I have to disclose up front I have had many over the years that has caused my wife anguish , pain you name it. Let me start out saying my wife always is yelling at me to pull up my pants your ass is showing. I believe the worst happened about 20 years ago while we were living upstate N.Y. Once a month on the weekend we would drive to a pet supply store in Brewster where I pick up 200 lbs of dog food for our pack. On one of these trips she noticed there was a hair salon next to the pet store and decided to make an appointment to have here hair done on our next trip. Keep in mind my wife usally cuts her own hair and this would be a treat for her. Well on our next trip I backed up to the sidewalk to make it easier for me to load the bags in and went to purchase the food while my wife was having her hair done. After loading the dog food I went in to the hair salon to wait for my wife. I noticed while I was waiting how there was dead silence, no one was talking. As we got back into our car my wife says " I AM NEVER GOING BACK THERE AGAIN " and of course I asked why. She told me as I was loading the dog food the owner of the shop who was working on her Pointed & Yelled look at that guys ass.
My wife said she was praying that I wouldn`t come into the place but of course I did. That was the last time she ever had her hair done. I guess you can call me the Butt Crack King
I embarass my Fiance' on a daily basis just by being seen with her in public.....bOOyAh
I would have NO idea how to begin to archive or database in any organized fashion the plethora of stuff I have done in my life that would qualify. Potentially of biblical proportion when complete....
so...was visiting acquaintances who my ex really wanted to like us. I thought they were great, partly because they had a looong twisty/sweepy access road to their barn/shop and said, "sure, drive as fast as you want on that road." (jimmy also had a ferrari mondial droptop, and let me drive it a bunch, which even tho it's a 'sucky ferrari' was A-OK by me)
so we're visiting in midwinter, and jimmy's barn road was awesome, like a video game road with HUGE snowbanks. heh, I's been haulingass for several laps, and managed to fly up and over the bank while horsing around in 3rd gear...with Jimmy watching from the barn. he just shook his head and went to fire up his backhoe/tractor. I thought the ex was gonna kill me. while me and Jimmy worked to haul it out, she just sat in the car reading the paper even tho the RS was almost on its side on far side of a 4-foot snowbank
Oh come on guys. 65 views and only 3 resposes. I bet if you check with your wife or gf she will give you something to post. If 90% of you haven`t embarrased or P `d off your women than you must be saints
I'll have to ask the wife what my most embarrasing moment was.
But I do recall having to call a tow truck to haul two cars 30ft each....
See, the Mazda RX-7 was my bride and joy, until one day after much prep work to get it on the road it blew the slave cyl rod right thru the clutch fork, on my way to work. So I spun it around, quickly figured out how to shift without a clutch, and drove it all the way home and made it half way up the driveway when I stalled it. Battery was dead due to a bad alternator and me using the starter to creep it a little further up the driveway, no nuetral safety switches back then. Then I realized I needed another car to get to work for I jacked my wife's Ford Escort. Problem is there was a dead RX-7 blocking the driveway. So I attempted to tow the RX-7 with the Escort the last 30 ft out of the way. Somewhere along this escapade the Escort clutch gave up. Peeee UUUU! Smelly clutch! Now I had 2 cars dead in the driveway, both facing up hill. The wife says "what you gunna do now?"
I called the tow truck and requested two cars be towed 30ft to the top of my driveway so I could work on them. The tow company showed up with two big dudes and we just pushed the cars the last 30ft while my wife steered. Then she ran off and hid in the house while I admitted to being an idiot over coffee and cigarettes with the tow guys. I could have avoided the hole mess if I just let the RX-7 coast backwards down the drive, and drove the Subaru or Escort to work. All the RX-7 needed was a washer tack welded to the clutch fork so the slave rod wouldn't poke thru.
