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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It was a crisp February morning when I was but knee high to a grasshopper...I rubbed my eyes, and peered out of the window. It was snowing!
I quickly grabbed my sledge, ran outside, and trudged up to a field near my house. At the top, I met a nice young couple who agreed to race me on their massive wooden jobby... ha! fools! i'd surely beat them on my 'plastic avenger'.
About half way down I realised that these monolithic beasts were actually quite fast, especially laden with two adults, and there was no way I was going to catch up with them. Watching them veer off to the right to avoid the looming wall, I completely forgot to steer, and subsequently lost control.
I was heading straight for the gate, which silently began to swing open... My sledge hit the edge of the gate, and I was bumped, legs akimbo, along it until my crotch connected with the gate, tearing my jeans on a splinter, and taking a little section of my ballbag as a souvenir.
(, Tue 7 Sep 2004, 15:08, Reply)
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