, because I KNEW something WILL be wrong with my PC. :v:

Back when I was just 16, me and my girlfriend at the time decided it would cool to have sex. Now the first time I had sex was pretty bog standard as it was the first time for both of us and not that interesting. However the second time will forever be engrained into my mind. So the first time we did it at my house while my parents are out, the second we decided to do it at her house while her parents were downstairs one evening. So we put her TV on reasonably loud, strip naked and start making out on her bed. Things get frisky quickly and before you know it i've suited up and I'm preparing entry. We've loosened up this time, it's less tense so things get going quicker and we enjoy it more. I'm on top of her smiling away like god damn dude this is great, I look down and she's lead there with her eyes closes presumably enjoying herself too, with her face pointing to the side. Her neck is exposed to me, so I go down to do a sensual kiss on her neck. I do, and I come back up and look down at her neck and its covered in blood. In panic I recoil and at that exact same moment I find out my nose is bleeding, but not just bleeding its like blood is pouring from my face. She looks up and screams at the sight of my face covered in blood. I almost fall off the bed but by now I've got bloody hand prints on her duvet and a single hand print on her wall as I pushed myself up. At this point we're both stunned as shit and the only logical thing I can think of is to put my pants on and run to the toilet. As I'm running I'm getting single blood drops on their cream white landing carpet and I just chuck my head into their sink. As I'm scrubbing my girlfriends dad comes up to see what's going on and looks into her room, see's blood on my girlfriend and her duvet with me locked in the toilet. I have no idea what my girlfriend said but he just walked back downstairs and never mentioned a word of it again it was weird as shit. He was an awkward man so I presume he was just too awkward to even talk about it. I walk back in and my girlfriend goes into the bathroom to wash up. I observe the catastrophic scene that is her room, and I witness the murder scene of my manhood. So anyway we have sex a couple more times that month and then we break up.

[QUOTE=icemaz;37982948] In panic I recoil and at that exact same moment I find out my nose is bleeding,[/QUOTE] Don't anime dudes get nosebleeds when they are horny? [img]http://i217.photobucket.com/albums/cc197/zalbodoh/anime/nosebleed-1.gif[/img]

[QUOTE=icemaz;37982948]... So anyway we have sex a couple more times that month and then we break up.[/QUOTE] Oh man, that's a killer ending.

About 5 years back in the local town centre im drinking cheap beer and smoking a couple joints. My mate phones me and the 3 guys im with and says we can go back to his and chill for the night etc whilst baked. His one condition is that we pick up an 1/8th of pot for him on the way home and we split it with him once we get there. So of course being good mates we abide by the condition and pick up said amount of pot. As we were 16 or so at the time nobody could drive so we walked the 40 or so minute trip. On the way we stopped and discussed pre rolling for the friend as a surprise for him and just letting him have his fair amount for free as he's such a good mate. So on the way we stop off on a round about to roll the rest of the pot we had. [IMG]http://i48.tinypic.com/2wo9izo.jpg[/IMG] This is said round about. Being pretty baked / drunk we are giggling/ mongol ed and what not. I suggest after rolling we smoke 2/3 of the joints we had and save our friend the last one. The following is what I've been told happened from the friend who we were meant to be meeting. We smoked the few joints and more or less fell asleep on this roundabout. Tbh it was around mid night so we had a reason to. I apparently woke up and made it to my friends house alone leaving my other friends behind. I arrived at the house around 3am and phoned my friend to come to the door as I wasnt going to "make it" I had phoned the house phone by accident luckily his sister answered it quickly as she was still up. She opened the front door to see me asleep / passed out on the drive. She screamed "friends name" and prodded me to see if I was alive. Friend comes down and helps me inside I fall back to sleep. Next morning, eating breakfast and getting evils off friends parents and sister I realise ive still left my other 3 friends on the roundabout. Without explaining myself I just run off from the table to go back to the location. 3 mates are still asleep like babies on the roundabout, I go back explain myself and carry on eating a great breakfast.

