That'll learn me
Again when I was a young lad, I used to be quite a show off. I was having a bath when my mother came in with some of her new female friends to introduce me (bear in mind I was about four or five years old).

Now, I lived in Indonesia at the time, and I also had very blond hair - almost white. Most Indonesian people at the time had never seen blonde hair before and so were almost entranced by my golden locks.

Being quite used to this sort of reaction, I allowed them to take some pictures. Infact, I didn't even bother getting dressed. I then got a little excited. No... I didn't get a hard on, but I became more dramatic in my posing.

So there I was, stark bollock naked, prancing around the bathroom while these women were taking photogrpahs when suddenly I slipped. Not only did I slip, I smashed my chin on the edge of the bath, splitting it wide open and blood pouring all over me.

The women were then promptly ushered away and I was taken to hospital... still naked (My mother is foreign, she didn't think to protect what little dignity I had left) You can imagine the faces of the people in the waiting room when this young boy is dragged in by his mother, without a single item of clothing, completely covered in blood.

I still have the scar today, but I've grown a goatee over it to shadow this distressing memory.
(bunny_333, Thu 9 Sep 2004, 13:36, Reply)