Embarrassing Injuries
Sometimes 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.
( , Thu 2 Sep 2004, 10:25)
Sometimes 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.
( , Thu 2 Sep 2004, 10:25)
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idiot me
When I was much younger, but still old enough not to be quite such a twunt, I attempted to cut a bit of thick card with a scalpel.
I pressed on the scalpel and drew it across the card. It left no mark. Puzzled, I drew it across again, pressing even harder. Still no mark.
At this point I realised that I had the scalpel upside-down and had been forcing the blade deeper and deeper into my index finger. It bled. A lot. And now I'm a lot more careful with sharp objects.
( , Thu 2 Sep 2004, 13:52, Reply)
When I was much younger, but still old enough not to be quite such a twunt, I attempted to cut a bit of thick card with a scalpel.
I pressed on the scalpel and drew it across the card. It left no mark. Puzzled, I drew it across again, pressing even harder. Still no mark.
At this point I realised that I had the scalpel upside-down and had been forcing the blade deeper and deeper into my index finger. It bled. A lot. And now I'm a lot more careful with sharp objects.
( , Thu 2 Sep 2004, 13:52, Reply)
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