Well, I definitely still went out and played... tried to ignore it, not even sure how many people noticed. I'm fairly certain it didn't take long to go away. Horror and embarrassment tend to do that.

actually, I kind of thought of another example.

Well not so much embarrassing as in omg embarassing, but embarrasing for how stupid of an idea it was.


So one night, I managed to, ahem, get my self... handcuffed to myself with real handcuffs. Normally I can get them off no problem.

But... With a little booze in me ... not only was I not able to be dexterous enough to pick them, but I also thought it would be a good idea to call the cops to have them open them up for me.

yea....