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( , Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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You see my arm feels a little tingley...
Alternatively, what has been your most horrific injury, extra points for pictures of scars/gashes/guts?
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 10:36, 78 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

Say your goodbyes here.
EDIT: *Unless you're heartless, like Al.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 10:38, Reply)

When I had them when I was younger my arms used to tingle then go numb.
And you are a bit anxious at the mo aren't you...
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 10:38, Reply)

How unhealthy are you?
Oh, and some of you may have heard that I recently broke my shoulder.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 10:39, Reply)

I thought you were waiting for the "hahaha! You broke you're shulder wankin a dog!!!1!".
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:18, Reply)

He told me he was rescuing nuns from a fire.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:21, Reply)

I'm sick of fast food threads, they always end with the police finding someone with a ligature round their neck, then b3ta gets called a chat room and it's just no fun for anyone then.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 10:55, Reply)

Pick me up a cheeseburger while you're at McCraps.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:01, Reply)

all my good work over the last 24 hours by having a McCrap. I shall eat my sandwiches and yoghurt.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:03, Reply)

Horrific when your a 6 year old.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 10:56, Reply)

( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:03, Reply)

I wouldn't someone sticking a needle into me that close to my arsehole and vagina. If I had a vagina that is.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:06, Reply)

Horrific when you're a pissed 22-year old.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:01, Reply)

As I lay there trying to breathe the next person landed on me.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:09, Reply)

Or too many? Either way your minge would be altered in size.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:10, Reply)

How am I supposed to know that.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:15, Reply)

and it might actually offend you and I don't want to do that.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:20, Reply)

is it big and flappy, or tight as a duck's arse nowadays? Or just normal?
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:22, Reply)

Surely a field mouse or seahorse would be tighter?
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:27, Reply)

from getting up their arses when they're swimming in it.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:30, Reply)

I think it may be too much coffee...
*twitches*
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:08, Reply)

wonderful instant coffee now. It tastes as good as freshly brewed stuff.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:18, Reply)

I have the Americana at work and the Guatamalan at home, and they are both delicious.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:20, Reply)

Now I don't know whether to hope you're lying or not.
Coffee
Beatings
Coffee
Beatings
*cries*
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:30, Reply)

I think you dropped this a and replaced with an o had lying around.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:42, Reply)

( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:43, Reply)

Busy, busy day, so dipping in and out to try and retain my sanity!
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:18, Reply)

I walked into a blowtorch and my trousers were ablaze. I hopped round the house like an extra from the Towering Inferno until my dad put me out with his bare hands. Then I went deaf for a bit because of the shock.
But then I let out a 'Trio Suzy' yell and could hear again.
My aunty Ann made the trousers into shorts, eliminating the fire damage.
It was pretty cool. I got to drink wine (for teh pains of course) and was allowed to sleep on the couch for a week because I was scared of the upstairs going on fire.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:21, Reply)

Ripped open the underside of my chin, and my shoulder, attempting a bunny hop on my bike. I landed, the front wheel flew off and so did I. Only superficial in the end, but quite sire when you're 8 years old.
A week later, when i was almost fully healed, i dared my friend to cycle through a strret rounders game. He did, fine - my turn. Being thick, i went at the same time as the batsman ran, right into me. Re-opened everything and got hosed down by my friend's mum who was watering the garden.
My brother once sliced his knee open on a pastry cutter chasing my sister. That was nasty, two inches long, very deep, blood everywhere.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:46, Reply)

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www.b3ta.com/questions/blood/post217647
Injury was to leg but with a bit of bonus cock bleeding
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:47, Reply)

jumped over my head when I was a kiddie and caught his foot on my face and ripped open a hole a cm away from my eye. I have a sexy scar on my eyebrow now! The worst thing about this was it was the day before my birthday and my eye swelled up like a bastard the next day, so I got taken shopping looking like my parents had beaten me!! :(
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:51, Reply)

I think she thought it was ok to beat me in another city, then return to Liverpool and pretend it didn't happen. She didn't 'beat' me as such (I sound like Joseph Jackson now). It was more a case of dragging me a good few metres by my hair then looking at the escalators and shouting "You're impossible. I'm either going to jump or throw you, you little crank!" Bless my mother.
EDIT: that is honestly a funny family story. I'm not about to write one of those "Oh Doooon't Mummy!" books.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 11:54, Reply)

I only got hit once by my dad, that was enough to last me a lifetime. I learnt pretty quickly what level to take annoyance to before stopping and running! Hehe
EDIT: I hate those books. They're always called something like: Bruised, or Unwanted or Unloved.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 12:01, Reply)

and he still feels guilty about it.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 12:02, Reply)

He wasn't around much when we were kids so I think that's why he feels guilty about it. Shit I'd lose my temper too if I had three screaming children jumping around biting one another, I'm thankful he didn't kill us.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 12:07, Reply)

I did ram a sharp pencil through his guitar, so I'd say it was fair. Anyway, he burst out crying and made me toast and hot chocolate afterwards, thus negating the effects of the punishment. My mother would have done it properly. And called me a crank in the process.
EDIT: or "Granny, not the coathanger again."
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 12:03, Reply)

"coathanger granny" - that was my dad before the proper beatings started (see below).
Except he used a leather glove - which was so pathetically painless it was laughable - my brother and i would always end up laughing instead of crying or repenting for whatever we had done.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 12:13, Reply)

a few times.
Once because I was throwing snowballs at cars coming round a blind curve (12 years old, wasn't thinking about accidents or death) with my brother and friend - one driver stopped and chased us, caught me and took me home, so i got the worst of it.
Don't remember reasons for the others, but i did fight him one time he was trying to beat my brother.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 12:10, Reply)

Saying that, I'm fine too. And apart from the odd outburst, I think my mum was a sweetie. My dad was probably too soft with me.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 12:15, Reply)

I had 3 breaks each in the ulna and radius (6 clean breaks in total) so my arm was sort of U-shaped had a big squishy bit in the middle. This was a result of 2 bones shooting to my wrist and 2 bones being forced up to my elbow :0)
I fell off a wall.
( , Fri 11 Sep 2009, 12:37, Reply)

wearing shorts and t-shirt....
I think i still have stones in my hip (that was for a few days a bloodied flap of flesh).
Incidentally, i didn't go to the hospital - I 'manned up' and fixed my own wound with a travellers first aid kit and lashings of antiseptic.
I still have flashbacks.
( , Sat 12 Sep 2009, 17:33, Reply)
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