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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My friends and I were jus' chillin' in the park, as is the wont of 12 year-old boys, waiting for something to happen (a girl to walk by, someone to say something interesting, puberty), when a group of bigger boys came along looking threatening.
Now, being a bunch of abject cowards, when we saw the bigger boys advancing, we thought it best to run away, and we did this quick smart.
We all run, fearing for our lives, out of the park. My friend Russell decides he's gonna take a hidden route through a hedge, and escape a possible beating, but fails to notice a green garden wire (apparently to support the hedge) at nose height...
Upon reaching the wire, Russell's nose and head stops, but the laws of physics state that his body should continue moving through just over 90 degrees before depositing him flat on his back.
We did manage to escape a beating (the bigger boys mistook us for another 'crew' that had 'dissed' them. Oh how we laughed), but Russell was left with a bright red six-inch welt across his upper lip.
( , Mon 6 Sep 2004, 11:51, Reply)
My friends and I were jus' chillin' in the park, as is the wont of 12 year-old boys, waiting for something to happen (a girl to walk by, someone to say something interesting, puberty), when a group of bigger boys came along looking threatening.
Now, being a bunch of abject cowards, when we saw the bigger boys advancing, we thought it best to run away, and we did this quick smart.
We all run, fearing for our lives, out of the park. My friend Russell decides he's gonna take a hidden route through a hedge, and escape a possible beating, but fails to notice a green garden wire (apparently to support the hedge) at nose height...
Upon reaching the wire, Russell's nose and head stops, but the laws of physics state that his body should continue moving through just over 90 degrees before depositing him flat on his back.
We did manage to escape a beating (the bigger boys mistook us for another 'crew' that had 'dissed' them. Oh how we laughed), but Russell was left with a bright red six-inch welt across his upper lip.
( , Mon 6 Sep 2004, 11:51, Reply)
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