I Hurt My Rude Bits, Again
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)
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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That was what my doc told me, anyway.
It was a bit difficult toward the end, but the first time we had a portion it didn't quite feel right on my side of things- it was still a little tender internally. But a week later I was back to normal, and haven't had any regrets about it at all.
( , Mon 11 Mar 2013, 13:04, 1 reply)
It was a bit difficult toward the end, but the first time we had a portion it didn't quite feel right on my side of things- it was still a little tender internally. But a week later I was back to normal, and haven't had any regrets about it at all.
( , Mon 11 Mar 2013, 13:04, 1 reply)
Nor me. I was shitting bricks beforehand, was so worried...
...but it was really nothing to get in such a state over.
And knowing that I'm an affront to devout catholics everywhere is nice :)
( , Tue 12 Mar 2013, 12:05, closed)
...but it was really nothing to get in such a state over.
And knowing that I'm an affront to devout catholics everywhere is nice :)
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