"Well you don't really need EIGHT INCHES''
It can be dangerous having such a loud powerful voice, or hanging around a guy like me sometimes.
As a dancer friend of mine found out last night when we were hanging out in an elegant restaurant, at the bar, discussing heel sizes on dancer shows.
There was a party of about 6 girls at a table behind us, I think they were highly amused, even if they might have disagreed with what it sounded like I was saying.
;D
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My sister is an artist. When she was in her first year of school they had to hang their pieces in the studio. When they took the pieces down they'd have to patch the holes and paint over them to make it look like no holes were ever put in the walls. My sister had been using spackle, and it wasn't working super well. A friend told her to use caulking, and just run her thumb over it to make it blend with the wall. When they were having dinner later, the friend asked her how it went. Enthusiastically, my sister shouted
"You converted me! I LOVE caulk!"
....right as the live band stopped playing and the restaurant went dead silent.
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I wouldn't have called it dangerous, so much as hilarious - my God, Djoser, the things that come out of your mouth! Bet listening in on that conversation made their nite tho :D
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A few months ago, I was discussing tea with a friend at work, and I said something ridiculous like "Once you go black, you never go back!" just as another coworker was walking into the breakroom...
Not sure how that even came out; I don't drink black tea...
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Ha I love these stories.
I have one even worse, I think I wrote about in the Lounge a few years back. I'll see if I can find it.