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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In a previous life...I was an Armourer in the British Army. One of my duties was chopping up all the bits of weapons that were to be scrapped, sealing them in tins and banding them up to be dropped off a boat somewhere.
The tins we used were 5 gallon oil drums. We got the scrap in them by 'opening them up'. I could have used the tinsnips, and chopped my way through, but that was too much like hard work, so I decided to hammer the buggery out of the seam, and get in that way. So I'm about half way round, nice gaping hole in this can, and I reckon I can pull the top off the rest of the way. So I put my fingers into this freshly emptied, oily, sharp edged, sheet metal tin, got a really good grip, and pulled.
My fingers shot round the edge like pink sausages across a greased razor blade, and I managed to get the first entry in our new accident book.
I also got scars across every finger on both hands that I still carry 15 years later
(, Tue 7 Sep 2004, 23:19, Reply)
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