50 Shades Of....

Oh my goodness that's crazy. I can't think of anything lately but I remember when I was PG with my youngest one of the girls I worked with didn't know how to change or put on a bra without anyone seeing anything. So I proceeded to show her how to take off and put on your bra and well it broke. I have always been big up top and well I was even bigger then and it was bad. That was over 10 years ago and my asst mgr still gives M. a hard time for it.

oh man, I remember joggin up the steps at college with a student i was tutoring coming up behind M., and my bra broke, I deposited him in a lounge and had to run back to my room with my right boob, flopping all over.

Oh my don't you J. love those books!!? I'm waiting to read the 3rd one. haha J. M I didn't have anything embarassing to say so thought I'd chime in about the books!!!!

This is not only embarassing, but it's also kind of ironic and funny, so I bet everyone present at that time will remember it forever. Ugh.
So I was at this huge birthday party of my friend's kid. There were at least twenty kids there, all under the age of 7, so you can imagine the havoc, chaos, noise and confusion. At first the kids were J. screaming and jumping around, but soon it came to running after each other. And then this kid banged against the table and a few cups of drink spilled. We all shouted for him to stop but he didn't.
So I ran after the kid and tried to catch him. Yes, and I snagged the tablecloth and a whole array of drinks spilled.
Okay, I think I will stop here now. It's pretty much the whole story already, and I feel embarassed J. by writing this.

Lillym's story reminded M. of an embarrassing high school moment. I had one of those bras that clasp in the front and I stood up and it popped open. I wasn't huge and the bra had a bit of padding, which made it look like my boobs were moving farther and farther apart from each other and trying to migrate under my armpits. To make matters worse, I was on a charter bus full of kids, my friends had to block the view while I hiked up my shirt to re-fasten the bra and move the girls back to front and center!

I J. can't believe you could wear a sweater. It was 106 with a heat index of a billion today. Man, I wish I could wear a sweater and not die!!

I am SO glad your questions wasn't about those stupid books. I'm sick of hearing about those smutty excuses for writing!!