
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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My Ex had one of those Greek style wedding rings (the type with 3 interwoven bands that move around each other).
Anyhow, one night she was giving me a bit of a hand-shandy, when all of a sudden I felt the most searing pain coming from down below.
The ring had caught my skin in it and with the hand movement, proceeded to rip an inch and a half of skin off of my skin-flute.
It fucking well hurt and bled for a few hours.
I still have the scar =(
( , Wed 13 Mar 2013, 12:55, Reply)
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