well he was fine after i explained that i was making a joke and definitely not asking for six.

I wonder why that was the first thing he thought of. If I'd misheard you, I'd have been like, "What's that?"

Speaking of being misheard... I don't lock the door when I shower so people regularly walk in on me.

Ha, this reminds me of the time in an art class I pulled a chair out for somebody, trying to be helpful, as she was carrying loads of art supplies and couldn't see where she was going very well. Missed the chair, SPLAT, straight on the floor with paint everywhere. But then later I attempted to do a powerslide down a muddy hill on the school field (it had been raining) and fell on my back and slid all the way down. There was mud all the way up the back of my coat and trousers. I had to miss the next lesson whilst I tried to get the mud off my clothes in the toilets

That was more hilarious than embarrassing though.

Last night I was in the bath when the fire alarm went off in our building. I had to go outside in just a robe and we had to wait for an hour until the fire crew told us it was safe to go back in. That was pretty embarrassing.

Oh thought of another one from back when I was at school, well it could happen anywhere but not in front of as many people;
We went to the local chippy for our lunch, and I decided I'd have a roll and chips for a change since I was low on money. Now everyday at lunchtime about 50 seagulls fly over and around the school trying to scavenge any leftover chips/bread/fruit etc, so you can tell they do their business there too. So me and my friends are walking across the football pitch when we start jumping around and having a laugh, I jumped out of the way of one friend and went to kick him, but he graps my leg and twirls me round, right as he does this SPLASH! A massive watery pure brown crap splashes all over my trousers. Plenty of people saw it but none really laughed since it's common but I had to use my roll as a sponge to soak up the crap before it ran all over my trouser leg....Last time I had a roll and chips.

I was running with my dog in a park and while not looking where I was going, I ran into an open big rubbish bin. Head first. My legs just sticking out. My parents just stood there laughing their asses off.

During a riding lesson, I cantered past the other riders and let rip the loudest fart ever. I just really hope they thought it was the horse and not me.
Another horse related would be a couple of years ago during a jumping lesson. Was riding a Fjord pony that was known for stopping at jumps sometimes. He stopped and I fell ass first into mud. While I was wearing beige riding pants. And I had to take the bus home.

Having dinner out with a boyfriend's parents. I pick up my purse to contribute financially to the meal, unzip to grab my wallet, and instead, a pile of condems falls out.

14. At a mall, with friends. We exit the cinema and make our way toward the elevators. One of the girls, Leigh, is a bit mischievous. Runs up to the water fountains and fills her mouth, chases after her friends and spits it at them. Rinse and repeat. She gets me. I decide to do the same, and chase after her. As I'm running at her, she's furiously pressing the button for the elevator. It opens just in time. We both end up inside. She evades and feints and twirls and contorts herself out of my aim. I want to make it count, so I bide my time. As we reach our stop, she dodges and positions herself at the doors. I spit and she ducks. Neither of us had realised the doors were already open. My stream hits a security guard in the face.

We locked ourselves in the women's restroom and waited for security to stop searching for us. Which is when I realised how much better women have it. Why do female bathrooms have lounges? With TVs?

Because everything in a men's bathroom will eventually get urinated on. Everything.

HA HA HA when did the threads on this forum become so awesome?

100% true. Why can't we-- no, scratch that. Why can't other guys aim?

What? how was this allowed?

I just read these all together

It took place in one of the empty art rooms that had a couch and blanket, because of how isolated the Art classes are from the rest of the school we could have privacy to do this while having a curtain on the doors window so no perves could get in on it.
I said in another post somewhere that my year was rather mature and very trusted, but the idea could have been scrapped if the teacher felt we weren't being serious or it was too uncomfortable for either of us, and the girl chose to do it to save the school paying for a model, and from the relationship that followed I took that as a major hinthint.
If this idea was suggested in any other year it would be shot down because they aren't trusted to act responsibly in such mature situations. I feel awkward even mentioning it