What up junkies? Hey about 10 years ago. Me my wife and my daughter were out. Walgreens cashing out. I paid the guy. He handed me mercy. And he said, have a good day. Now, my brain wanted to respond with you too, dude. And my mouth wanted to respond with Youtube Bud and they came out together. And I looked at this 6 foot, 5, 250 pound, black man with dreads and said you too boo. Boo, I called a grown ass man. Boo I right in front of my daughter, my 16 year old daughter. I called a grown ass man Boo. And he just looked at me he said what I didn't notice, I didn't even say anything. My response was urgent. Just noise, I didn't even say a word. I just said noise to this man after calling him. Boo. So, we shop at CVS now later?

This embarrassing story has haunted me for over 20 years. Right out of high school, I was a junior life insurance broker following a senior broker to a client's house for kitchen. Table presentation, I needed to get a hold of this senior broker but I did not have his phone number because I needed to go to the bathroom really bad. It was incredibly uncomfortable. So I had this bright idea. Why don't I relieve a little pressure and just pass some gas? Well, it wasn't just gas, it was full solid right into my suit and I did not know what to do. We arrive at the client's house. I asked to use the bathroom. I'm in that bathroom for about 30 minutes, trying to physically scrape out. Excrement from my underwear to no avail. Got as much as I could. We get to the kitchen table and I could smell it on myself, nobody said anything, but I'm sure they could smell it too. To say the least, we did not close the sale, and I'm pretty sure it's because of the dookie in my pants.

Hey there. Junkies, what's going on now, I'm mad after you guys played that clip of that lady crying. I'm so scared of my baby dude. Like we have to as humans. Do a bunch of studying, take a bunch of courses to have to get our license if we want to get our license, it's a privilege. We have to work for it. So why are all these people having kids? Like, if you're too scared of your baby, like do you not research how to have a kid? Do you not read those stupid? How to be a mom books? Like are you really that ignorant? Then you should really honestly, get rid of your kid not killing them cuz that's obviously wrong. But like I am so tired of ignorant. Stupid a-holes, this world is effed up. F, all those people. Okay, bye.

Okay, my most embarrassing moment, I got a DUI 11 years ago and my license was suspended for 30 days. So I was reading a bike around that I had borrowed from somebody and I rode my bike to the gym. Did my work out, you know, I have some junk in the trunk. So some guys were looking at my booty and I was just like, okay, you know, whatever I mean so that Well. Once I went into the gym bathroom, I realized that my entire butt. Was black. From the seat on the bike and I was completely embarrassed.

Taylor junkies what's going on. So on the topic of that bomb, I don't even want to call her mom. That was a very poor, excuse to kill your kids. I'm on medication, right? I got some medications for my mental disabilities. So, does that mean I get the right to go and do a Anakin Skywalker crash out and just go take out all the Younglings? Just it just doesn't make sense to me. This world is absolutely ridiculous. I think everybody who kills especially children doesn't matter what their mental state is bye, going away, you need to go away. Goodbye. All right. Bye.

hey news, junkies when I was in high school I went and snuck into my girlfriend's room at night to Get jiggy with it. And her mom came up and I had to hide butt naked, and a dog came and licked my cornhole, and I was caught. Forever embarrassed. Wiggle wiggle, pop pop.

Hey, junkies. So here's my embarrassing story. This is about twenty years ago. I was at the Orlando Boat Show at the convention center. Walking around looking at the boats and all a sudden, my stomach went South, I needed to find a bathroom. So I went right over and if you've been there before the bathrooms are huge, they're all over. So I go in, going to the bathroom, get in the stall. Do my business, take care of things. Getting ready to get out of there and all sudden I hear these voices. And they're female voices. And I looked at the side and I looked to the toilet paper and noticed that there's a sanitary trash right there. At that point, I realized that I had gone into the women's bathroom and had to pick my feet up and sit there and wait until I heard. No no noises to. Then secretly sneak out and run out the front embarrassed as hell. Wiggle Wiggle, all the pops.

Finnin here. What up News Junkie? I remember a time I got kicked out of the house for reasons. We don't need to get into but I was homeless, and I was looking for a hot shower, on a cold January night and I was behind this Museum place and I saw this little shower but it was enclosed. So I stood up on this empty, recycle bin and reached over and got it, and it was on the hose. And I got the hot water turned on. And there, I am Buck Naked to shower and away. It's about 2:00 in the morning and all the sudden the spotlight's, come on, there I am. Like I said, Buck Naked steam coming off me security. Guards on me talk about an embarrassing moment but they were cool and uh I was able to split. Thanks guys. Have a good 1.

What's up junkies? I don't know if this is embarrassing or more sad, depends on how you look at it. Um, me and my wife had been going through the process of IVF, uh, for our daughters. And I want to start this off. I love my daughter's couldn't imagine a day without them, but anyways, we're in there for the first ultrasound to see, you know, what's going on? And they scoped over, uh, 1 girl, and they were like, oh, look there, there it is. And then he's uh the doctor's further going over all the other spots and he goes, oh there's number 2. And uh, my jaw dropped, I turned white. My wife was semi excited, but scared and the doctor looked over at me. I was white out of my body couldn't. I had nothing and it goes. Yeah, you you guys are excited. That's awesome to see. I didn't know how to react at all.

So with me a gig story, what else would it be? Setting up? I tore the back of my pants from top of my butt down to my crotch, I hung a towel over the back. Now, very small stage so the drummer thought it'd be hilarious to surreptitiously poke me in the ass crack with a drumstick periodically while I was trying to perform. So you got I don't need a whole lots of money. I don't need a big fine car. This went on for an hour until my poor father had to drive me down a spare pair of pants to the gig. Oh