Okay, when I told my husband this first one, he wouldnt kiss me for about a month lol
I was the youngest of 4 kids. Once we were on vacation and had stopped for gas. For some reason, I was allowed to use the restroom alone, even though I was only about 4 and my mom usually came with me spraying lysol on everything she saw.
As I was washing my hands, I saw it. on the floor. a party horn! I put it in my mouth and went back to the car, tooting happily. I climb in the back seat and my sister is staring at me with a weird look on her face. she says 'mommmm look at what Lainey has in her mouth,please'.
Next thing I know, I was whisked out of the car by my mother, who has slapped my cool new party horn out of my mouth and is screaming for my sister to get the listerine out of the suitcases. she poured it all over my head and made me drink some.
I was a tampon applicator. Why did I think it was a party horn? partly the shape and partly because I could see 'lipstick' where some one had tooted it before me!
This next one happened many years later. One of my dear friends at the time was a sweet mormon lady who had 6, count them, 6 sons, ranging in age from about 13 to about 3. My own sons at the time were in grade school, and one summer we decided to take all the kids camping for a week, and have our hubbys join us on the first and last weekends.
This was about the third day, we decided to hike the trail that went around the lake. The trail was kind of on a hill, so we looked down a slope at the lake and peoples campsites.
We came around a curve and saw the young lady. we could see her family in their campsite, she had walked up hill to do her business, and was hiding behind a tree, pants around her ankles, pooping, and peeking back at her family to make sure no one was coming. Here we were, 10 feet above and behind her, with what could only be her worst nightmare, 8 boys who see her and begin to fall about laughing. we were trying to hush the boys and move them away from the poor girl.
She shot us a look of purest horror and began to kind of crab walk around the tree to hide. Then I saw it. the sign.
what did it say, you ask?
'View point #2. No Dumping'
I LOST it. I was laughing harder than the boys and couldnt walk. The girl got her pants up and fled, and my friend dragged us all away giving me looks of deep disappointment. when I pointed out the sign, even she had to giggle. The boys still talk about 'view point #2'.