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Following the link for crap towns (see thread below) i started poking about The Idler website. I spat tea all over my computer screen. My sides ache through laughing. Here's the link to the "Embarrassing Stories" section.
Embarrassing Stories
And here's an example...
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Hot curry hell
By Dan Gibbons
My friends James and Julia were invited to a party
thrown by another friend. He'd just come back from
India, and consequentially there was going to be an
Indian theme to the whole affair. James and Julia also
thought it would be nice to invite another couple
along as they vaguely knew the host as well and it
would give them someone to talk to in case they didn't
know anyone else there.
Come the evening of the party James dressed as Apache
Indian, famed bangramuffin, and Julia got up as Clive
of India (though my memory may be deceiving me there)
knocked on the door of the eerily quiet party only to
be greeted by the host, dressed perfectly normally.
Realisation only dawned when they were shown through
to the living room to find a bunch of ethnic Indians
earnestly tucking into an authentic Indian meal, and
looking through the host’s photos from her trip. None
of them, of course, were in fancy dress.
Their extreme embarrassment was then surpassed
however, as the next guests to arrive happened to be
the couple they'd invited, both dressed as chickens,
both wearing T-shirts emblazoned with the words Korma
and Buna respectively.
Embarrassing Stories
And here's an example...
_
Hot curry hell
By Dan Gibbons
My friends James and Julia were invited to a party
thrown by another friend. He'd just come back from
India, and consequentially there was going to be an
Indian theme to the whole affair. James and Julia also
thought it would be nice to invite another couple
along as they vaguely knew the host as well and it
would give them someone to talk to in case they didn't
know anyone else there.
Come the evening of the party James dressed as Apache
Indian, famed bangramuffin, and Julia got up as Clive
of India (though my memory may be deceiving me there)
knocked on the door of the eerily quiet party only to
be greeted by the host, dressed perfectly normally.
Realisation only dawned when they were shown through
to the living room to find a bunch of ethnic Indians
earnestly tucking into an authentic Indian meal, and
looking through the host’s photos from her trip. None
of them, of course, were in fancy dress.
Their extreme embarrassment was then surpassed
however, as the next guests to arrive happened to be
the couple they'd invited, both dressed as chickens,
both wearing T-shirts emblazoned with the words Korma
and Buna respectively.
