My best friend came in while I was on the computer and proceeded to rub my shoulders. He knew I was really sore from riding, and being a good friend, asked me if he was hurting me. Without thinking I replied:
"No, It's okay... I like it rough...."
I didn't understand WHY he burst out laughing, spitting chunks of slim jims everywhere untill AFTER he explained it to me. High-five, me.
Lets hear some of your embarrassing stories.
"I was eight years old, and I've never forgotten her face when she told me about watching you ride. She told me she saw you, and your horse was dancing in the moonlight."
-- A.C. Crispin's "Sylvester"