Kind of sick but a good read

[GeneW]

My younger brother and a good friend decided to ride bikes together after hitting the bar. Many years ago, before my brother quit drinking.

They figured it'd be good fun to try to play "chicken". They were so intent on their game that they did not notice that the road banked to the right. They continued straight ahead, into a gas station parking lot.

His friend dumped the bike on its side, breaking one of the cylinders and getting some "road rash".

My brother's bike hit a ditch rather than jumped it, causing the bike to act like a catapult. My brother landed on his buttocks and slid a few feet across the parking lot.

He did not have leather on. The doctors reattached some delicate parts, sewing up a tear on his scrotum and cleaned up the road rash. He cracked his coccyx, which resulted in him limping for a time.

He also got the crabs. Damn!

He swore up and down that he acquired his case of genital lice "in the ambulance". I think he acquired it earlier, possibly as a prelude to the aforementioned behavior.

We later recovered his pants, which had a hole in the bottom the size of a softball. My clearest memory of the incident was him begging me almost in tears for some money so he could buy some Quell to relieve his torment. Instead I just picked up some for him at the pharmacy and let him go at it.

Not as gross as the above story, but a testament to one man's dance with demon rum.

Gene

[KCALB SIRAY]

Originally Posted by GeneW

My younger brother and a good friend decided to ride bikes together after hitting the bar. Many years ago, before my brother quit drinking.

They figured it'd be good fun to try to play "chicken". They were so intent on their game that they did not notice that the road banked to the right. They continued straight ahead, into a gas station parking lot.

His friend dumped the bike on its side, breaking one of the cylinders and getting some "road rash".

My brother's bike hit a ditch rather than jumped it, causing the bike to act like a catapult. My brother landed on his buttocks and slid a few feet across the parking lot.

He did not have leather on. The doctors reattached some delicate parts, sewing up a tear on his scrotum and cleaned up the road rash. He cracked his coccyx, which resulted in him limping for a time.

He also got the crabs. Damn!

He swore up and down that he acquired his case of genital lice "in the ambulance". I think he acquired it earlier, possibly as a prelude to the aforementioned behavior.

We later recovered his pants, which had a hole in the bottom the size of a softball. My clearest memory of the incident was him begging me almost in tears for some money so he could buy some Quell to relieve his torment. Instead I just picked up some for him at the pharmacy and let him go at it.

Not as gross as the above story, but a testament to one man's dance with demon rum.

Gene

Wow, good thing he got a rip in his yam sack rather than the stripper pole, I say

[GeneW]

Originally Posted by KCALB SIRAY

Wow, good thing he got a rip in his yam sack rather than the stripper pole, I say

Yeah, he probably felt the same way.

Gene