bearlyanne
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thanks everyone for sharing your stories!I'm leaving in two weeks, and hopefully I won't have anything to add

I love embarassing stories! I lost my bikini top on Summit Plummit at BB a couple years ago. I don't think you can get much more embarrassing than that!! Needless to say I wear a one piece now![]()
I know the fellows appreciate the show at the bottom of those slides, but I gotta wonder. why a person would wear a bikini to a water park and go on certain rides like summit plummet..isn't it logical..that a certain clothing item isn't going to survive the plummit?
Do the ladies just think they are well endowed enough it will stay in place or that they can hold it all in place? How does one decide?
I am wise enough to know, no one wants to see me in a bikini, but I have always wondered why others wear them at the water parks.![]()
25 years ago:
I got off the teacups and aimed for the exit. I missed by 10 feet, but kept moving forward...I rolled/flipped over the bushes and railing, all the while, trying to stop the spinning in my head. I fell onto the pavement outside the teacups, on my side, and blew lunch.
I quickly came around, stood up, dusted off and went into the nearby bathroom trying to look as if I meant to do that.
I'm a 6'4" guy and was probably 18 at the time.
I love embarassing stories! I lost my bikini top on Summit Plummit at BB a couple years ago. I don't think you can get much more embarrassing than that!! Needless to say I wear a one piece now![]()
My embarassing moment was two years ago and I still haven't gotten over it yet. This was the first time I had to be in an ECV and I wasn't used to driving it yet. The CM had me park it behind the last row of seats in "Sounds Dangerous". Three ladies were sitting directly in front of me waiting for the show to begin.
Well, I decided that I was too close to the back of the seats and hit what I thought was the reverse handle to back up. Instead, I hit the forward. I was already parked on a slant since the theatre floor sloped so I hit the back of the seats HARD.
I had a large iced tea in the front basket of the ECV. The force was so hard that the tea cup crushed and sent the tea flying in the air. Straight up-very high. It was almost as if it was in slow motion and it came down on the heads of those poor ladies who screamed loudly. They were soaked.
I apologized profusely and they were SO nice about it. The show started and I began sobbing and cried through the whole show. It was bad enough to have to be in an ECV, but all I could think about was the three of them in soaking tea stained clothes having their day ruined. When the lights came on I apologized again. Seeing how upset I was, they comforted me and made jokes. They thanked me for cooling them off on such a hot day.
I offered to buy them shirts so they could change, but they declined. I will always be grateful that they didn't beat the snuff out of me. They were totally classy.
This embarassing moment didn't technically happen to our family but we witnessed it.
Years ago the DH and I, along with our sons, were slowly strolling down Main Street as the MK was closing. A little ways in front of us was this extremely striking young lady in a pair of the shortest white shorts her father probably wouldn't have let her out of house in if he had known and on her feet was a pair of bright yellow 3 inch stiletto heels (mind boggling). To top it off she wore a skin tight leopard skin shirt, and let's just say, to quote Monty Python 'She had huge tracks of land' which were prominently on display. Also in front of us was an older gentleman in an ECV with his DW walking and talking beside him. It seems the gentleman in the ECV became distracted by the vision in front of him and the next thing you know he is no longer steering the ECV in a straight line but veers to the left and smashes into one of the trash cans on the sidewalk along the curb sending it sprawling. The gentlemans DW at this point realizing the cause of the accident walks over to him and proceeds to whack him on the head with her plastic shopping bag filled with souvenirs.