Embarrassing InjuriesSometimes 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.
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rob, Thu 2 Sep 2004, 10:25)
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Bravery, followed by clumsiness, followed by idiocy and ending in cowardess.ok, so I'm out in Switzerland and my cousin comes out to see me. He wants to see the Stadium where the Gstaad Open (tennis) is held as he's a pretty big fan. So we go up to Gstaad and drink, copiously. Then, wanting a picture of his baby cousin with the flashing sign, he talks me into bravely climbing up the damn thing in a mini skirt. I make it up, get a great photo and then realise that sirens mean the same all over the world, I go to run, panic, and slip. After a fair bit of self congratulation on not hurting myself I notice the huge gash on my lower leg and limp home. Upon returning to the UK I decide to have it tattooed over with a nice tribal design, I get all the new artwork finished except for the part over the scar, at which I paid and ran away upon hearing how much more it would hurt. Genius. Now I have a big black tattoo to draw more attention to the awful red scar.
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(, Fri 3 Sep 2004, 15:49, Reply)
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