I Hurt My Rude Bits, AgainMy commute to work was made excellent the other day when I saw a motorcyclist try to ride on the pavement to avoid a traffic queue, lose control, fall off and land bollock-first on a concrete bollard. He was fine, eventually – but tell us your tales of the old blinding agony to the gentleman's or gentlewoman's area.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 7 Mar 2013, 12:50)
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I tend to do this a lot for some reason.Yesterday for example I took an Easter Egg out of the fridge and eager to get back to what I was watching unwrapped it on my lap whilst sat on the sofa. It had become quite hard over night and so I had a bit of trouble breaking it into suitable sized chunks. So hard in fact that I resorted to punching it, at which point it still didn't break, instead transferring the full blow of my hefty wallop straight into my balls.
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Furness, Thu 7 Mar 2013, 14:11,
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