Well, a small one. About half a year ago, I was in a department store in a nearby city. They had 3DS stands with a Mario Kart 7 demo on it. So, after waiting for 10 minutes before the guy who is playing on it leaves, and lets me on, I finally get to expirience a 3DS game firsthand, and have some fun playing the demo. However, literally three minutes in, a little boy is walking up to me from behind. This probably needs some explaination, but I have pretty long hair for a guy. Furthermore, I was wearing glasses at the moment, and had a little moustache growing, as I hadn't shaved in a bit. So, back to the story, this wee laddie walks up to me and says 'Hey, girl, may I play after you are done?' On that moment my brain goes from 'Comfortably playing Mario Kart 7' to 'I AM REALLY OFFENDED AND IT IS MY DEMO.' So I turn around, with the best angry expression I can make, and say with the deepest voice I can do '[B]NO.[/B]'. The boy gets palefaced and all, and runs away, not to be seen again. And my little brother was nearby, and thus still chuckles whenever he hears the story. I happily play through the demo, albeit a bit grumpy. The end.

Alright, so one of my buds has a step father who is a landscaper, so while theyre not rich, they have a kickin rad backyard. They have a couple of old cars back there that they work on so they can use them for the business, but we also use them as hotboxes for smoking. So there are 5 of us in the car, and today was rather special as we were taking the virginity of a new bong one of our friends had recently bought. Now, the description of this bong is very important to the story, and let me tell you that this bong was literally the most boring, generic looking bong ever. If there was a picture of a bong in the dictionary, this would be the bong in there as it is the exact image that pops into peoples' heads when they hear the word "bong". It is about 8 inches long, straight neck, clear glass, and no decorations of any kind. So we use it and it is a very pleasant time, we would take huge hits and then all hold it in and sing random songs to see who could hold it in the longest. It was overall a fun night and we just chilled with snacks and looked at the stars by the pool after smoking. Anyways here is when things get interesting. We are all stoned off our asses, but it is a school night so we had to return to our homes and couldnt crash there. My car was currently broken so I needed a ride and the guy who volunteered was the owner of the bong. Well we didnt want to be riding around with a bong in my lap since we had to leave the neighborhood to get to my house, so we decide to drive to his house to drop off the bong. So we both get out of the car and go up to his door, with the bong hanging obviously in his hands and us slouched over with red eyes smirking at every god damn little thing. We go up to the door and he tries to open it. "Bro, the door wont open." I looked at him in complete surprise, my stoned ass was not ready for such a complex problem. "Did you...turn the doorknob?" He looked at me for a second, then turned slowly back to the door. "Hang on...yea man, it wont open." Obviously we were both feeling really shady standing in a doorway holding a bong, so we decide to skip knocking on the door and possibly wait for someone in the house to wake up. We walk off his patio and stumble across his lawn to the side of the house, and he looks at me then at this big bush. A big smirk comes across both our faces as we come up with the genius plan, and we stash the bong in this big ass bush and then both stroll confidently back to the truck, both pleased with our problem solving skills. We get into the truck and I look up at his house one last time and the smile literally melts off my fucking face. His neighbors are a large indian family, and they had all been sitting in the driveway the entire fucking time (this includes the father,mother,4 fucking kids, and a grandma). So here they are just sitting in these lawn chairs, when a their neighbor pulls up, gets out of the truck with a bong and stumbles across his yard, then carries this bong to a bush and chunks it in there. The worse part is that it was obviously a fucking bong, because as stated earlier it was the most generic fucking bong I had ever seen, so all these damn people knew and just watched us sitting in the truck stoned as fuck. I think my buddy saw them at about the same time and we both had the straightest faces on and looked at them for a good 30 seconds before we started to slowly cruise off down the road. Got home, went to bed, slept pretty well. And one more, my friend and I were by ourselves and had about 3 four lokos each, so we were decently drunk. We are sitting at our computers when he screams really fucking loud and falls back out of his chair, this causes me to scream too and fall out of my chair and I roll over onto my stomach and look up to see what had happened. "Dude theres a fucking wasp in here!" My friend has a deathly fear of any flying insect, especially if they sting, so he was about ready to burn his house down and was looking around with the crazy eyes. I am allergic to wasps, but I dont mind killing them, so I proudly announce I would defeat the wasp menace. Of course drunk logic kicks in and I tell my friend to grab a blanket and to "use air currents from the blanket to bring the wasp to me". He thought this was a genius idea and grabbed the blanket while I got a fly swatter that is hanging on the wall. I still don't know why I thought I would be able to hit that fucking thing out of the air if it came flying at my face, especially while fucking drunk, but I was in the fucking zone and was ready to take this wasp bastard on. So we see it fly by and my friend starts waving the fucking blanket in a circle over his head trying to knock it towards me while I stood holding this tiny fly swatter like a baseball bat getting ready to swing. We did for about 30 seconds before we realized it wasn't doing shit and set the things down. Of course the unholy creature sensed our gaurds were down and decided to dive bomb my friends fucking face. He screams like a little girl and throws himself against the wall and it flies off to the opposite wall of the room. At this point my friend has been pushed to the edge, and his face turns fucking bright red and he screams at the top of his lungs: "FUCK YOU WASP AND YOUR BITCH WASP FAMILY YOU ARENT SHIT YOURE JUST A COUPLE OF BRICKS AND IM A WALLLLL NIGGA" He then sprinted full speed at the wall and threw a fucking punch. I watched as his fist went into the wall and made a huge fucking dent, and instantly started applauding at his feat of power. As he removed his fist, we saw the carcass of this evil creature twitching within the crater my friend had made. We were both actaully surprised he had hit it, and we inched closer to see its final seconds of life.... It was a fucking moth. So of course my friend had just punched a hole in the wall over a moth. He still gets red faced when I bring it up.

