Lost...Trying to impress a new girlfriend, I 'borrowed' my mother's car. Dropping her off in London, I managed to lose the car keys between locking it and reaching the other side of the road. Utter humiliation followed as my mum took the train to London with the spare key...
What have you lost over the years?
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chthonic, Fri 3 Dec 2004, 8:01)
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My KnifeWhen I was six, my friends and I went out back to a patch of land we called "The Desert," and used a knife to cut down a thin, tough coyote willow (Salix exigua). The blade was blunt, the effort strenuous, and soon I lost the knife in the leaf litter. I tried yanking down the tree, lost my grip on the trunk, and landed on my ass - and located the knife, as it sliced through the jeans and penetrated my testicles. Oddly enough, the sensation wasn't entirely unpleasant - a kind of tingling as I remember.
I gave up, went home, and started telling my mother about the strange tingling, but her screaming, and a hasty visit to the doctor, interrupted the story. Supposedly there was no long-lasting harm (still childless after all these years, though).
(, Tue 7 Dec 2004, 21:49, Reply)
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