I have some bad experiences with the bathroom here, i seriously think this room of the house is sentient and out to embarras me.
read on for humiliating stories from my personal life!
one of the oldest embarrasing things i can remember about me in the bathroom is the infamous riverdance incident.
In the past when i when i woke up in a good mood i would occasionally express this by dancing silly naked in the shower.
one such time on a beautifull summer day i was feeling quite happy so i decided it would be very witty to do the riverdance in the shower. (you get it river, water, shower, oh i'm so funny).
anyway as common sense would tell you it is a bad idea to perform a dance that involves flailing your feet about on a wet surface.
sadly common sense is a rare commodity on early mornings so you've guessed it, i slipped!
and boy did i slip, i practically did a black flip smacking down hard on the bathroom tiles and before i knew it i was upside down, naked, wet, cold and worst of all a broken thumb.
you have no idea how hard it is to button up your pants with a broken thumb but the alternative of crying and going for help naked isn't much better.
quite the horrible experience but i guess i'm just jinxed because a few months back the bathroom got me again.
after a cool refreshing drink i felt the need to pee, nothing wrong with that but as i make my way to the bathroom i pass my little brother with his trademark "I-stank-up-the-bathroom-and-i'm-proud" smirk.
and ofcourse, the bathroom smelled worse than a cesspit in august so naturally i reach for the spraycan on top of toilet while gagging.
with one gracefull motion i press the spray button and weave a gracefull pattern through the air like a elfish mage casting a spell.
it would have done the job of clearing up the air perfectly if some nitwit hadn't put a spraycan of shaving foam on top of the toilet...
you'd be amazed the amount of foam that can come out of a can.
and today the bathroom got me again!
i recently chaved some skin between my toes quite badly and as it's healing it's becoming increasingly itchy.
so this morning i come out of the shower and i notice that my towel is very rough and feels like heaven scrubbing the itchy bit of skin between my toes.
so i gave my foot a good rubbing while moaning softly and going oh yeah, hmm oh yeah and right that moment i hear my mom gasp in the hallway and going "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN THE FAMILY BATHROOM!"
she gave me the nastiest stare when i exitted the bathroom in just my towel.
i swear this bathroom is jinxed or haunted in some way to cause me maximum embarasment and discomfort.
should i get a excorsist?
read on for humiliating stories from my personal life!
one of the oldest embarrasing things i can remember about me in the bathroom is the infamous riverdance incident.
In the past when i when i woke up in a good mood i would occasionally express this by dancing silly naked in the shower.
one such time on a beautifull summer day i was feeling quite happy so i decided it would be very witty to do the riverdance in the shower. (you get it river, water, shower, oh i'm so funny).
anyway as common sense would tell you it is a bad idea to perform a dance that involves flailing your feet about on a wet surface.
sadly common sense is a rare commodity on early mornings so you've guessed it, i slipped!
and boy did i slip, i practically did a black flip smacking down hard on the bathroom tiles and before i knew it i was upside down, naked, wet, cold and worst of all a broken thumb.
you have no idea how hard it is to button up your pants with a broken thumb but the alternative of crying and going for help naked isn't much better.
quite the horrible experience but i guess i'm just jinxed because a few months back the bathroom got me again.
after a cool refreshing drink i felt the need to pee, nothing wrong with that but as i make my way to the bathroom i pass my little brother with his trademark "I-stank-up-the-bathroom-and-i'm-proud" smirk.
and ofcourse, the bathroom smelled worse than a cesspit in august so naturally i reach for the spraycan on top of toilet while gagging.
with one gracefull motion i press the spray button and weave a gracefull pattern through the air like a elfish mage casting a spell.
it would have done the job of clearing up the air perfectly if some nitwit hadn't put a spraycan of shaving foam on top of the toilet...
you'd be amazed the amount of foam that can come out of a can.
and today the bathroom got me again!
i recently chaved some skin between my toes quite badly and as it's healing it's becoming increasingly itchy.
so this morning i come out of the shower and i notice that my towel is very rough and feels like heaven scrubbing the itchy bit of skin between my toes.
so i gave my foot a good rubbing while moaning softly and going oh yeah, hmm oh yeah and right that moment i hear my mom gasp in the hallway and going "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN THE FAMILY BATHROOM!"
she gave me the nastiest stare when i exitted the bathroom in just my towel.
i swear this bathroom is jinxed or haunted in some way to cause me maximum embarasment and discomfort.
should i get a excorsist?
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