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.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 7 Mar 2013, 12:50)
What a bellend!
See what I did there?
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monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Mon 11 Mar 2013, 11:03,
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Apparently it wasn't much to shout about following a couple of hundred liquid nitrogen injections
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emvee cruor deo cruoris, Mon 11 Mar 2013, 11:22,
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Even more apparently:
b3ta.com/questions/ihurtmyrudebits2/post1893369
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Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 11 Mar 2013, 11:55,
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Is it me,
or is it quite hard to feel sorry for him?
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monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Mon 11 Mar 2013, 13:50,
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It's not just you, my sympathy drained away quite rapidly
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emvee cruor deo cruoris, Mon 11 Mar 2013, 14:21,
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