So guys, the other night whilst I was busy mixing for my latest video (watch this space), I drifted off into deep thought about all my sploshing experiences and started thinking about the 'close call' situations I'd been in. I'm pretty sure we've all had that mid-splosh-oh-fuck moment when a parent comes home or someone calls stating they are on their way over to your place.

But then that got me thinking... what's the worst that could actually happen causing you to have to reveal your crazy fetish?

Scenario 1:
My house runs an electricity prepayment meter it runs out mid-splosh.. oh shit it's dark.. but it gets worse, the shower is electric and I'm covered head to toe in sticky treacle and the nearest shop for electric credit is a mile away.

Scenario 2:
My mother walks in to my place with the spare key I gave her whilst I'm whipping up a bucket of green gunge and another bucket of purple gunge.. "Oh I'm uh, I'm just trying out something for a..umm, a..a...a....A HALOWEEN PARTY I'm throwing....in... December..?!?!" *nervously sniggers*

Thankfully these thoughts were just the result of my mind running overtime and these awkward moments didn't actually happen but it's the reason for the creation of this blog..

...So I'm curious, what's the worst situation you guys have found yourselves in mid/pre/post splosh and what did you do/say?

H x