I posted this one way back in the "Sex, Girlfriends & shit" thread. So I the first time with my ex girlfriend was so ridiculous. We both cannot describe how weird it all was It was a fairly normal day, we both had an exam next day because we both study psychology at the university. Anyway I was at the librabry and she asked me if I could explain some stuff to her. So I went to her place and we looked through the documents and such. She was in a hurry because she had 2 exams the next day and barely started learning for the other one yet and it was a pile of documents to learn. Afterwards I chilled on her bed and she learned, gave her some advice on certain matters. She wanted to pull an all nighter. I wanted to leave anyway because I would only distract her. Then she took a shower and as she was naked we both started making it out and such and were naked on the bed. Somehow I got extremley nervous and we both stopped. I had some really big issues in the past about being intimate and we talked about it the whole fucking day lying naked on bed. It was great because I could talk about those problems, had some weird problematic experiences in the past. So time passed so fast and we both started getting nervous because we did not learn for the test. Then we started making it out and I was over her, we both wanted it so badly. She put the condom on and I was over her and inserted it gently, it was so great. But then after like 10 seconds my fucking nose started bleeding like crazy. After few seconds her face was covered in blood, then over her body and breasts. It was so weird. Then she started laughing and me to, but for a brieft moment we continued for half a minute and it was fairly weird being all covered in blood. Then we both had the taste of blood in our mouth which was a bit to much. So we cancelled it and we both could not believe what happened We both went to the bathroom and were laughing our asses of, being all red and it was rather a weird sight. Then we used a fucking rugged towel from the kitchen which hurt so much because she had not paper towels or so. After laughting like hell we went back to bed and it was full of blood. Seriously, what kind of shit is that. After an hour of making jokes and laughting we did it again, this time correctly it was amazing. tl;dr: We were covered in blood while started having sex and I might have a weird obsession with blood because we did not stop. Not really that embarassing but still. :v:

