When I'm on the train, it's usually very early in the morning or after a long day at work. So, I fall asleep, a lot. It can be on people, against things or with wild spasms and sleep talk that terrify the unsuspecting. 

If you've ever traveled on the London Underground, you know it's a strange and confusing place full of people with B.O, bad attitudes and the occasional stalker/weirdo with a tin foil hat and a giant spoon. 

Some families have one oddball. But in my family we are basically all odd. One of the things my relatives are worst at is selecting appropriate gifts for my brother and I. Christmas and birthdays can be incredibly amusing.

Ever wondered if a goldfish can survive in a tank full of soap? Through sheer fail and an embarrassing lack of science, 7 year old me discovered the answer. (Although this is a precautionary tale, the fish survive to live another day, no permanent damage was done)

It is impossible to fail more, or fail harder, than me. Unless you do something like electrocute yourself by blow drying your hair in the shower. Here are my six degrees of fail. They lead up to the ultimate moment of embarrassment.