From yesterday's Irish times: 'Visitor tears Picasso painting A notable painting by Picasso will undergo repairs after a visitor to New York City’s Metropolitan Museum of Art accidentally lost her balance and struck it. The museum said the accident caused a vertical tear of about 15cms in the lower right-hand corner of The Actor , painted by the artist during the winter of 1904-1905. The museum says the damage did not affect the “focal point of the composition”. Curatorial and conservation staff assessed the painting’s condition following Friday’s accident when a visitor attending a class struck the artwork in one of the museum’s galleries.' Wouldn't ya just want to dig a hole in the parquet flooring and bury yerself!
Best thing for most of the hackneyed old rubbish he produced lol! Now, when I was an undergrad, a visitor to one of the university museums tripped up on the stairs and rolled straight down into a Ming vase, smashing it to pieces. THAT was embarassing!
Oh god that reminds me of my one and only visit to Boqueira on Bridge Street. We'd filled up on tiny bits of food, but mostly on wine. We'd paid our bill and were hanging around. I got up and knocked over a huge china vase by the door. It smashed into a million pieces. We legged it out the door and have never returned.
I was at a dinner eating soup, just as I was about to eat it I sneezed it scattered all over me and those around me... Classy!
I went to lunch during secondary school one time, ordered a chicken kiev and chips. Table was kinda full when I sat down so I didn't have much room for my plate, so I sat it at the edge. Put my knife into the chicken to cut it....and the plate fell off the table and onto my lap. I reeked of garlic for the rest of the day until I could go home and change
What kind of school did you go to!? I want to post mine, but it involves 2 other gay guys who would definitely recognise themselves if they look here so I better not.. :L
It was a private school in Limerick city, it was only for 6th year. We were allowed town the town for lunch so we normally went to the pub for a meal.
It wasn't just garlic though. It was like the vinegar smell off the chips and I got that garlic sauce in the kiev all over me too. I reeked of it. There was like at least one empty space of chairs around me for the rest of the day. I was mortified.
I lived 15 miles from the school, there was no bus and no one free to come and drive into town and collect me There was also the time when I was in secondary school when I had to dress as an old lady for a school play. Grand like. When it came to the first dress rehearsal I just put a dress and walked into the hall.... my teacher asked 'Can I help you?'... she didn't recognise me and thought I was a real woman. Morto!
Speaking of embarrassing moments do you remember that party where we undressed a lesbian to lick both her nipples, I destroyed the gaff by writing GAY in ten foot high lettering all over the walls using Mr. Muscle and I defiled Nano Nagle's grave on the way to Freakscene? Now THAT was embarrassing.
Yeah, so. I really didn't want to post this: I was leaving my apartment for work and I thought "Hey, I'm way too early to be getting the bus from my closest bus stop so I'll walk into town" thus, I walked into town. I got on the Number 2 by Merchants Quay and listened to my iPhone etc (Please, buy Apple products <3)....I noticed one woman giving me evils. Anyway, we arrived at my place of work and I went to do up my flies....only to delightfully discover that Mr. Little Liam was waving to the world! Not all of him but it was a noticeable amount. I have never been so mortified in my entire life..... Enjoy
Maybe she was Papish and she saw the Blessed Virgin appear in your pubes. That unmarried mother appears in the strangest of places.
Oh and by the way, Karl Henry and his girlfriend loved the comment you left about him on the eye candy thread.
