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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When I was a wee lad
My mum took me on the obligatory trip to get a new year's school uniform, including, of course, trousers. In my haste to get the whole ordeal over with I zipped up the flies as quickly as possible and managed to draw the zipper up over my knobskin. Much pain. Cleared the shop with my blood curdling screams and had to suffer the indignity of having mother dearest and the ever so helpful middle-aged bint from behind the counter trying to help me free myself. Meh.
( , Thu 2 Sep 2004, 15:24, Reply)
My mum took me on the obligatory trip to get a new year's school uniform, including, of course, trousers. In my haste to get the whole ordeal over with I zipped up the flies as quickly as possible and managed to draw the zipper up over my knobskin. Much pain. Cleared the shop with my blood curdling screams and had to suffer the indignity of having mother dearest and the ever so helpful middle-aged bint from behind the counter trying to help me free myself. Meh.
( , Thu 2 Sep 2004, 15:24, Reply)
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