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Confucius said:
Not in the outside netty, but I did end up going to the doctors with said condition when very young. Skin was trapped
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When I was younger I got mine trapped in a zip of a pair of trousers that used to be my cousins that my aunty had sent across.
I'd just been in the bath and had my pyjamas on my mam made my try them on and I got it stuck.
When my mother finally freed it she then wrapped it in a ****ing bandage.
My sisters have never let me forget that to this day
 
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AirportWatch said:
or to see a certain Louis-Dreyfus family?

More than likely visiting the Ineos factory in Rolle though. We can hope!

AW.
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I used to have to go to the private flights section of Nice Airport to collect my boss or his wife.

There was a receptionist/controller by the name of Kim Dexter who was one of the hottest women I've ever seen, you needed asbestos gloves to shake hands with her ...

... I'd arrive hours early just so I could gawp at her and wonder how she was possible. I'm sure she just dressed that way to entrance one of the mega-rich blokes and end up as Mrs Megarich.

She'd track all the flights and look to see where else the planes had been and where they were going next. She'd say 'Ah right, he's just been to New York on the way here. BIG coincidence because so and so' s wife just happened to be there on the same two days. '

She'd amuse herself by concocting wild scenarios for all the plane movements and plan her shifts around any celebrity she wanted to meet <laugh>
 
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another one not from seaham but used to watch the engines going past from houghton at the bottom of the school field, also used to get on the lines until an older lad lost his foot...put us off for many a year.

did catch the skin in the zip mind, think the little fella shot so far back into my body with shock...he never came out fully again.
 
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I've never trapped the tiddler in a zip and I'm not from Seaham.

But we did on occasion as younguns go camping by the Wear and while there go down the lines to scare ourselves when the 125 went past.
 
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Iain said:
When I was younger I got mine trapped in a zip of a pair of trousers that used to be my cousins that my aunty had sent across.
I'd just been in the bath and had my pyjamas on my mam made my try them on and I got it stuck.
When my mother finally freed it she then wrapped it in a ****ing bandage.
My sisters have never let me forget that to this day
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I've zipped up the little fella loads of times. Thankfully the little fella is proper little, and fits between the zip teeth. Hung like a wasp & proud.:emoticon-0169-dance
 
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Nathan Brazil said:
Maybe I'm missing something here but, wtf???
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Looking back it was ridiculous.

We'd drive up from Mansfield, drop our mate off at his Uncle Jack's, get drunk in the Mallard, sleep in the car and our mate would walk up in the morning. Then we'd all go to the match.


We were all 18 year old, no money for hotels and exiled ...

... our mate was homesick so we helped out a bit.
 
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Never mind talking about the kit, this thread has gone seriously off topic and the topic now is 'How much did you hurt your todger when you were a 'Little un with a Little un'

Don't know about all you blokes on here but I never got a pair of long legged pants until I was about 9 when I was given a pair of cheap jeans. Up until then we all wore shorts and they all were button ups so no chance of chopping your chopper so to speak.

These particular jeans had the nastiest zip the world has ever encountered and when you drew it up it made the noise of a handsaw being used to cut a sheet of perspex. First time I wore said jeans it was an easter parade day, all the kids went and followed the jazz bands. I'd been wanting to piss all day but it was too busy to get out in a corner somewhere. I got home and rushed into the outside Netty, jeans and kecks down I did the necessary and then without shaking the drips off I yanked the zip upwards.

Oh the pain, it was shocking, I screamed and rushed out of the dark Netty so I could see if my little chap was still attached. I looked down and saw there was a couple of zipper teeth gripping into my white flesh. By this time I was crying with the pain and one of the girls in the home came down the back stairs to see what was going on, 'Please go away I kept telling her' and I cornered my self in the back yard so I could try to release the zip without being seen. I held the tag and eventually tugged it down and the pain was even worse but my little man was freed. It took weeks to heal properly and it was the only scab I never picked.

Even to this day I carefully draw my zip when I've done my thing, doesn't get much use these days but I'm still careful, don't want to perform an accidental circumcision on myself.
 
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