Embarrassing InjuriesSometimes your mind isn't quite on the job in hand, the throes of passion get, well, passionate and something goes painfully wrong. Ok, so you wouldn't tell your mates how you got injured, but you can tell us... we won't laugh. Much.
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rob, Thu 2 Sep 2004, 10:25)
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GlassI was, perhaps, eight or nine years of age when my class went on a picnic in a "mildly" wooded area. It was a part of a theme we had been learning about. Well, I guess I ended up sitting in some grass where some people had a wild drinking binge, because I ended up puncturing my scrotum with a shard of broken beer bottle.
I was so embarrassed by it, I didn't do anything about it for three days, when my Gran finally had to look at it (it was infected). I got sent to the doctor, who yelled at me for not having it looked at sooner.
(, Thu 2 Sep 2004, 15:58, Reply)
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