I badly bruised a knuckle on my left (non-wanking) hand by punching a wall
It was a moment of ludicrous idiocy brought on by frustration at the end of another glorious dance practice with Ms Foxtrot.

Alt: what Bella said. And please try to refrain from comments about Norwich isn't exactly a vibrant, thriving metropolis. It's beneath you. Well, most of you.
(Darth Foxtrot A one-man army dedicated to making fetch happen, Thu 10 Mar 2011, 12:57, 2 replies, latest was 15 years ago)

Congratulations on the forethought there.

(BelladonnaAnodyne Melissa's gonna wet herself, I swear..., Thu 10 Mar 2011, 13:01, Reply)

Cheers darlin'
I dished out enough jibes about Norwich's insignifiance when I moved here to be familiar with all of them.
(Darth Foxtrot A one-man army dedicated to making fetch happen, Thu 10 Mar 2011, 13:02, Reply)

I didn't mean that, I meant using your left hand to twat a wall.

(BelladonnaAnodyne Melissa's gonna wet herself, I swear..., Thu 10 Mar 2011, 13:03, Reply)

Hahaha

(Darth Foxtrot A one-man army dedicated to making fetch happen, Thu 10 Mar 2011, 13:06, Reply)

Last time I punched something in frustration, I broke a door (shitty plywood affair)
The time before, I broke my knuckle.

I don't punch things in anger any more...
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 10 Mar 2011, 13:13, Reply)