February will be the month of confessions :devil: .

What have you been holding back...what mis-deed have you committed.....broken the law and nobody knows...got over friendly with a friend/colleague/animal...anything you are just not particularly proud of?

Grab that evil flotsum from your murky past and share it with us here because this February you are FAIR GAME.


PROCLAIMER:
What ever is discussed on this thread is top secret and must never be repeated to another person. SO can in no way be held accountable or responsible for any resulting convictions or court actions. This thread will also be deleted on 1st March and never discussed again.

I will start.

I used to be a Kiss a Gram and used to strip down to my sexy underwear on the top of tables in crowded restaurants or bars and get paid a tidy sum for doing so.

I was very good actually. :devil:

Hmm, well, there are no skeletons in my cupboard.
Absolute angel , that's me.

Yes indeed... :blush:

Hmm, well, there are no skeletons in my cupboard.
Absolute angel , that's me.

Yes indeed... :blush:
......Fibber

......Fibber


Well, I could tell you about the time I got into a fight with my sister over an Easter chick I made at school...

She cut bits out of it (bitch) so I went and lopped all the hair off one of her dolls. :laugh:

[QUOTE=Cat]I will start.

I used to be a Kiss a Gram and used to strip down to my sexy underwear on the top of tables in crowded restaurants or bars and get paid a tidy sum for doing so.

I was very good actually. :devil:[/QUOT

Thanks for that mental picture that will haunt me all day now

Cor Cat - were you were you were you???:ohmy:


My confession is one of destruction, lies, evilness and blame.

I cut my sisters curtains right up the middle for about 18 inches or so. When my Mum found the cut, she got us both together and asked who did it - of course, I denied it. To cut a long story short, my sister, eventually admitted to cutting the curtains. And it was me all along! I am really sorry Kate and Mum but I lied, decieved, wantonly destroyed my sisters curtains and blamed my gorgeous little sister for this evil act! But the silly mare should never have owned up!!!:laugh:

I was once the driver for a crime boss

He had a body guard called frank who was not very bright but built like a brick s**t house

While driving along one night he was sitting in the front of the car and frank was in the back and he was throwing polo mints at frank over his shoulder and saying some one is chucking mints at you frank

Frank was convinced that it was someone outside the car doing it

This was to make frank angry like some one bating a dog because we where going to see someone who he wanted frank to vent his anger on

I will never forget it just before we got out the car he said

Frank this bloke said there are three types of turd mustard custard and you big s**t
it was like lodging a gun

My next confession;

I made my Mum smoke cannabis. I pretended it was just a rollie and me and my sister made her smoke it - she did, loved it, and was hilarious all afternoon [we were at a concert at the time]. We did later admit to it - but there is no way on God's earth does she or will she believe us - but it is true!!

back in the distant late 80's early 90's I lived with a prehistoric CAVEMAN called Mick who was football mad........

So its World Cup 1990, Mick has his brand spanking new England shirt that needs washing......I wash said England shirt and the effing washer/dryer ATE it....

I was cacking myself about telling him, so I let him think it had been stolen off the washing line......only problem was, the Chelsea fan down the road all of a sudden had the same England top that Mick had had "stolen"....to this day, Mick thinks that the "Chelsea Scum" from down the road nicked it..........:laugh:

Ohh good stuff...but we want MORE.

Could a kindly mod sticky this now and unstick International January.

Ta.
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When I was 18, I had an affair with a 36 year old man that I worked with for 9 months, and it only finished when I met my husband to be.

When I was 18, I had an affair with a 36 year old man
that I worked with for 9 months, and it only finished when
I met my husband to be.

Did he keep saying things like
I have been their already
I have done that
Take more word for it its more fun than it sounds
I have don't that so many times before I don’t want to do it again

Where is the I have changed my mind and don't want to post button on this thing

Did he keep saying things like
I have been their already
I have done that
Take more word for it its more fun than it sounds
I have don't that so many times before I don’t want to do it again

No :wink2:

I once ran out of a taxi telling the driver that I didn't have enough money to pay and that I was just going to pop into the house to get some..............but I didn't come back out!!!! He eventually gave up and went away! :ohmy:

Many years ago, after or during an arguement with Mr F, I went into the bathroom and scrubbed the toilet with his toothbrush!! :blush:

No :wink2:That post was terrible

See don't try and feed the baby and post at the same time

sorry
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When I was 37 I had an affair with a girl 16 years younger than me who had such big tits she could sleep on her front without her arms going dead 44 DD

Before anyone asks she was slim and attractive

Many years ago, after or during an arguement with Mr F, I went into the bathroom and scrubbed the toilet with his toothbrush!! :blush:
:sick: :sick: :sick: :devil: you are so mean!!! mind you to a scab eater it probably tasted like manna from heaven!

