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The missus goes to yoga on a wednesday, so I have taken to going to the pub, doing the sudkeo, reading the paper then going home and cooking the tea.
So I am in the pub,fishing around in my tesco bag for the paper, which is somewhere underneath the lamb chops and 'JEEZ' fkin H christ
the plastic edge of the packaging sliced my thumb, near the nail.
I bet it hurts worse than nearly severing your hand in a power tool accident.
Once seen a guy blown up with a mortar round. We had to pick him up with a shovel. Wasn't half as bad as yours though EO
I saw a motorcyclist's head come off. That was interesting. I was, I think, about 8 at the time. It was all a bit strange. I rememeber that the lady who's dog had run into the road, thus leading to the accident, was beside herself with grief, dashing into her house to get a rug to place over the well-dead pooch, with the severed, helmeted head inches from the doggy corpse!
Pussy! I once stood in a doorway (door was one of those heavy bastards, designed to withstand about 10 years of fire) whilst chatting to a mate. I was supporting myself by grabbing the door frame, either side of me. The door silently began to close. My left thumb was nicely positioned in the space between the hinged side of the door and the frame. CRUNCH!!! Right in the middle of my thumbnail. Blood everywhere. I nearly fainted. I did puke. Miraculously, didn't break my thumb, but it did get infected. The end.
The missus goes to yoga on a wednesday, so I have taken to going to the pub, doing the sudkeo, reading the paper then going home and cooking the tea.
So I am in the pub,fishing around in my tesco bag for the paper, which is somewhere underneath the lamb chops and 'JEEZ' fkin H christ
the plastic edge of the packaging sliced my thumb, near the nail.
I bet it hurts worse than nearly severing your hand in a power tool accident.
The missus goes to yoga on a wednesday, so I have taken to going to the pub, doing the sudkeo, reading the paper then going home and cooking the tea.
So I am in the pub,fishing around in my tesco bag for the paper, which is somewhere underneath the lamb chops and 'JEEZ' fkin H christ
the plastic edge of the packaging sliced my thumb, near the nail.
I bet it hurts worse than nearly severing your hand in a power tool accident.
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