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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I really, -really- liked stapling ;)
As a kiddy (think 6 years old) i loved the wonderfull world of 'combining stuff' whereas my main tool to do so, would be the stapler. (sp?)
One day i was , once again, on my duty to reunite random pieces of paper in a very quickish way, only to realise that one piece of paper somehow stuck to my thumb. After shaking it for a few times, to my awe (and amazement too prolly) the piece of paper was stapled -onto- my thumb (the staple piercing through my nail) ; and in the excitement of 'joining random stuff' i did not feel it until i looked at it.
Damn, did i scream at the top of my lungs that day :)
( , Thu 2 Sep 2004, 18:42, Reply)
As a kiddy (think 6 years old) i loved the wonderfull world of 'combining stuff' whereas my main tool to do so, would be the stapler. (sp?)
One day i was , once again, on my duty to reunite random pieces of paper in a very quickish way, only to realise that one piece of paper somehow stuck to my thumb. After shaking it for a few times, to my awe (and amazement too prolly) the piece of paper was stapled -onto- my thumb (the staple piercing through my nail) ; and in the excitement of 'joining random stuff' i did not feel it until i looked at it.
Damn, did i scream at the top of my lungs that day :)
( , Thu 2 Sep 2004, 18:42, Reply)
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