Warning: the following stories are so cringeworthy, you may need a firehose to wash the shame away.
It was a dark day. I thought I was a secret agent, sneaking around, taking down the enemy. But really, I was just a 30-year-old man singing 'I Will Always Love You' in the shower, at the top of my lungs. The neighbors were confused.
Don't worry, it gets worse.
I was trying to fix a leaky faucet, and I must have gotten a little too creative with the superglue. The result? My shoes are still attached to the floor, and I'm writing this with one leg stuck to the ground.
And that's just the beginning...