
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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They didn't tell me that - the doctor just said that I needed about 30 shots to clear my pipes out, and I could start as soon as I felt comfortable.
A challenge! First of all, I phoned the then-Mrs at work the next day to tell her that it still worked. Then set about clearing the 30 shots in a couple of weeks - sadly, mostly on my own...
( , Mon 11 Mar 2013, 12:05, 3 replies)

It was a bit difficult toward the end, but the first time we had a portion it didn't quite feel right on my side of things- it was still a little tender internally. But a week later I was back to normal, and haven't had any regrets about it at all.
( , Mon 11 Mar 2013, 13:04, closed)

...but it was really nothing to get in such a state over.
And knowing that I'm an affront to devout catholics everywhere is nice :)
( , Tue 12 Mar 2013, 12:05, closed)

same as a bottle of JD?
(technically 28 but meh)
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