GoinBackToCali
Well-Known Member
..... you have ever had...
For me, it's a tossup. Yanno the pantyhose ya don't wear unmentionables with? Hem of my skirt.. tucked in the top of my pantyhose, walked to the front of the church to sit..
Taught me to go to the potty at HOME and not during the middle of the service.
AND...
Teenage awkwardness, my heifer got loose from the Ag Farm, which was right next to the stadium.
She got loose during the Homecoming game, ran through the players, they ran screaming from the field.. in full padding..screaming like girls.
So.. I had to march down to the field, and since I was in the Homecoming court, I was in a dress, and heels. The heifer did not want to be caught.. so in addition to chasing her all over the field IN heels.. once I caught her.. she took off dragging me by her lead rope.. like an old western, cowboy being dragged behind his horse, skirt riding up over my head. Fortunately I was wearing shorts underneath.. (I guess I learned my lesson from the church incident)
I just recalled another one. I am 6ft3, I played the drums in the marching band. The tuba's were right behind us. During a game, the tuba player behind me bent over, knocking me smooth out.. I had to be carted off the field by the medics.
To this day.. people may not recall my name.. but I can say *Tuba Drummer* and they smile knowingly..
It will be on my headstone.. seriously.. no name.. just *Tuba Drummer*.
For me, it's a tossup. Yanno the pantyhose ya don't wear unmentionables with? Hem of my skirt.. tucked in the top of my pantyhose, walked to the front of the church to sit..
Taught me to go to the potty at HOME and not during the middle of the service.
AND...
Teenage awkwardness, my heifer got loose from the Ag Farm, which was right next to the stadium.
She got loose during the Homecoming game, ran through the players, they ran screaming from the field.. in full padding..screaming like girls.
So.. I had to march down to the field, and since I was in the Homecoming court, I was in a dress, and heels. The heifer did not want to be caught.. so in addition to chasing her all over the field IN heels.. once I caught her.. she took off dragging me by her lead rope.. like an old western, cowboy being dragged behind his horse, skirt riding up over my head. Fortunately I was wearing shorts underneath.. (I guess I learned my lesson from the church incident)
I just recalled another one. I am 6ft3, I played the drums in the marching band. The tuba's were right behind us. During a game, the tuba player behind me bent over, knocking me smooth out.. I had to be carted off the field by the medics.
To this day.. people may not recall my name.. but I can say *Tuba Drummer* and they smile knowingly..
It will be on my headstone.. seriously.. no name.. just *Tuba Drummer*.