wasps....
when i was about 5 or 6, canr remember - my mam ran the bath for me as she was inclined to do, and then retired to the garden whilst i got washed etc....

Anyway, i remember watching this wasp fly around the bathroom for a couple of minutes, me splashing water at it, it buzzing angrily until eventually i lost track of it so i proceeded to get a wash in the way that young boys do (you know, rub the soap in the water in case anyone checks and then get out!).

anyway, the getting dried was no problem, the pulling on of my pants however produced a very nasty stinging sensation right on the end of my old chap, yes the bastard wasp was only sat in my pants and i pulled it up into a dark space occupied only by a pair of small nuts, and an equally small (at the time :) ) member.

So, pants down and waving the little chap about i ran outside screaming and there's my mother in the back garden, with my 2 sisters and to make it worse shes talking to the neighbours as well.....

They still laugh about it now, i can still feel the mental pain over 20 years later....
(Aleister Crowleys Badger Nothing to see here, Fri 14 Jul 2006, 18:11, Reply)