Unintentional Naked Thursdays
Rolf gets ready for ze big match
Did you know that "Dine Fellow Tell" is an anagram of Well done Fillet? Neither did I. Heh, I think it's quite apt. It amused me for a bit on Wednesday night before the incident. Oh the incident, I go red just thinking about it.
It was late Wednesday night or rather, early Thursday morning and I was getting ready for bed. I had spent the previous four hours swearing my way round the Internet in the wake of Manchester United's defeat at the hands of the terribly cunty shower of bratwurst munching, mullet sporting, referee chasing mooks, Bayern Munich. My god have you seen their fans? It's like looking back in time to the 1980's what with all that stoned washed denim and blonde tipped hair. And then they took their shirts off [shudder]. It was a vision of a famine in the North East of England I could have lived without. Classless Euro trash.
Christ, I'm off again...I promised I would calm down.
Anyhoo back to the incident. Like I say I was disrobing for bed. Jeans, shirt, socks, monks were all cast to the four corners of the room such was my mood. Small point, if you are in a bad mood it's best not to try and take it out on your clothes as you strip. The jeans I flung knocked over the lamp which hit the cup of cold tea casing it to topple and spew it's contents in the direction of the Mac Book. Now I'm not blessed with cat like reflexes at the best of times but I am even more sluggish at two in the morning. But crisis was adverted partly due to the socks that ended up in the same corner as my jeans.
I stumbled back to the laundry basket with sopping wet socks and errant jeans in hand and dropped them all beside the basket. As I have been known to do, heh. Being that it was just past 2am and not exactly warm I turned to the chest of drawers seeking a t-shirt and jammy bottoms but whilst I could secure the services of an appropriate t-shirt I couldn't find jammy bottoms. I pulled the shirt on and stood for a moment and pondered as to just where they could be. But as I pondered, with my ahem waiter's friend swinging in the air if you know what I mean, I failed to notice the large gap between curtain and wall. The very same gap between curtain and wall that allowed the three young chaps on their way back from the gym, well they were wearing tracksuits, to see into my slumbering chamber. Not that they were content just to stare mind, oh no, that would have been no fun. There then followed a round of, "Yeeeeooooww" (this is when I became alerted to their presence) followed up quickly by a round or four of, "We can see your willie".
Obviously I closed the gap between wall and curtain in a flash, heh, no pun intended and then flopped on the bed to consider how a day that had started with so much promise had effectively ended up as an episode of Mr Bean.
Meh.
And incase you're wondering "Ma Bunchy Rein" is an anagram of Bayern Munich. I don't know what it means either.
Have a good weekend and remember to close the gap between wall and curtain before you get ready for bed...
Is it on YouTube?
Kindly provide a link.
Hahhahahaha….oh sugar puffs I hope not…
Best have a search to see just in case…and then post us the link of course.
Scundered Manuel. Nothing worse!
The teenage boys walk of shame “to the laundry basket with sopping wet socks
whit rabbit: no….too scared now…oh sweet jesus that would be the end of me
ellie: bwahahahahs…..you’re shocking….
Ah…. unintentional nudity. The poor man’s peep show at it’s finest! You should have charged them!
From what I’ve heard they must of had good eyesight. Old Knudsen sometimes ‘forgets’ to close the curtains all the way too, ach the things we do for thrills.
Bit late to be applying for the priesthood, is it not?
If you hear the sound of spray cans and knuckles dragging later on stay inside.
“Royal Wine Sluice Ewe” is an anagram for “We can see your willie”
And that’s the case for the defence, your honour
FMP.
Tears are tripping me.
Were you bathed in the orange glow of the street light? Or was it ever fixed?
When I was 17 I caught a guy sitting in his car across the street with a pair of binoculars watching me change. Creepy.
The bare faced cheek
Ha! Those crazy yoofs and their portable scanning electron microscopes.
must run…..work to do…spent too much time eating eggs to reply….meh!
if they were on your side of the road be embarassed, if they were across the other side of the road, brag your heart out =)
pss wr send me the link if it is..
Ha! I have to ask, how old were they though? We can see your willy indeed!
Unintentional nudity happens to the best of us. I remember one morning after buying a new, badly fitting bra, sailing past a Tesco delivery man with one enormous boob popping out, actually flopping right out, of the front of my shirt.
He loved it. The big pervert!
Exhibitionist, eh? I was kind of rooting for your to have your very own porn ending there, where the three passersby came in. Not so I could read about it, but for your benefit only. Then I guessed they were most likely dudes, and figured you’d want nothing to do with that, so immediately stopped rooting for it to happen.
Oh mo Dhia! Scarlet for ya Manuel! So did you end up going to sleep in just a tshirt or did the elusive pyjama bottoms ever surface?
Years ago during a really hot Summer I was painting my room in a vest and shorts, and discovered a creepy guy looking in my window while he was jerking off….very disturbing….I dived to the floor and crawled out of the room and didn’t return for a few hours…I blame the lack of curtain too.
….just thought I would share that charming image
I frequently walk back to the bedroom starkers towelling myself dry, it`s a God given right. What I do not want is some guy sitting on the wall at the end of my garden staring back into my house with a creepy leer on his face. I`m glad I leave my garden hose connected in the garden, I made good use of it that day. Regular people-1, perverts-0.
Yes, where I live there are a lot of “unique individuals”
I’m assuming yelling “Thank fuck, I thought I’d lost it in yer ma” would not have been the appropriate response to shout out the window?