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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motorbike noises
Aged about 8 or 9, I was out riding my bike along with several other kids in the neighbourhood. One of the older ones demonstrated that if you stuck the very tip of the toe of your trainer into the spokes of your back wheel, you got a great noise like a motorcycle engine. It was better the faster you went, so we found a steep hill. My practical mother insisted my bike have huge mudgards though, so the back wheel was inaccessible to my foot. Easy, I'll just jam it into the front wheel as hard as I can. Cue one somersault and a head first landing on the road. I dont really remember much of the next half hour or so.
( , Fri 3 Sep 2004, 13:58, Reply)
Aged about 8 or 9, I was out riding my bike along with several other kids in the neighbourhood. One of the older ones demonstrated that if you stuck the very tip of the toe of your trainer into the spokes of your back wheel, you got a great noise like a motorcycle engine. It was better the faster you went, so we found a steep hill. My practical mother insisted my bike have huge mudgards though, so the back wheel was inaccessible to my foot. Easy, I'll just jam it into the front wheel as hard as I can. Cue one somersault and a head first landing on the road. I dont really remember much of the next half hour or so.
( , Fri 3 Sep 2004, 13:58, Reply)
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