Embarrassing Moments

OK. My turn. And this is very embarrassing... It might beat the main story.
We were at a dinner party, I took the dog with me. It was 'that time of the month' for me, so I went to the bathroom to do what I had to do, and then I threw out the used hygienic product in to the trash. Then, when we were all siting around having wine and cheese, my dog comes out looking very happy and wobbly. He had brought that "product", shell we say, out of the trash for everyone to see. Everyone went - "Oh, what you got there?" I was smiling and curious. I then leaned over and saw what it was. I went [sm=uhoh.gif][&:][:'(]. I pulled it out of his mouth, and people where like - "Oh, what was it?" "Nothing!"
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Your supposed to bury it? Hmmm... I guess we go to remote enough places that I don't even have to clean up after my dogs.

Since we've gotten to camping, I'll share one that seriously did not happen to me. When I go camping hygeine goes out the window. I bath in the lake in the morning once its warm enough and thats about it. The rest of the time I wipe my hands on my pants and go about my business. I don't even pack soap unless I'm gonna be there for more than 3 days.

One girl, Jill, that came camping on May Long Weekend( a major event here in Northwestern Ontario) was not as carefree as I. She was camped up at the top of Amesdale, which is about a 5 minute walk from the lake. She would use the outhouse at the top of the hill and then make the trek down the hill with her little bar of soap everytime she went. Wrinkling her nose at all of us "dirty" people. So since this has turned into a major party with many many teenage boys all around all drunk and acting stupid, things happen. They decided, in typical teen wisdom, to move the outhouse back 5 feet. And guess who fell in? The whole thing still makes me gag[:'(], but I'm sure Jill never went camping again.

My sister used to compete in body building, so she was a gym regular.  In fact, she was sooo comfortable there... she one day passed gas so horribly rank that two buff bodybuilder types cringed while loudly proclaiming their disgust at the odor and shot a nasty look at her husband who was walking with her.  He took the blame like a champ - what some men will do for love.
 
For myself, also at the gym... I was spotting my male neighbor when he was doing a benchpress that he was evidently not prepared for.  I told him I couldn't handle much weight.  "Just 3-4 reps" he tells me....He's doing fine, but then decides to aim for rep 5.. and then 6.  Can't make it.  We're talking 385lbs here... I wasn't exactly qualified to lift that entire amount off of him.  So, we got one end up on the rack and his weaker arm just couldn't make it.  He pushed up and ducked out of the way as the bar fell to the bench and the 192lbs of plates crashed to the floor.  An entire gym full of people (about 40 at the time) stared at us...[][&:]

They decided, in typical teen wisdom, to move the outhouse back 5 feet. And guess who fell in? The whole thing still makes me gag, but I'm sure Jill never went camping again.

That's it!!  Not that I ever planned to camp again, cause I'm one of those girlie girls, but this clinched it - ugh!!!  []

I don't have any embarrassing "poo" stories. I simply have the almost life threatening ones.
I cannot even IMAGINE having to void myself in the wilderness.
Oh, Shelly, you are a COURAGEOUS woman!

Becca- [&o]unfortunately that is NOT the ONLY embarrasing "poo" story I have, but it is the ONLY one I am willing to share on the forum...[] 

AND..as far as the outdoors...I don't care if I go two weeks without a shower, clean clothes or a toilet..it is ALL worth it to me to enjoy the solitude and the beauty of camping in the mountains... the very best times of my life have been camping[]

Your supposed to bury it? Hmmm... I guess we go to remote enough places that I don't even have to clean up after my dogs.

Huskymom... as far as minimum impact to the environment you are suppose to dig what they call a "cathole" and poop in it and then re-cover it. You must always packout toilet paper and if you are within a couple hundred feet from a water source, then you are suppose to pack out the "poop" too... []  FUN STUFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Don't even get me started about packing out "feminine" products [:'(]

AND that is an AWFUL STORY ... that girl had something coming but THAT is INSANE![][]

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ORIGINAL: miranadobe

 192lbs of plates crashed to the floor.  An entire gym full of people (about 40 at the time) stared at us...[][&:]

 
okay, dropping weights at the gym is probably one of my BIGGEST fears!!! 
 
