Try and describe the worst snog you ever had.
What was it like?
What did the other person do which made it so unpleasant?
What did it remind you of?
I can think of a few - but I am always the one to embarrass myself first, so I am saving mine for a bit. I will share all later.
Don't know if this is a 'Worst' Snog, but it was bad.
Picture the scene, teenage boy (Me) at the school disco, trying out my chat up lines and managed to persuade a girl I liked to give me a xmas snog, she was a bit embarrassed and asked that we go into the corner so none of her friends saw us (Hows that for ego boasting)
So there we are in the corner and I was doing my best to impress (Stick your tongue in her mouth and pretend you are watching a washing machine I was told by a friend) and there I was twisting my head for all it was worth.
After a few mins of boredom the girl tried to move away, but couldn't. My animal magnetism I thought, but no, our dental braces had got caught. We tried to separate ourselves but had to get her mates over to assist.
As snogs go it wasn't bad, but as situations go, it was the worst :cry:
But then again, too few to mention!
It's got to be Whitney Houstons most awful rendition of "I will always love you" what a travesty against the original and beautiful Dolly Parton classic.
I once had a drunken woman throw herself at me and stick her tongue down my throat.
Which would have been great only when she threw herself at me, she chipped one of my teeth!
Well lets see, 2 come to mind:
1. Exactly as poor rainbows, a girl I used to know just opened her mouth wide and dribbled on me, no fun.
2. Garlic breath, now dont get me wrong I like garlic, but this was uninvited snog, and their breath could cut open bank vaults at 10 paces...
One of the worst snogs was from an incredibly hot looking guy – the kind of guy that sent the humidity in your pants sky high on a winter’s morning.
We moved closer together, looking into each others eyes. The tension building, as our lips met and our eyes closed. The soft touch of his lips teasing mine. Our tongues touching and exploring, before passion and lust turns the kiss into a firm and frantic snog.
The sound of grinding teeth………. hold on, the sound of WHAT! Yes the sound of grinding teeth as he attempted to remove the enamel from my front teeth by grating his back and forth along them.
Pushing so hard against my face, my lips where starting to go blue from the restricted circulation. I could no longer move my mouth, wedged open by a tongue (which an aardvark would be proud of) firmly lodged in my throat. I tried to pull my head away – oh god why did I have MY back to the wall.
Now he is pressing with the force of a pneumatic garbage crusher – I feared for my teeth. How could this get any worse? OMG the drool has started… for god’s sake man pull your tongue back and swallow for a minute!!!!!
Gone was the passion. My eyes wide open (like a rabbit startled in the headlights) and my only thoughts were “When will this stop?â€.
Finally as I felt the drool reach my chin, the pressure began to ease. The clashing of teeth now less than before. At last! He pulls away “Wow, you are a great kisser†he exclaims. “Do you wanna come back to mine?†He suggests with a widening grin across his face.
“No ta, I only get standard medical cover at work… we don’t get dental!â€