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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Whistle Blood FountainWhen I was a small wee lass, I blew hard and long on a metal whistle, and blew, and blew and blew.
So happy was I with the noise that I blew even after it had unknowingly cut it's way into my tongue and blood started to bubble and spurt out of the top of the whistle, much to the alarm of my mother.
I can still see the cut now and have horrid misgivings about whistles.
(, Sun 5 Sep 2004, 23:58, Reply)
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