I Hurt My Rude Bits, Again
My 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.
( , Thu 7 Mar 2013, 12:50)
My 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.
( , Thu 7 Mar 2013, 12:50)
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Oh my balls have been through a rough time over the years
The embarrassing one: years ago I was cycling home and got a text from my then girlfriend. Being young and dumb I thought I'd be cool and text her back.
So it turns out that texting while cycling means you can't see the parked car that you cycle into the back of pushing you and your precious dangly bits forward into the handlebar stand (t-bar?) and then back onto the main bar.
The agony was horrible but not as much as the shame when I seen a group of people laughing and pointing at me from across the road.
The retarded one: sitting down heavily on a wooden bar stool while wearing baggy boxers meaning my balls had slipped down a bit and as I sat down heavily again I sat on them. I've had that happen a few times now and once it blew the chance I had with the girl I was trying to chat up as tears welled up in my eyes and I hobbled to the loo.
The one that put me in hospital: back in school there was a girl (hey Marion!) who one day thought it would be funny to kick me in the balls. So during PE she called me over and me not knowing what was about to go down wandered over.
She swung her foot back and followed through as hard as she could. Her shin caught me full force and felt like she lifted me off the ground. I crumpled to the ground as she stood above me laughing and all I could do was crawl to the changing rooms and lay down on the bench for the next 3 classes.
Pain between the legs eventually died down but a horrible pain in my side remained so trip to doc was needed. Long story short the jerk of my body and the shock tore my abdominal muscle. 6 weeks of recovery for that one and now its set "tight" so now every now and then I get a reminder of that bastard of a day when I stretch and feel that pain in my side.
( , Fri 8 Mar 2013, 10:16, 2 replies)
The embarrassing one: years ago I was cycling home and got a text from my then girlfriend. Being young and dumb I thought I'd be cool and text her back.
So it turns out that texting while cycling means you can't see the parked car that you cycle into the back of pushing you and your precious dangly bits forward into the handlebar stand (t-bar?) and then back onto the main bar.
The agony was horrible but not as much as the shame when I seen a group of people laughing and pointing at me from across the road.
The retarded one: sitting down heavily on a wooden bar stool while wearing baggy boxers meaning my balls had slipped down a bit and as I sat down heavily again I sat on them. I've had that happen a few times now and once it blew the chance I had with the girl I was trying to chat up as tears welled up in my eyes and I hobbled to the loo.
The one that put me in hospital: back in school there was a girl (hey Marion!) who one day thought it would be funny to kick me in the balls. So during PE she called me over and me not knowing what was about to go down wandered over.
She swung her foot back and followed through as hard as she could. Her shin caught me full force and felt like she lifted me off the ground. I crumpled to the ground as she stood above me laughing and all I could do was crawl to the changing rooms and lay down on the bench for the next 3 classes.
Pain between the legs eventually died down but a horrible pain in my side remained so trip to doc was needed. Long story short the jerk of my body and the shock tore my abdominal muscle. 6 weeks of recovery for that one and now its set "tight" so now every now and then I get a reminder of that bastard of a day when I stretch and feel that pain in my side.
( , Fri 8 Mar 2013, 10:16, 2 replies)
Pft! :)
Yourfirst second one (the 'retarded one') did cause a gigglefit, simply thanks to the mental image.
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