Not mine...
however, I am sat here once again my with noggin perspiring lost memories.

Twas a while back that we were sat in Geography GCSE, back of the class. Now this being the 90's it was mixed abilities, well I say mixed but really there was some what of a chasm - this included a chap called Warren, nice pleasant chap, looked about 30 and tended to communicate by grunting or body odour.

Now this unfortunate soul had what is known as a twisted ball sack (I looked it up - that is the technical term) I think he did it on the field playing football or falling over trying to eat grass, one or the other...

Anyway he was too embarassed to tell anyone, so he ignored it... for 3 days. Not he, but his mate Nigel told us, that eventually he plucked up the courage to tell an elder - as it had got to the size of a decent grapefruit - and purple.

He was rushed to A&E, where they did a relativly simple operation, and removed his left testical!!!

Yep, waiting and being embarassed lost him a ball - although actually, not a great deal shall be lost from the gene pool if he should be left infertile, infact I hope so....

(My cousin had the same thing happen - told his mum - quick flick of the surgeons knife and all was dandy!)

Dumb - rather helpful though!
(feedingtimeatthezoo day 1 of his bikini diet started, Wed 2 Jan 2008, 18:41, 1 reply)

And now
he shall be known as Uniball.
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Wed 2 Jan 2008, 19:05, closed)