Awkward Family Story: Over the Top

When I was 13 years old, my family took a trip to old town in San Diego, California. At the time, I was a skinny kid and very insecure about my lack of muscles. I used to challenge my mother to arm wrestles, etc. because it made me feel better to know that I could beat someone in my family. One night after dinner when we were walking back to the hotel, I dared my mom to move me from a standing position. I bent my knees and readied myself. She charged, rammed into me, and sent all 125 pounds of me flying backwards through a store window of a gift shop.  As you can imagine, a very difficult story to explain to the police.


(submitted by Garrett)

In Stories • June 15th, 2009 • 48 Comments »

Awkward Family Story: Indecent Proposal

My wife and I were having trouble getting pregnant. One afternoon, my sister-in-law came over to my apartment while I was home alone. After a few moments of small talk she told me that she wanted to help us with our problem and would be willing to carry my baby. I assumed that she meant to say “our (me and my wife’s) baby.” But my sister-in-law clarified that she was only talking about me… awkward.

(submitted by Roger)

In Stories • June 9th, 2009 • 82 Comments »

Awkward Family Story

When I was 10 years old, my parents took us on vacation to a water park. I told my dad I had to go to the bathroom; he pointed to a building and let me go in by myself. When I got in, I noticed there were no urinals, and none of the stalls had toilets in them. Confused, I went into a stall anyway, pulled the curtain closed behind me, and did my business all over the floor. When I got out, we started walking away when another man with his son asked my dad if we knew of any bathrooms nearby. My dad pointed to the building that I had just exited. The man said, “No, that’s just a dressing room to change in and out of bathing suits.” My Dad said that was not true, as I had just used the bathroom in there. The other man insisted and my father started to get angry, “Are you calling my son a liar?” My Dad told the man we would all go in together to prove my innocence. Despite my objections, the four of us went in and when my Dad whipped open the curtain to the first stall…


-Kevin, North Smithfield, RI

In Stories • May 4th, 2009 • 49 Comments »
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