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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Had my new bike. I decided to go and ride it up in the playground of my school (about 8 at the time).
Started the stupid (come on, other people must have done this?) game of riding around in fast, tight circles.
Eventually, the inevitable happens. One of the peddles hits the ground (once the angle has got severe enough), and myself and the bike part company.
Wandered home with the knackered bike, and the knackered legs, but tried to think of something else to explain the injuries.
( , Mon 6 Sep 2004, 20:34, Reply)
Had my new bike. I decided to go and ride it up in the playground of my school (about 8 at the time).
Started the stupid (come on, other people must have done this?) game of riding around in fast, tight circles.
Eventually, the inevitable happens. One of the peddles hits the ground (once the angle has got severe enough), and myself and the bike part company.
Wandered home with the knackered bike, and the knackered legs, but tried to think of something else to explain the injuries.
( , Mon 6 Sep 2004, 20:34, Reply)
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