
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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haven't heard the end of it since.
( , Wed 13 Mar 2013, 14:48, 1 reply)

But it's not the cock that's the problem - it's the balls.
And when they're as big as mine, they're your weak point.
( , Wed 13 Mar 2013, 14:56, closed)

If so, get to the back of the queue.
( , Wed 13 Mar 2013, 15:22, closed)
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