I was out by myself one day ,
cruising along not really thinking about anything then i saw a sand bar and thought nah i will make it over that easy then BAM! stopped instantly and went ass over onto the sand , i stood up and looked around and thought phew no one saw that.

the next day a fellow sailor who happened to be driving past goes that was a nice stack you had yesterday! i felt a bit silly.


another time krisiz1 and i were out he was following closely behind me .
i saw a tasty piece of chop and tryed to jump it but it all went awry when i was launched into a hooked in boardless forward which ended with me being thrown a few meters away from my gear.
krisiz had to stop because he ws laughing so much

was at a comp, during expersion session i sailed out thinking i'll try to be impressive and smash off a huge back loop on my first run out.

i hit the water and i'm flying out. i spot my ramp a few waves out and do a little jump over the white water of a closer wave when i land i nose dive and do a huge catapult.. looked like a complete kook. which i kind of am

I arrived at the carparking area to see white caps
Jumped out of the Hilux Surf and ran around to the back to grab a board
Was running down the access track with board under arm when couple of big NZ lads started calling to me "Aye bro, aye bro, is that your car?"
I dropped the board and ran back up to the carpark to see a crowd gathered and my car gone
Seeing my perplexed looked the big kiwi and his mates point down to the bottom of a gully near to where the Hilux was previously parked.
Fearing the worst I looked over the edge to see my car about 15 feet below sitting on a 45 degree angle
The boys said the car slowly started rolling along pushed by the wind edging ever closer to the drop off.
They said the whole car leaned up on two wheels as it went over the edge but somehow didn't roll over, it just drove itself to the bottom of this gully and came to rest in some soft bushes.
These boys climbed down into the gully and all sat side on the high side of the Hilux to stop it rolling further while I engaged low range and manoeuvred to some flatter ground.
Meanwhile a large crowd had gathered in the carpark to watch.
Now the kiwi lads were acting as crowd control and cleared an area ready for my re-entry into the carpark.
The first attempt failed as I had about a 5 meter run up to a 15 foot high incline.
Second attempt I got the little hilux airborne launching back into higher ground, to the applause of the kiwis some but to the obvious concern of most terrified onlookers.
I thanked the lads and parked the car, making sure the apply the handbrake this time

What makes this so embarrassing, my apartment was directly across the road from where this all unfolded and my neighbours saw it all from their balconies.

In my current employment I do a lot of entertaining, one afternoon we were invited to attend the Snoop Dogg concert at the Adelaide Entertainment Centre, my fellow work mate and I were having much fun in the day leading up to the concert reciting lyrics and basically being rapper gangstas with each other during the day that we got a little loose with our communication.

An hour before the show we got changed at work into more suitable concert clothes and arranged to meet up out the front of the office to catch a cab to the venue. I called my mate, well thought I did, I dialed the number above his on the teledex, which just happened to be the Director of Advertising, 2IC in the company, and procedded with the following conversation

"Yo, wassup my homey, where da **** are your mutha ****a, wassup with the cab charge bro, I gonna slap your ass with a bottle of alize brah, yadda yadda....."

I get this "who the **** is this?" all this just as I look up from my confussion to see the Director standing in front of me, watching me make this ill timed 'wrong number' phone call......

I still work here

LAO SHI

I don't know if this counts as embaressment for you or for us other mugs you were with.

A dare between the 6 or 7 of us at Corros a few years back that whoever didn't attempt a forward loop on the day ( none of us had ever landed one and most hadn't even tried one ) would have to play chess with Mr Stinky ( an old guy campjng there )-- very aptly named due to his lack of personal hygeine.
Lao Shi was first to hit the water due to the fact that the rest of us are a bit heavier and the wind was still settling in. He was also the first back in almost immediately -- in obvious pain ( the result of a broken collarbone from a stuffed up forward ).

Now the really embaressing part for me is that I didn't have the balls to try one after that AND none of us ended up following through with the dare to play chess with MR STINKY!!