Parental Embarrassment - Page 2

elSicomoro · 02-12-2006, 04:41 PM

At Xmas time, I was coming out of the bathroom, and my Mom asked if I had sprayed air freshener, because she thought I had taken a number 2. She asked this in front of 10 or so relatives. My mom didn't think it was a big deal, but my my one aunt and I thought otherwise.

djacq75 · 02-13-2006, 12:40 PM

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Originally Posted by sycamore

At Xmas time, I was coming out of the bathroom, and my Mom asked if I had sprayed air freshener, because she thought I had taken a number 2. She asked this in front of 10 or so relatives. My mom didn't think it was a big deal, but my my one aunt and I thought otherwise.

That's the sort of thing my mother loved to do, as well. "Did you stink it up?" was her usual query.

Iggy · 02-28-2006, 06:06 PM

I have a good one.

When I was a sophomore in high school my dad was fixing up a car. It was a 1960 Austin Healey Sprite. Really little car, it felt like a tin can when you rode along in it. It would have been really cool, except he had just rebuilt it and it was pretty scruffy looking and bright orange.

Well one day he decided to drive me to school in the Austin Healey. He had just got it running that weekend and wanted to take it for a test drive. Bad idea. It was fine until we got up to the school. Then the front drivers side wheel came off. Completely. Rim, rubber tire and all. Right in front of the school. I could have died...

He managed to coast on 3 wheels into one of the parking spots on the street in front of the school. I grabbed my stuff and bolted to the door without further ado.

When I got home that evening, my dad told me that he had 3 teachers lift the car (it was that light and since he didn't have a car jack) and put the wheel back on to drive home. Apparently he hadn't tightened it enough when he put the wheels on in the days before. He laughed at the way I ran for the door as soon as the car had stopped. But can you blame me?

Here is what it looked like, but keep in mind, it was bright orange.

mrnoodle · 03-02-2006, 01:39 PM

There was a girl I had a huge crush on in high school. I finally got the nerve to call her one day, and her dad answered. I asked if she was there, and he said "She can't come right now, she's having a bowel movement."

I never hooked up with her, and I never told her about that. I probably should have.

wolf · 03-02-2006, 02:13 PM

Dad was just separating the wheat from the chaff.

Kozmique · 03-05-2006, 05:10 PM

My dad never did anything that wasn't embarrassing. He used to hand out "grammar police" tickets to strangers who weren't even talking to him. He also used to fart and then evaluate the smell ie. "That wasn't bad, actually it was quite pleasant." In public. Once we were at the museum and I was about to say something I'd recently learned, he let out a really loud one right as I was saying "I heard that..." and he said "I didn't!" There were lots of people around too. He was morbidly obese long before it was an epidemic. He would go out wearing shorts, a way too-tight T-shirt, long black dress socks, and sandals. Once when I was of drinking age he showed up at the bar I was a regular at, wearing only one shoe. He said it was because he was swimming in the ocean during a storm and got dashed against some rocks, and lost part of his big toe. He managed to get the email of one of the other regulars and then continually spammed her and also told her a lot of personal info about me & my family. Then he disappeared for a month and when he turned up wouldn't tell anyone where he had been. Strange guy. I rarely talk to him anymore. Every one of my friends who has ever met him has some kind of bizarre story to tell.

York · 03-19-2006, 03:16 AM

I cant really come up with a story about myself but my mother told me one about my brother! He was still a baby when he got sick one day... The day before my dad was busy redecorating and painting the house! My brother had been watching very closely with full intrest! He s room had been done a coupple days before so it wasnt the smell of paint or something like that! But in that morning he didnt feel well.... So my mom had put him to bed and called the doctor...By noon he arrived...He noticed the redecorations immediatly and told my mom it looked great...She was proud and showed him the kitchen and hall...They went up to my bro and when she got in the room there was a terrible smell and some free-hand painting on the wall!
He had been grabbing in his own diaper because suddenly there was so much in it! As he was standing there, feeling much better and very proud....

Offcourse my mom was a bit embaressed....