That post was terrible

See don't try and feed the baby and post at the same time

sorry
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Apology accepted :)

Many years ago, after or during an arguement with Mr F, I went into the bathroom and scrubbed the toilet with his toothbrush!! :blush:
That is so discussing



I stuck one girls up my a*s once



And there was this bloke in work a did not like so every time I made him a cup of tea I rubbed my member round the rim of the cup first



There was another time on site when I used to build roads that this Irish Forman up set me so I went in to the site hut then when in to my office and ****ed in his Wellingtons

when your at work you can't hit them you see

Many years ago, after or during an arguement with Mr F, I went into the bathroom and scrubbed the toilet with his toothbrush!! :blush:

Did you ever tell him?!!! :unsure: Mmmm, makes a mental note never to upset Flip next time I am down there for tea!!! :sick:

Many years ago, after or during an arguement with Mr F, I went into the bathroom and scrubbed the toilet with his toothbrush!!

I have a friend (yes I do) who did a similar thing to his brother in law who was messing his sister around...so he went round to do some diy for them and whilst there took the opportunity to pee on said fellows toothbrush and pop it back in the beaker in the bathoom............I remian very good friends with this person and do not let him use the facilities when he calls round!!

That is so discussing



I stuck one girls up my a*s once



And there was this bloke in work a did not like so every time I made him a cup of tea I rubbed my member round the rim of the cup first



There was another time on site when I used to build roads that this Irish Forman up set me so I went in to the site hut then when in to my office and ****ed in his Wellingtons

when your at work you can't hit them you see


Too much information!! Floopy, I can't believe you married this guy - did you know all this beforehand??!!! :ohmy: :huh:

Once at work me and two disgruntled colleagues spat in the milk cos none of us used it only the piggin ******* boss! ha! ha! ha!

Never upset the subordinates a Dol

A long time ago when I was married to my first husband, I was on the way to hospital to return a pair of crutches when I pulled into a petrol station & completely misjudged the turn & crumped the off side rear door with the petrol pump!

I had my passenger & fellow petrol station users sort out the dent as much as possible, got one of my friends back at home to bang the dent out with a hammer but of course, anal twit that he was, he noticed & went beserk. I told him that it happened when I was returning the crutches at the hospital & the culprit didn't leave a note! & literally for months, he would examine practically every car that had a speck of red on the wing!

& when the petrol attendent finally bubbled me, I lied & said that I'd had a big fight with him & he was just trying to get me into trouble!! :blush:

but my best one was a relative who I had an argument with during my mum & dad's divorce, she was my mum's aunt but was very vocal about my mum's 'bad points' (I'm quite impressed about how tactful that was) & we had a huge fight. She was so foul I enlisted the help of a friend who had a couple of horses in a stables & we arranged to have all the old straw, poo etc from the stables one day bagged up & we transported it to her house in the middle of the night & emptied it all over her drive - I still smile about it to this day :devil:

In answer to all about Mr F and his toothbrush - yes I told him years later, and Dol was right!! Why should a pooopy toothbrush cause any anxiety to a man who will eat a scab from the leg of a fellow officer??? God he is hard!!:blink:

In answer to all about Mr F and his toothbrush - yes I told him years later, and Dol was right!! Why should a pooopy toothbrush cause any anxiety to a man who will eat a scab from the leg of a fellow officer??? God he is hard!!:blink:


this is obviously something talked about before but this is the first time I have heard it & eeeeeeewwwwwwww :sick:

I feel most agrieved - I have nothing to confess - I have no deep dark secrets, cos I'm always so proud of my evilness, I tell everyone about it straightaway :devil:

When I worked a London Hotel I had a brief fling with the Manager (a married manager of high standing).

The morning after a staff do where I had spent the night with him in his room we were worried as to how I was going to leave the hotel unnoticed. Eventually the plan was formed. I hoofed it 25 floors down the fire exit stairs then pushed open the fire doors at the bottom thus setting off the fire alarm. The hotel then was evacuated...all 26 floors.

