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The most indescribable torment ever experienced....
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Evening all.
I just wanted to share some things with everyone.
1) NoM will not let me read Pistonheads in peace. She insists that I do a miniblog about my scrotum
2) My nuts are killing me
3) Childbirth is easy compared to this!!!
As many of you already know, I had a vasectomy reversal a couple of weeks ago. This involved a surgeon using a Stanley knife to open my *** up, leaving me with a wound each side about 6' in length. Since the op I have been forced to eat a hundred pills a day, wear a uber-fashionable jockstrap, and walk like John Wayne. My nuts are currently the size of a small family car and weigh more than 3.5ton.
Since the op, my sack has gone from orange, to red, to brown, to blue, to black. It's currently heading back towards a dark crimson colour.
I also managed to catch severe (and life-threatening) Sepsis in my wounds, and I actually died two days ago.
However, the worst thing about this is the itching. I want to cry. The stitches are making my legs itch; the scars itch; my hairy bits itch; my John-Thomas itches. In fact the whole frigging world itches.
So there is my miniblog. NoM doesn't quite realise how much she owes me for suffering this trauma. I will use it in every argument we ever have
eg NoM "You spent £1000 on beer and fast cars over the weekend. That was irresponsible!" Me "Yeah. Well I had my nuts cut open for you!"
So, my dear ABers, I will conclude this pointless rant by saying that NoM has cold feet and she snores
Night all
I just wanted to share some things with everyone.
1) NoM will not let me read Pistonheads in peace. She insists that I do a miniblog about my scrotum
2) My nuts are killing me
3) Childbirth is easy compared to this!!!
As many of you already know, I had a vasectomy reversal a couple of weeks ago. This involved a surgeon using a Stanley knife to open my *** up, leaving me with a wound each side about 6' in length. Since the op I have been forced to eat a hundred pills a day, wear a uber-fashionable jockstrap, and walk like John Wayne. My nuts are currently the size of a small family car and weigh more than 3.5ton.
Since the op, my sack has gone from orange, to red, to brown, to blue, to black. It's currently heading back towards a dark crimson colour.
I also managed to catch severe (and life-threatening) Sepsis in my wounds, and I actually died two days ago.
However, the worst thing about this is the itching. I want to cry. The stitches are making my legs itch; the scars itch; my hairy bits itch; my John-Thomas itches. In fact the whole frigging world itches.
So there is my miniblog. NoM doesn't quite realise how much she owes me for suffering this trauma. I will use it in every argument we ever have
eg NoM "You spent £1000 on beer and fast cars over the weekend. That was irresponsible!" Me "Yeah. Well I had my nuts cut open for you!"
So, my dear ABers, I will conclude this pointless rant by saying that NoM has cold feet and she snores
Night all
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For more on marking an answer as the "Best Answer", please visit our FAQ.Twins by c section - two off them at it, bloke surgeon had huge hands, had to stop them because I could feel it all (like someone doing the washing up inside your stomach) - man up (ok, you feel rubbish, try feeling rubbish and breast feeding and not sleeping).
Ps - good luck, hope it all goes well for you both, x
Ps - good luck, hope it all goes well for you both, x
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