
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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Well once when I was quite young...around 4, i decided to make my mates watch me go down this relatively small hill which had quite a steep decent. To make my trip down I was on a pretty crappy tricycle, (with my shoe laces untied). Right at the top my laces got tangled into the spokes, and i ended up falling off backwards onto my face, which was subsequently dragged down the hill. My lips got quite torn up and swollen so i couldn't really eat anything apart from Mr Kipling cakes.
( , Sun 5 Sep 2004, 22:05, Reply)
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