HoratioFellatio writes:
"At the tender age of 13, my little hairless clockweights squirted their first dose of testosterone into my blood stream. The result was a mental alarm clock shouting, 'I NEED TO LOOK AT GIRL'S FANNIES.' I reasoned that if I became a Gynaecologist, I'd get to look at fannies all day.
"It was only when I reached the age of about 16 and learnt about STD's and yeast infections that I realised I'd only ever get to see diseased ones."
Tell us about your childhood career ambitions and the moment at which your aspirations crumbled into a pile of broken dreams.
(, Thu 29 Mar 2007, 11:02)
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Growing up I had several ambitions, digger driver, pilot, soldier, astronaut, astro-physicist, the usual for a kid in the 70s. One that held for a long time was to be a police officer. There was one problem, at the time I wasn't even tall enough to be a WPC. Even more annoying was the fact that I worked for the police as a civilian in the mid 90s when they removed the height restrictions on applicants. By that time I had responsibilities and earnt more than a baby copper so couldn't apply. I know I'd have made a good copper too, one of the self-defence instructors told me that he'd always prefer to be arrested by a tall copper rather than a short one as the short-arses are vicious buggers with chips on their shoulders. I could do that!
(, Wed 4 Apr 2007, 7:55, closed)
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