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Originally posted by: Brutuskend
Do you remember the first time you got hit in the NUTS?

Did you think you were going to DIE?!

And was it another guy that hit you or a girl or just a accident?

hockey + one out of 100 games I forget my cup = grapfruit sized nut

It happened on a Saturday. idon't think I went in Monday to work.
 
When I was 7 I was climbing a cyclone fence. One of the ones where the top wires are twisted and sharp.

I fell and the tip went through my pants and through my scrotum and I hung there upside down screaming while my brother tried to get me down.

🙂

WANNA SEE MY SCAR?
 
Originally posted by: nutxo
When I was 7 I was climbing a cyclone fence. One of the ones where the top wires are twisted and sharp.

I fell and the tip went through my pants and through my scrotum and I hung there upside down screaming while my brother tried to get me down.

🙂

WANNA SEE MY SCAR?

WTFGODDAMNBBQCUTSCROTUMJESUSCHRIST!
 
been hit so hard i passed out

when i woke up i couldnt stand up and thought i was going to vomit

this was due to an extremely unfortunate sequence of events completely within my own control.

 
I was about 5, and I was pulling in a row boat at my camp ground, and I was pulling from the front. The hard, metal, pointy end of the boat slamed into me right there as I pulled it in..... :/
 
Originally posted by: LoKe
I was the one who hit myself in the nuts. 🙁 I believe I told my story in the "when was the last time you cried?" thread.

So, here I go, reliving my horrific story.

It was late on a Saturday night. I felt the urge to grab a snack, anything that would satisfy my craving. I slowly walked upstairs hopefully not making any noise which would awake my sleeping family. I then proceeded to grab the only thing available to me, a donut. This donut would soon become my undoing.

I then walked back downstairs and entered my room. I decided to remove my shirt before getting into bed. So, I placed the donut in my mouth, and started to lift my shirt off. Half way through, the donut fell out of my mouth, and in a desperate attempt to save my snack, I whipped my hand down to catch it, thus, tagging myself in the timbits.

There you have it, my story.

Oh, and for those who care : I saved the donut.

:thumbsup:
 
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