Spent all day with a sore bum, went to the loo to check it out and found blood in my pants. Not good. Piles? Checked in the shower and pulled a staple from my arse. Serves me right for leaving an old pencil case in my underwear drawer. BTW: On relating this story to a friend they said, "some people will do anything for a prick up their bottom."
(, Thu 13 Jul 2006, 22:00)
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At my local park, there used to be a climbing frame, with monkey bars and two horizontal bars, each about two inches in diameter, for doing somersaults on. When I was about nine, I found out that I could walk across the higher bar, slide down to the lower bar and walk across that. I did this quite often without any mishaps, until one evening when me and my parents stopped off there after parents evening at school. I tried doing the walking across the bars trick. Walked across the higer bar ok, then tried sliding down onto the lower bar. My feet missed, and I landed astride it very painfully. I couldn't sit down for about a week.
More recently, I have just got back from a canooing weekend with a group of friends. Yesterday morning, having put the tents up, we were sitting around talking, when a wasp flies down my friends fairly low-cut top. She got quite badly stung, and had to pour apple juice over it, as we didn't have any vinegar. The rest of the weekend was great, though.
(, Sun 16 Jul 2006, 18:56, Reply)
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