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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Slightly tame, but still bloody.
One night down Uni way I was chopping up some chilled chicken breasts with a pair of those big black kitchen scissors that most people have. Suddenly - snip! - off goes the last 5mm or so of my index finger.
The worst part was changing the dressing in the shower the next morning. I have never bled so much in my life. Thank God I did it in the shower - if I had used my room it would probably still be closed off to the public.
The second worst thing was the smell that the wound developed, no matter how often I bathed/disinfected it.
( , Thu 2 Sep 2004, 15:17, Reply)
One night down Uni way I was chopping up some chilled chicken breasts with a pair of those big black kitchen scissors that most people have. Suddenly - snip! - off goes the last 5mm or so of my index finger.
The worst part was changing the dressing in the shower the next morning. I have never bled so much in my life. Thank God I did it in the shower - if I had used my room it would probably still be closed off to the public.
The second worst thing was the smell that the wound developed, no matter how often I bathed/disinfected it.
( , Thu 2 Sep 2004, 15:17, Reply)
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