I have a motorcycle. A sports-style motorcycle. As is common on these bikes, the petrol tank rises sharply in front of the seat to make a wall directly in front of the rider's groin.
I pranged off the bike once. Ran into a ditch at about 120kmh. The bike stopped dead. I went forward, then over the handlebars.
I staggered to my feet unhurt. Or was I unhurt? I had a VERY sore groin!
Two days later and my ex was enjoying sex immensely. She'd never done it with a black man before. Black penis, black balls. Even when it didn't hurt any more.
And in case you were wondering, it caused not major damage. I fathered a child some years after that...
About Me
- Allan
- I am a man who usually has an irrepressible sense of humour - that sometimes gets me into trouble in this politically correct world since, no matter what you say, somebody will always take it way too seriously. I’ve done all sorts of things in a busy life – written and published successful kids’ and specialist books, written plays, been on TV and radio, etc, etc. I am told that I am kind, caring and generous to a fault. So, if you have a fault, I’ll be generous to it. Physically, I’m not in bad shape (round is not a bad shape). I don’t smoke, unless I’m standing too close to the fire, and I don’t drink much … alcohol that is, since an addiction to tea is one of my failings. Well, that’s enough from me to prove that one should keep dangerous weapons, including computers, out of the hands of fools.... Oh, and if you haven't worked it out by now, I'm the author of the book "The Diary Of A Dating Site Bachelor".
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