Yesterday I went outside of my house to see if the neighbors could hear my music through my speakers because we have thinish walls. So the door shuts behind me and my phone and keys were inside. Apparently I had locked the door before I left, thinking I unlocked it. My family has a spare key on the side of the house so I started walking towards the gate on the side of my house, remote in hand. When I get the key and put it in the door, the key breaks off into the damn door. Yes, it BROKE INTO THE DOOR, how the hell does that even happen? Anyways, I'm standing there thinking about how fucked I am because no one would be home for a few hours and it was extremely hot down here in Florida. I thought maybe I could open a window so I went around the house pushing up on the windows to see if they would move. I pushed up on a window and it moved a bit so I look to my side and there's a small shovel. I decide to grab it and pry the screen off of the window. As soon as I take the screen off of the window, my WHOLE window falls out of the wall (frame and all) and shatters everywhere. I'm thinking about how screwed I am so I just leave and text my father a few hours later just casually saying "The back window broke". :suicide:

[QUOTE=Boss;37983649][IMG]http://i48.tinypic.com/2wo9izo.jpg[/IMG] Being [B]pretty baked[/B] / drunk we are giggling/ mongol ed and what not. I suggest after rolling we smoke 2/3 of the joints we had and save our friend the last one. [/QUOTE] [img]http://oi48.tinypic.com/2lidkyw.jpg[/img] [img]http://oi46.tinypic.com/1goie8.jpg[/img] [img]http://oi48.tinypic.com/al65uo.jpg[/img]

[QUOTE=Justin Case;37989272][img]http://oi48.tinypic.com/2lidkyw.jpg[/img] [img]http://oi46.tinypic.com/1goie8.jpg[/img] [img]http://oi48.tinypic.com/al65uo.jpg[/img][/QUOTE] I thought the story was about getting caught stealing the road sign or something.

Come on guys, share more stories ive caught up on alot of these and they are a right blast. Ohh yea I think the whole road stonor park had some relevance to why we picked up there.

During my freshman year of high school, I had gym class my 2nd hour of the day. One time, after I had gotten home from school, I went to the bathroom to take a piss and discovered my pants were unzipped. I can only assume they had been unzipped since the end of 2nd hour that day.

a few weeks back i had to see one of my professors after the lecture. i tend to quickly gravitate toward the backs of classrooms so as soon as i was done talking to her, instead of walking to the left and then along the wall toward the door, i walked between two rows of desks toward the back of the room, expecting to walk behind the back row to the door. once i was almost to the back wall of the room i realized the desks (connected chair+desk) were touching each other and there was no way for me to get to the other side, so i had to walk back to the front of the classroom. there were 4-5 other people in the room at the time and i'm pretty sure they all noticed

[QUOTE=Guy Mannly;37999516]a few weeks back i had to see one of my professors after the lecture. i tend to quickly gravitate toward the backs of classrooms so as soon as i was done talking to her, instead of walking to the left and then along the wall toward the door, i walked between two rows of desks toward the back of the room, expecting to walk behind the back row to the door. once i was almost to the back wall of the room i realized the desks (connected chair+desk) were touching each other and there was no way for me to get to the other side, so i had to walk back to the front of the classroom. there were 4-5 other people in the room at the time and i'm pretty sure they all noticed[/QUOTE] I would have started crying.

[QUOTE=Guy Mannly;37999516]a few weeks back i had to see one of my professors after the lecture. i tend to quickly gravitate toward the backs of classrooms so as soon as i was done talking to her, instead of walking to the left and then along the wall toward the door, i walked between two rows of desks toward the back of the room, expecting to walk behind the back row to the door. once i was almost to the back wall of the room i realized the desks (connected chair+desk) were touching each other and there was no way for me to get to the other side, so i had to walk back to the front of the classroom. there were 4-5 other people in the room at the time and i'm pretty sure they all noticed[/QUOTE] you really think it was embarrassing that you made a simple mistake and had to spend an extra 30 seconds walking around some tables....?

I like to shake my leg a lot when I'm sitting in class but my new shoes + the school floors make a farting sound sometimes whenever I do it. Sometimes I forget and I shake my leg and bam, everyone looks at me for farting but when I try and remake the sound it doesn't work.