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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Royal Lifesaving Society Bronze courseI was the youngest guy there. There was a point where you had to remove a drowned person from the pool by gripping his wrists and hoisting him over the side. The acting drowned person was much bigger than me and I only had the strength to just get the bulgy part of his Speedos over the edge of the pool before I dropped the poor bastard back down, scraping over the tiles edge.
(, Mon 11 Mar 2013, 17:03, 3 replies)
He must have loved you!I can imagine the scene, whilst gripping his nads he slipped gracefully beneath the water and whispered 'Why?".
(, Tue 12 Mar 2013, 10:36, closed)
This just made me laugh like an utter twatRight in front of my supervisor. Top mental imagery!
*continues giggling for some minutes*
(, Tue 12 Mar 2013, 12:20, closed)
I don't know what he said,he never talked to me again.
(, Wed 13 Mar 2013, 0:05, closed)
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