02-28-2006, 06:06 PM	#3
Iggy Back and ready to tart up the place Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: Kansas Posts: 850	I have a good one. When I was a sophomore in high school my dad was fixing up a car. It was a 1960 Austin Healey Sprite. Really little car, it felt like a tin can when you rode along in it. It would have been really cool, except he had just rebuilt it and it was pretty scruffy looking and bright orange. Well one day he decided to drive me to school in the Austin Healey. He had just got it running that weekend and wanted to take it for a test drive. Bad idea. It was fine until we got up to the school. Then the front drivers side wheel came off. Completely. Rim, rubber tire and all. Right in front of the school. I could have died... He managed to coast on 3 wheels into one of the parking spots on the street in front of the school. I grabbed my stuff and bolted to the door without further ado. When I got home that evening, my dad told me that he had 3 teachers lift the car (it was that light and since he didn't have a car jack) and put the wheel back on to drive home. Apparently he hadn't tightened it enough when he put the wheels on in the days before. He laughed at the way I ran for the door as soon as the car had stopped. But can you blame me? Here is what it looked like, but keep in mind, it was bright orange. Attached Images __________________ Chock-full of naughty goodness.

03-02-2006, 01:39 PM	#4
mrnoodle bent Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: under the weather Posts: 2,656	There was a girl I had a huge crush on in high school. I finally got the nerve to call her one day, and her dad answered. I asked if she was there, and he said "She can't come right now, she's having a bowel movement." I never hooked up with her, and I never told her about that. I probably should have. __________________ Sìn a nall na cuaranan sin. -- Cha mhór is fheairrde thu iad, tha iad coltach ri cat air a dhathadh

03-02-2006, 02:13 PM	#5
wolf lobber of scimitars Join Date: Jul 2001 Location: Phila Burbs Posts: 20,774	Dad was just separating the wheat from the chaff. __________________ wolf eht htiw og "Conspiracies are the norm, not the exception." --G. Edward Griffin The Creature from Jekyll Island High Priestess of the Church of the Whale Penis

03-05-2006, 05:10 PM	#6
Kozmique Pirate Queen Join Date: Feb 2006 Location: Under the black flag Posts: 55	My dad never did anything that wasn't embarrassing. He used to hand out "grammar police" tickets to strangers who weren't even talking to him. He also used to fart and then evaluate the smell ie. "That wasn't bad, actually it was quite pleasant." In public. Once we were at the museum and I was about to say something I'd recently learned, he let out a really loud one right as I was saying "I heard that..." and he said "I didn't!" There were lots of people around too. He was morbidly obese long before it was an epidemic. He would go out wearing shorts, a way too-tight T-shirt, long black dress socks, and sandals. Once when I was of drinking age he showed up at the bar I was a regular at, wearing only one shoe. He said it was because he was swimming in the ocean during a storm and got dashed against some rocks, and lost part of his big toe. He managed to get the email of one of the other regulars and then continually spammed her and also told her a lot of personal info about me & my family. Then he disappeared for a month and when he turned up wouldn't tell anyone where he had been. Strange guy. I rarely talk to him anymore. Every one of my friends who has ever met him has some kind of bizarre story to tell. __________________ Language is a virus from outer space

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02-12-2006, 04:41 PM	#1
elSicomoro Person who doesn't update the user title Join Date: Jan 2001 Posts: 12,486	At Xmas time, I was coming out of the bathroom, and my Mom asked if I had sprayed air freshener, because she thought I had taken a number 2. She asked this in front of 10 or so relatives. My mom didn't think it was a big deal, but my my one aunt and I thought otherwise.

03-19-2006, 03:16 AM	#7
York Operations Operative Join Date: May 2004 Location: Tienen , Belgium Posts: 537	I cant really come up with a story about myself but my mother told me one about my brother! He was still a baby when he got sick one day... The day before my dad was busy redecorating and painting the house! My brother had been watching very closely with full intrest! He s room had been done a coupple days before so it wasnt the smell of paint or something like that! But in that morning he didnt feel well.... So my mom had put him to bed and called the doctor...By noon he arrived...He noticed the redecorations immediatly and told my mom it looked great...She was proud and showed him the kitchen and hall...They went up to my bro and when she got in the room there was a terrible smell and some free-hand painting on the wall! He had been grabbing in his own diaper because suddenly there was so much in it! As he was standing there, feeling much better and very proud.... Offcourse my mom was a bit embaressed....

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