Thread: Embarassing Moments in Public

Another terrific wtf email:

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handsomest thing she could do was to love and be silent. This put hermade them look not like any earthly creatures. Macbeth first addressedshe was the only daughter of the famous physician Gerard de Narbon,
house for ever.

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eyes What is it I dream on The cunning enemy of mankind, to catch ahandsome young dukes which Viola too soon found to her sorrow,Olivia for the pleasant mistake she had made in falling in love with
so many noble friends and this infatuated lord persuaded himself

unseen by Romeo by reason of the night, when she reflected upon theThat night Romeo passed with his dear wife, gaining secret admissionunkindness, and a sort of rudeness but she, good lady, rather thansatisfied, the noble heart of Hamlet cracked and Horatio and the
which brought the matter home to him, for if she had deceived herhad lost this sweet lady, he said, If you are living, Pericles, youmerciless enemy here she comes weeping for the death of her nurse
it to abstain from tasting it but whoever tasted it, it was able to
Nine days they sailed smoothly, favoured by the western wind, and byThere was Tantalus, plagued for his great sins, standing up to thewives at Ithaca!Ulysses is now in the isle Ogygia called theabout so deep, that not a sand was there for any tired foot to rest
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He told her as he had before told to Eumaeus that he was a Cretan that I was in sad trouble, and went into the kitchen and told Susan,sight I saw that day for while I was telling mamma about the cows, I I liked one pretty flower as well as another pretty flower, but Sarah
Wheelding reading in a prayerbook, and, as I thought, not at thatto instructing her daughter in this science. many things which she saw I particularly admired. My needlecase, my
she was almost frightened to find I had been so fearless but Iover Maria Hartley, whose father was a clerk in my father'sSometimes he would describe to me the odd shapes and varieties of


Woven into this prime example of what happens when you type with your penis instead of your hands, are elements from Shakespeares plays Much Ado About Nothing, Macbeth, and Romeo and Juliet. There's also excerpts from The Odyssey and Antigone.

Strange how I know all that, eh?

That guy again. I still don't understand what he is trying to accomplish.

There is only one shakespeare.



ME!

You mean Chuck Norris?

Here's my embarassing moment in public for the day. I go to the post office today to pick up a package. I get up the the desk, and the lady goes back to find the package. I'm standing there with my son, and some guy yells out "Hey, don't I know you?" I recognize the voice and turn around. It's the neighborhood's "Tyrone Biggums" (for those of you that don't watch dave Chappelle, basically he's the resident drug addict that goes around trying to make money for drugs.) He looks at me and says "Hey, I know you you live in the ghetto, on Austin street off Lazy Lane!" He then proceeds to throw up random gang signs, and I'm like wtf, please God just kill me NOW! :8 Everyone in the post office is staring at me, and he keeps on going. "You're husband won't let me mow you're lawn." (His friend used to mow our huge ass yard with a push mower for $20.) I tell him "Yeah, well we have a lawnmower now, so we don't need anyone else to mow it." He says "But he just mowed it 2 days ago, and it's growed up again cause he doesn't know how to mow." What the hell, how can you not know how to mow, I can put a monkey on a riding mower and it would work OK. I then stare at the ground hoping avoiding eye contact would shut him up from further embarrasing me. Finally the lady comes back with the package, and I haul ass out of there.

Ummmm.....



DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMN!


I don't want to imagine what that must have felt like. Some random drug addict arguing to you about mowing your lawn. I feel pity for you. I won't be surprised if the next day you show up in the paper.

"Lady refuses to let man mow lawn". Ahhhhh that would be classic.

thats embrassings...

at work a few days ago my pants fell down revealing a TTP Tong :9 . needless to say i've become "manager thong boy" around work. customers are geting in on it.

you need to learn how to mow and that would take care of that prob.

:9

Roger that. Accepting constructive criticism can be beeotch!

Sarcasm Alert!

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P.S. - demonsgurl, I feel for ya. Just imagine if that dude was your relative. Don't ask.