December 24th, 2007, 15:47
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Join Date: Oct 2007
Location: Canada
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Quote:
Originally Posted by dave_e
Was running through the jungle on the back half of the North Forty, by Calgary, stepped on a stick. It raised off the ground like a cobra about to strike, I kept running, a thought dawned on me..."This MIGHT hurt", kept running. Impaled my left testicle on the stick. Stopped DEAD in my tracks, looked down and realized I was actually impaled on the "stick", no real pain yet, Slowly backs up.....bad move. Shooting pain in the nether region, felt the "pressure" as i became "unstuck", fell to the ground holding....myself.
Walking back to the UN base I have to say that every step was..... interesting would be an understatment. In case any of that squad that was with me wondering why I came back from my last patrol and never got up till I left....you now know why. 
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thats why god made us with 2.
but damn...did they have to remove it?
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