Hahahaha, now there's a euphemism if ever i heard one..
'yeah, so I was at home choking me bacon, when my banjo string twanged. Minged like a bitch I can tell you'
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Tue 30 Jan 2007, 13:47,
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Tell me about it.
Snapped mine three times now...still the scar tissue adds 'ribbing'
Edit: there's nothing quite like that feeling of desperation the next day when you know that you've got to piss, which will result in a foreskin full of urine cleasning out your wound with all the effectiveness and pain of battery acid.
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Tue 30 Jan 2007, 13:50,
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Edit: there's nothing quite like that feeling of desperation the next day when you know that you've got to piss, which will result in a foreskin full of urine cleasning out your wound with all the effectiveness and pain of battery acid.