It doesn't sound funny at all. Seeing guys getting kicked in the penis-balls used to be hilarious. Then, I got kicked in the penis-balls and, suddenly, such sights no longer got me laughing. (That was last Wednesday.)
Bike accidents horrify me, anymore.
Sometimes, when I'm riding around, I'll be surprised somehow. You know, a car starts backing out from behind a bush at the mouth of a driveway and. . . You're surprised to see it. After such surprises, some terrible image flashes in my mind--usually, it's me wearing a diaper, propped up in a wheelchair, dimly aware of the vegetative state I'm in. Then the dog comes up, drops a ball in front of me, and then whines when it rolls under the chair as I remain still.
Dude, the thought of getting hurt on my bike, Jesus. . .
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Bike accidents horrify me, anymore.
Sometimes, when I'm riding around, I'll be surprised somehow. You know, a car starts backing out from behind a bush at the mouth of a driveway and. . . You're surprised to see it. After such surprises, some terrible image flashes in my mind--usually, it's me wearing a diaper, propped up in a wheelchair, dimly aware of the vegetative state I'm in. Then the dog comes up, drops a ball in front of me, and then whines when it rolls under the chair as I remain still.
Dude, the thought of getting hurt on my bike, Jesus. . .
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