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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Not embarrassing but it still makes me laugh
Getting home about 2am after a large session I staggered upstairs and into my bedroom. The simple action of trouser removal became far more of a task than it should ever have to be. So I balance on one leg as normal and try and take them off one leg at a time...in hindsight I should've just sat on the bed...in hindsight I should've just got into bed fully clothed. So the balance had gone and I managed to fall over - fine, bit of a bang normally followed by getting up and into bed. However, on this occasion there was a keyboard stand - with those lovely serated bits that you use to adjust the height and lock the legs together...my arm found it's way down that with rather a large impact and at speed and then my jaw found its way onto the corner of my guitar amp.
I lay there, blood pissing out of my arm from a wound the size of Nosemonkeys arse after a bumming session, jaw rapidly swelling into a balloon and I was rolling around in fits of laughter.
Wasn't so funny when I woke up mind but I still look back on that night and chuckle.
( , Fri 3 Sep 2004, 18:54, Reply)
Getting home about 2am after a large session I staggered upstairs and into my bedroom. The simple action of trouser removal became far more of a task than it should ever have to be. So I balance on one leg as normal and try and take them off one leg at a time...in hindsight I should've just sat on the bed...in hindsight I should've just got into bed fully clothed. So the balance had gone and I managed to fall over - fine, bit of a bang normally followed by getting up and into bed. However, on this occasion there was a keyboard stand - with those lovely serated bits that you use to adjust the height and lock the legs together...my arm found it's way down that with rather a large impact and at speed and then my jaw found its way onto the corner of my guitar amp.
I lay there, blood pissing out of my arm from a wound the size of Nosemonkeys arse after a bumming session, jaw rapidly swelling into a balloon and I was rolling around in fits of laughter.
Wasn't so funny when I woke up mind but I still look back on that night and chuckle.
( , Fri 3 Sep 2004, 18:54, Reply)
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