As the 100's of people poured out of the hotel in the cold morning air...a young lady in an evening dress could be spied sprinting down the road heading towards the nearest tube station.

God bless me lord for I did sin.

I think it would be safer to return to this thread after the meet........don't want anyone getting the wrong idea, and jumping to conclusions and not wanting to talk to me all day..... :mellow:

I think it would be safer to return to this thread after the meet........don't want anyone getting the wrong idea, and jumping to conclusions and not wanting to talk to me all day..... :mellow:
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!!!!!

notthing that bad.....really...just things, you know....... :blink:

I stuck my boss's highlighter pen up my bits after having sex with another work colleague on the boss's chair. I found this intensely amusing as he always put his pens in his mouth, which sure enough he did the next day without fail! :laugh:

I am not telling you the horrible things, sorry.

I stuck my boss's highlighter pen up my bits after having sex with another work colleague on the boss's chair. I found this intensely amusing as he always put his pens in his mouth, which sure enough he did the next day without fail! :laugh:

I am not telling you the horrible things, sorry.
DID YOU REALLY!!! :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:

I am not telling you the horrible things, sorry.
Oh I really really trhink you should now, after sharing that little gem with us :wink2:

highlighter pen

mental note to self....remove all highlighters from office tomorrow.

mental note to self....remove all highlighters from office tomorrow.
Why? Who on earth do you think I am going to shag????

Why? Who on earth do you think I am going to shag????


Are we due a fruit delivery? telephone engineer? green bag man? Shirley?(joke) :devil: :devil: :laugh:

Are we due a fruit delivery? telephone engineer? green bag man? Shirley?(joke) :devil: :devil: :laugh:

Well the nice telephone engineer is a possibility ....but no I think we are safe now SA has left.

I once walked to work and could feel something in my trouser leg falling down.:ohmy:

Kept walking for a while, when all of a sudden a pair of my knickers had fallen out from the bottom of my trouser leg and onto the pavement. A quick look round to see if anyone saw and grabbed them quick and shoved them in my pocket.

I had a pair of knickers on at the time, so I've no idea where they came from:wink2:

Please note, this was in my student nursing days, and no knickers will be flying out of my trousers at the meet.

I once walked to work and could feel something in my trouser leg falling down.:ohmy:

Kept walking for a while, when all of a sudden a pair of my knickers had fallen out from the bottom of my trouser leg and onto the pavement. A quick look round to see if anyone saw and grabbed them quick and shoved them in my pocket.

I had a pair of knickers on at the time, so I've no idea where they came from:wink2:

Please note, this was in my student nursing days, and no knickers will be flying out of my trousers at the meet.
Must be a girl thing? http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_49.gif (http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxdm22755GB)

So you used to be a nurse and that is the best confession that you can come up with

I chinny reckon

Come on tell us the story about the nasty patient I know there’s one
or the sexy one you had to bed bath http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_58.gif (http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxdm22755GB)

I used to drink in a pub opposite a nurses residents and I know what you nurses are like

I am pure, sweet, innocent and totally perfect....... :)

You are all 'orrible! :sick: and I never want to get on the wrong side of any of you! :ohmy:

Alright come on who has upset you tell us all about it

hang on let me get the Wax out me ears
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thats better

Must be a girl thing? http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_49.gif (http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxdm22755GB)

So you used to be a nurse and that is the best confession that you can come up with

I chinny reckon

Come on tell us the story about the nasty patient I know there’s one
or the sexy one you had to bed bath http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_58.gif (http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxdm22755GB)

I used to drink in a pub opposite a nurses residents and I know what you nurses are like

Nope not me, angelic nurse me you know http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/17/17_1_12v.gif (http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYAXGB)
I really have no idea where you get your ideas from.

I really have no idea where you get your ideas from.
Same place you learnt to cage-dance, maybe? http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/17/17_1_12v.gif (http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYAXGB)

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

What can I say....... http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/17/17_1_12v.gif (http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYAXGB)

How about dropping the angel routine
Andrea my queen
by coming clean
know what I mean


Bugg grit I can't stop rhyming now

You’ve done it now woody

It won’t be long before there is Woodstock bashing thread

If I was you I would dig a deep trench buy a tin hat and keep my head down

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You could always say sorry to Morph

Cockney I have always maintained you are at your best when you have your head down!! :laugh:

Funny your not the first to say that http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_9.gif (http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxdm22755GB)

Oooh, i did once steal an unattended bunch of flowers outside a pub, when I was v drunk one lunchtime.

