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fork loin
"My boyfriend took me to a cozy, dimly lit restaurant on our anniversary. There weren't many customers, so after the main course, I crawled under the table to give him dessert. At one point, I came up for air, but on my way back down, my head smacked the table. As soon as my noggin made contact, my guy's fork went flying up in the air, landing prong-side down on his package. He let out a high-pitched yelp, and I climbed quickly back into my seat. Fortunately, the wound didn't require stitches."--Tracy, 26
lazy ploy
"One week, I was having a lot of personal problems and let my work fall by the wayside. The following Monday, I came into the office and realized that I had forgotten about a presentation I was supposed to give that morning. I hadn't done one thing to prepare, and I wasn't sure what to do. Then I had an idea. I walked into the meeting, stood in the front of the room, and just as I was about to speak, I pretended to pass out cold. The VPs all rushed to my side and attempted to revive me while I tried my best not to laugh. When I finally `came to,' my boss told me to go home, get some rest, and give my presentation later that week."--Cynthia, 31
cell phone slipup
"My boyfriend really wanted to find new and exciting places to have sex, so I always kept my eye out. One afternoon at the mall, I spotted an out-of-the-way elevator that didn't get much use. When I got home, I sent a text message to my boyfriend's cell phone telling him about the elevator and that it would be a fun place to bump and grind. Unfortunately, I completely ...