Missing body parts
Now there are some bits of your body you don't mind losing - my dad's just got rid of a kidney stone, my own tonsils once tried to asphyxiate me, and nobody wants warts.
Other bits are more useful - a family friend recently lost an arm... which would be OK if his job wasn't managing dis-armament talks.
What have you lost, and where did you leave it?
( , Thu 1 Jun 2006, 18:22)
Now there are some bits of your body you don't mind losing - my dad's just got rid of a kidney stone, my own tonsils once tried to asphyxiate me, and nobody wants warts.
Other bits are more useful - a family friend recently lost an arm... which would be OK if his job wasn't managing dis-armament talks.
What have you lost, and where did you leave it?
( , Thu 1 Jun 2006, 18:22)
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Not really a missing body part, but ...
When I was about 6, my dad's long-lost father came over from Australia to visit for a few weeks. Among the dazzling array of presents he brought his newly-discovered grandson was a boomerang.
Try as I might, I could never make the damn thing come back, so a week or so after my grandad went back home to Oz, my dad took me down to the park to show me how to throw it.
"Now, what you do is, you hold it like this, then throw it like this", he said, and threw it. "Now come and stand next to me in case it comes back and hits you". Duly obliging, I come and stand next to him. Boomerang comes whizzing back and smacks me straight in the stomach. Cue crying 6 year old, doubled over in pain.
I've never thrown the bloody thing since.
( , Fri 2 Jun 2006, 12:46, Reply)
When I was about 6, my dad's long-lost father came over from Australia to visit for a few weeks. Among the dazzling array of presents he brought his newly-discovered grandson was a boomerang.
Try as I might, I could never make the damn thing come back, so a week or so after my grandad went back home to Oz, my dad took me down to the park to show me how to throw it.
"Now, what you do is, you hold it like this, then throw it like this", he said, and threw it. "Now come and stand next to me in case it comes back and hits you". Duly obliging, I come and stand next to him. Boomerang comes whizzing back and smacks me straight in the stomach. Cue crying 6 year old, doubled over in pain.
I've never thrown the bloody thing since.
( , Fri 2 Jun 2006, 12:46, Reply)
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