That afternoon we heard that someone had been stabbed in that street, and the flowers were obviously left there for him :blush: .

I made my friend take them back for me

I nicked a plate, a cup, a knife and a fork from breakfast this morning...

I nicked a plate, a cup, a knife and a fork from breakfast this morning...
Well done. :thumbsup:

I nicked a plate, a cup, a knife and a fork from breakfast this morning...

Everytime I come in here I get more and more nervous to see what heinious crime one of my on-liners has committed this time.

Fly - you are naughty!

Which reminds me of the years and years ago when me and Max lived in London and she'd pinched some cutlery from a restaurant and put them in her hand bag.

later on we got absolutely slaughtered and ended up in this nightclub in Fulham Broadway called Dingles, where after copious amounts of alcohol we got up and entered the jive competition and actually won!!!! what a scream that was!

anyway to celebrate we drank more and more and eventually got kicked out and it ended with the bouncers confiscating Max's cutlery!!! She did eventually get it back ....... well actually they threw it at us as we weaved and puked our way up the street!

........ sigh .... those were the days! Fancy a repeat on the 26th Max?!?!

I nicked a plate, a cup, a knife and a fork from breakfast this morning...
Did it have food on it? That would have gotten you a double bonus point, knicking someone's entire breakfast :w00t:

Which reminds me of the years and years ago when me and Max lived in London and she'd pinched some cutlery from a restaurant and put them in her hand bag.

later on we got absolutely slaughtered and ended up in this nightclub in Fulham Broadway called Dingles, where after copious amounts of alcohol we got up and entered the jive competition and actually won!!!! what a scream that was!

anyway to celebrate we drank more and more and eventually got kicked out and it ended with the bouncers confiscating Max's cutlery!!! She did eventually get it back ....... well actually they threw it at us as we weaved and puked our way up the street!

........ sigh .... those were the days! Fancy a repeat on the 26th Max?!?!

There's never a dull moment with you & Max is there, makes me wish I was coming to the meet at the end of the month!

Every year my company would have a district dance in The Borders (the district being Scotland and the North East). There were a few of us who had a fair few to drink before the meal and yes, you have guessed I was one of them. Anyway during the meal, wine was consumed by the bucketload and then the General Manager began his speech. During the speech, I began to feel a bit unwell and just knew I was going to be sick, now I couldn't get up and run out of the hall in the middle of the General Manager's speech now could I? Luckily my seat was near the windows, that had huge curtains, so whilst everyone's eyes were on the GM, I ducked down pretended to get something out of my back, moved the curtains back slightly and threw up behind them, gave my mouth a quick wipe with a tissue and popped my head back up just in time to give the GM a resounding applause!!

During the speech, I began to feel a bit unwell and just knew I was going to be sick ... Luckily my seat was near the windows, that had huge curtains, so whilst everyone's eyes were on the GM, I ducked down ... moved the curtains back slightly and threw up behind them, gave my mouth a quick wipe with a tissue and popped my head back up just in time to give the GM a resounding applause!!
:sick:

lmao! and I bet you looked so dainty and discrete doing it too!! ..... did anyone ever find out???? .... besides the poor cleaners! :sick:

Keeping with the cutlery theme....I have a tendancy when drunk to weave assorted objects into my hair...anyone can join in. After a do last christmas I woke up with 2 faulks and knife and a very sweet little coffee spoon in my hair.

