Originally posted by reverend
I once entered an electricity station to retrieve my frisbee. I should have been aware of the danger as there was some menacing music playing at the time, but I soldiered on and managed to get up pretty high. Anyway, I got near what I thought was my frisbee but as I grabbed it many thousands of volts passed through my body, killing me. I don\'t think it was my frisbee at all. I\'m better now though.
That\'s a matter of opinion. Have you been at the Penderyn again?
Apart from bollocksing up my knee by crashing my bike under the back of a Lexus last year, worst thing I had done to me was a gastroscopy.
Doc squirts some stuff in my mouth, tells me to swill it round and swallow (careful...) to ease the scope\'s way. I hadn\'t even swallowed and he was ramming this bloody great tube down my throat into my stomach! The anaesthetic hadn\'t started to work, but I found the intense retching did quite a good job of covering up most of the pain.
Worst thing was that I couldn\'t even swear at him after he\'d finished as the anaesthetic had started working and turned me into a drooling, fat-tongued mute....