on that note, i have a gym story.. i was running on the treadmill and checking out this guy in the mirror wall who was the super-smoking hottest thing i'd even seen.  evidently, DH noticed and kept turning up the speed on my treadmill, just a little at a time, until i was at a full sprint, at which point i noticed and when i looked down at the display, i lost my footing and FELL OFF.  and it f***ing HURT.  not just my pride.  no more checking out guys in front of DH

DH noticed and kept turning up the speed on my treadmill, just a little at a time, until i was at a full sprint, at which point i noticed and when i looked down at the display, i lost my footing and FELL OFF. and it f***ing HURT. not just my pride. no more checking out guys in front of DH

ROFLMAO!!!!!!!![sm=rotfl.gif] Sara..I think I would appreciate your DH's sick sense of humor![8D]

probably one of my BIGGEST fears!!!

WHICH reminds me!
I exclaimed BINGO at a huge BINGO hall because nobody explained to me what a coverall meant.  The caller just kept going and ignored me, knowing I was grossly premature in my "win".  My face was more red than the dobber.  That's what I get for trying to bond w/my then-boyfriend's mother!

you know, he said, "serves you right, sl*t".... bless his heart, he never even asked if i was ok.

we laugh about it now; if he sees me fawning over someone, he says, "easy, or i'll turn up your treadmill."
 
ETA... you mean you DON'T scream bingo??? what the heck is a coverall??  i thought they were an outfit i wear to change my oil??

Much like Badrap I have to make sure that mine is G rated. (Sorry but the secrets thread was great for a while, then I just wanted to kick myself in the butt for some of my comments.)
 
When I was 19 & in college, I dated a fraternity guy. We had been dating for about 5 months, when he & I attended a Halloween party at his frat house. I dressed as a Greek Goddess (white sheet wrapped around me), a cute pair of sandals, & some olive branches in my hair. When I arrived at the house (around 9:00 p.m.), I was immediately handed a cup of punch & I must admit that the punch was excellent. After about 4 cups of punch, my bf warned me that 2 cups of the punch would be the limit of what I could handle. I was sure that he was wrong because I felt fine. About 9 cups later (around 10:00 p.m.), I realized that he was right & the punch was on its way back up. I ended up laying on the front porch with my head hanging off vomiting. (not my finest hours) I only remember parts of the night, but I do remember that I didn#%92t wear panties & my sheet came undone. Everyone at the party got to see my freshly tattooed butt. Some folks even took pictures. I recall waking up at about 2:00 a.m. & walking all the way inside to the pool table (around 8 feet away). I passed out on the pool table & vomited in one of the pockets. I woke up the next morning, re-wrapped my sheet & headed home. I even went back to the house for other parties. I just stayed away from the punch.
 
I am still friends with most of these people & I have received copies of the pics of my butt as Christmas & B-Day gifts.

ETA... you mean you DON'T scream bingo??? what the heck is a coverall??

Me too.  I have since learned it means every square on your card is... (throat clear)... COVERED.  Yeah, I made one whopping straight line and thought "HOLY CRAP, I WON!"... not so much.  I was about 11 empty squares from being done...

I shared this in the Silly Secrets Thread but here it goes again if anyone missed it....
 
I peed my bf's bed when I was drunk one night and apparently I had said I had to go pee but was too lazy to get up so I just peed right there....and I did it again a few months later.
And bad thing was that I had no recolection of it so when I woke up the next moring and he sleeping on the floor I had NO idea why.....until I asked. [&:]
 
He wasn't too happy with me.

with great fear of jinxing myself i must admit i have yet to have problems with farting in public or "losing control" of other functions.... i made it through twopregnancies without incident, so i am probably going to pay dearly for my comment if i ever get pregnant again....

However.... anyone know who Billy Conolly is? If not then you're in for a treat.... that is IF you dont have virgin ears... though this is one of his cleaner stand up routines. The best part is in the middle when he spends five minutes talking about farts... Dare you not to laugh.... and its sooooooo true!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r1Qm4D6X3Mc&mode=related&search=

Oh I always take the TP... but I leave the poop behind. I mean the bears leave bigger piles...

Wow, there are a lot of you that are braver than me.  I'll jump out of a plane but make me go camping & even mention bears & I am packing my stuff & heading home!!!  Don't ya'll know those things can eat you?