Could have been nasty :bag:

Ok OK Here we go

Whilst drunk I have nicked



A complete set of cutlery with the salt and pepper pots

And then lined them all upon the wall outside the restaurant that I stole them from

A garden gate because I wanted to tell my friend not to take offence take a gate

I Left it up the road a bit

Five traffic cones

The yellow ball bit off the top of a zebra crossing light

And do you remember those little statues of orphans that you get outside shops

With a slot in his head where you put the money

Well one of them

I took it back the next with the money still in it and said I found it in the front garden and they wanted to give me a reward but I wouldn’t take it

A Car

Which I parked back outside the house I stole it from



And sober from where I have worked



Three TV’s

48 tins of paint over the years

A complete garden fence comprising of eight six by six foot panels and the supporting poles

A complete bath room suite with electric shower

Four central heating radiators and enough copper pipe and connections to in stall the central heating in my house

And a TV projector like you gets in pubs

But I haven’t stolen them I have just borrowed them and fully intend to give them back at some point in the future

Ok OK Here we go

Whilst drunk I have nicked



A complete set of cutlery with the salt and pepper pots

And then lined them all upon the wall outside the restaurant that I stole them from

A garden gate because I wanted to tell my friend not to take offence take a gate

I Left it up the road a bit

Five traffic cones

The yellow ball bit off the top of a zebra crossing light

And do you remember those little statues of orphans that you get outside shops

With a slot in his head where you put the money

Well one of them

I took it back the next with the money still in it and said I found it in the front garden and they wanted to give me a reward but I wouldn’t take it

A Car

Which I parked back outside the house I stole it from



And sober from where I have worked



Three TV’s

48 tins of paint over the years

A complete garden fence comprising of eight six by six foot panels and the supporting poles

A complete bath room suite with electric shower

Four central heating radiators and enough copper pipe and connections to in stall the central heating in my house

And a TV projector like you gets in pubs

But I haven’t stolen them I have just borrowed them and fully intend to give them back at some point in the future



No but see but see..I do understand. I have to steal something from eveyrwhere I go

I blew some things up once.

When we lived in a Mediterranean country a Norwegian friend's two teenage daughters came to stay with us for their summer holiday. They were lovely kids, happy and loads of fun to have around the place, until one of them got run over. She was okay - a broken leg and pretty shook up, but okay. We flew them home as soon as she could travel.

Everyone knew the driver. He was a young local wannabe gangster, into drugs dealing and smuggling, who drove around the place in a big Merc at fifteen mph with crap music pumping behind blackened windows. Escape From New York was probably his favourite film. He'd had plenty of time to avoid the collision, by all accounts, but simply chose to run the girl over rather than brake.

No-one would give evidence against him, though. And the police weren't exactly busting a gut to prove anything.

So I stalked him for a while and then one night, a few months later, I blew all his stuff up. His Merc, his big motorbike, both his power boats and the lock-up where he kept his smuggled goods.

I'm not proud of it. It's just what I did. I wouldn't do it now.

I don't blame you dab, I would like to think I would be brave enough to do the same.





Bloody hell!!!

I don't blame you dab, I would like to think I would be brave enough to do the same.
Bloody hell!!!

I'll 2nd that!

I blew some things up once.

When we lived in a Mediterranean country a Norwegian friend's two teenage daughters came to stay with us for their summer holiday. They were lovely kids, happy and loads of fun to have around the place, until one of them got run over. She was okay - a broken leg and pretty shook up, but okay. We flew them home as soon as she could travel.

Everyone knew the driver. He was a young local wannabe gangster, into drugs dealing and smuggling, who drove around the place in a big Merc at fifteen mph with crap music pumping behind blackened windows. Escape From New York was probably his favourite film. He'd had plenty of time to avoid the collision, by all accounts, but simply chose to run the girl over rather than brake.

No-one would give evidence against him, though. And the police weren't exactly busting a gut to prove anything.

So I stalked him for a while and then one night, a few months later, I blew all his stuff up. His Merc, his big motorbike, both his power boats and the lock-up where he kept his smuggled goods.

I'm not proud of it. It's just what I did. I wouldn't do it now.
New plan R2 let the Wookie win

blimey o'reailly!

dab - you say "blew all his stuff up" - what did you use to blow it up. How?
Not that I need to blow anyones stuff up though! I'm just intrigued!

I don't think it would be too good for your lovely site if I started posting explosive recipes here, Haydon. :unsure: Suffice to say that anything containing fuel can go bang, and I had access to bangy stuff in my job. It was a long time ago and I was young and stupid. :huh:

Did you ever get found out, Dab? Remind me never, ever to mess with you!! :shocking:

Did you ever get found out, Dab? Remind me never, ever to mess with you!! :shocking:

Well, it wasn't rocket science, but no-one was interested in proving anything. Much easier to assume it was a turf war between young gangsters.

