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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when me and my brother were 5 and 6we had seen the nice lady on playschool make a flute using a carrot and a knife.we wanted!! So we got two knives and two carrots and went to sit on the driveway under the big trees and cut out our flutes.I did mine first because,well,i was older.Success!Mine worked!Now it was Little brothers turn.3 words.Slice..slice...scream!!The knife had slipped and cut into the bottom of his first finger to the bone!needless to say,he bled.and bled and bled and bled and bled.anyway,long story short,he got a lovely wiggles band-aid and a hug while i got to throw up*.
Also when i was 3 and at the stage of being a twat until i 'GOT',I climbed onto the table and pretended to be superman.into the ironing board.I broke my arm that day!How many people can or want to say that?
*I can't remember if i threw up but i do recall it so there.
(, Mon 6 Sep 2004, 14:07, Reply)
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