And it was a very long time ago. I don't do that kind of thing now. :angel:

I went on a touring holiday round France in a large camper van with my hubby, his sister and her husband and his brother.

It was his brother's birthday while we were there and as he didn't have a girlfriend at the time we took with us one of those blow-up dolls (we nicknamed her Windy Wendy) and on his birthday we secretly blew it up and dressed it in basque, stockings, wig, etc. and gave it to him in a wine bar. We had a great night there, everyone in the bar joined in and we all got well drunk.

During the holiday we went to Mont St. Michel which (in case you've never seen it) is like a large fortress thingy with a Cathedral right at the top. We had been all round and up to the top and were parked at the bottom overnight admiring it all lit up. Then we had an idea.

Three of us went back up to the battlements with a deflated Windy Wendy hidden in a bag, a rope and a large bottle of water.

We hid in some bushes and blew up Windy Wendy, tied the rope round her neck and round the bottle of water and lobbed her over the side of the battlements then legged it down to the bottom.

She looked so funny just hanging there. We were all rolling about laughing and bearing in mind we were average age between 45 and 55 I suppose we should have know better.

Someone eventually hauled her back in and the last we saw was just the top of her head bobbing along the battlements. :laugh:

I went on a touring holiday round France in a large camper van with my hubby, his sister and her husband and his brother.

It was his brother's birthday while we were there and as he didn't have a girlfriend at the time we took with us one of those blow-up dolls (we nicknamed her Windy Wendy) and on his birthday we secretly blew it up and dressed it in basque, stockings, wig, etc. and gave it to him in a wine bar. We had a great night there, everyone in the bar joined in and we all got well drunk.

During the holiday we went to Mont St. Michel which (in case you've never seen it) is like a large fortress thingy with a Cathedral right at the top. We had been all round and up to the top and were parked at the bottom overnight admiring it all lit up. Then we had an idea.

Three of us went back up to the battlements with a deflated Windy Wendy hidden in a bag, a rope and a large bottle of water.

We hid in some bushes and blew up Windy Wendy, tied the rope round her neck and round the bottle of water and lobbed her over the side of the battlements then legged it down to the bottom.

She looked so funny just hanging there. We were all rolling about laughing and bearing in mind we were average age between 45 and 55 I suppose we should have know better.

Someone eventually hauled her back in and the last we saw was just the top of her head bobbing along the battlements. :laugh:

The thought of her gaping mouthed face :shock: bobbing along the tops of the battlements made me larf.

Come on everyone...we want more dirt.

DISH IT

One came back to me yesterday when in town...I drove by a place I used to work when I was 18. It was a small photographic studio, I looked after the office whilst he photographed.

I had only recently passed my driving test and he was very kind and used to let me drive his car on errands. One day I reversed out of the car park crashing into a bollard creating a huge dent in the side.

I carried on with the errand and didn't say anything when I got back I was so ashamed of my crappy driving. The next morning he asked me about this enormous dent in his car ........I denied all knowledge......But there's paint all over the bollard in the carpark, one of us must have done it......still I denied. He accepted my blatant lie and we just carried on.

I dont' know why I did this, he was a nice chap and wouldn't have gone mad....I was just so up my own **** about my newly aquired driving skills.
Driving by the little carpark yesterday made me red with shame.

Not juicy I know, but still makes me squirm. :bag:

Confession - I phined in sick on Monay, citing a strained back due to sleeping on airport departure lounge seats combined with luggage and baby carrying.

Tuesday was blummin cold, so I decided taking just one day off would look suspicious, so I took another.

Today my boss rang to ask about something and adised me to take the rest of the week off :w00t:

Bad, ain't I? :devil:

Bad, ain't I? :devil:

Yep :laugh:

Confession - I phined in sick on Monay, citing a strained back due to sleeping on airport departure lounge seats combined with luggage and baby carrying.

Tuesday was blummin cold, so I decided taking just one day off would look suspicious, so I took another.

Today my boss rang to ask about something and adised me to take the rest of the week off :w00t:

Bad, ain't I? :devil:
If that was me I wouldn't be able to sleep for the rest of week and wind myself up into such a guilty state that I really would make myself ill.

But as I said....if that was me.
:sleep:

I'm really quite proud

What's the theme for March?

I was to perfect to take part in this months theme so if we could have a theme which will allow us of a more godly nature to participate in it would be much appreciated. :angel: