Sorry to say this on the forum JJ but Todds not funny, not even funny at the table.
I keep telling him to try macrame or knitting as a part time thing to keep himself amused.
But he just doesn't want to listen to me.
THE FOLLOWING STORY MAY OFFEND READERS WHO HAVE VERY LITTLE HUMOUR OR ARE UNABLE TO UNDERSTAND THAT PERSONAL EXPERIENCES DUE TO UNFORSEEN PAIN CAN ALSO BE FUNNY. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.
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This is probably not the time or place to air my personal experiences but as I've said to you before. I find most funny things are based on personal experiences and can at times help people see the funny side of things.
So, Todd, did I ever tell you about the time I had a rash in my groin area?
Well if I didn't I will. I was working for Chas at Sprint auto parts (I was his collection agent redeeming payments regarding bad cheques from some of his customers) there's another story there too.
Anyway it was summer and I was hot and I had this rash. So, I rang the missus (she's a clinical nurse) and asked her "where do you keep the disinfectant"? Under the sink was her reply and asked me why and laughed, then hung up.
So, I go to the cupbard and the first thing I see is a bottle of "AMWAY DISINFECTANT" yep the good old Amway Disinfectant was right there in front of everything.
So, off with me dacks and the jocks and armed myself with a big wad of cotton balls (bad thoughts coming back already
) I proceed to dab the sore rash and just in case I did the genitalia (sic) area too just for good luck.
Within minutes there appeared to some warmth building up in that area to the point where it began to sting really, really, friggin bad. Back on the phone to missus asking her what the hell is this stuff she suggested I use?
When she asked what did I use she broke into uncontrolable laughter.
I said "what's friggin wrong with you why are you laughing?" She's still laughing and telling her offsider who also breaks into hysterical laughter and says, "did you read the bottle? it says concentrate your supposed to dilute it silly?" And continued friggin laughing and then another one of her cohorts gets told and all I can hear is friggin laughter.
In the meantime my stinging sensation became a burning one as I hung up the phone and proceeded to get a cold flannel and try to subdue the agony with this burning sensation in my NUT-ERNAL area.
Needless to say when she arrived home with her friend (for support me thinks) they are still laughhing as they came inside. They wanted to see what had happened. Being nurses and seeing the funny side of things I wasn't prepared to share my genitalia to just anyone and told em to piss off.
After some time and trying various cold creams I noticed the soreness was barable provided I didn't wear my jocks. Of course by this time all of our friends were fully aware of my plight and dropped in for a viewing and a good laugh on me.
Well, after a closer inspection everything in that area was whitish and I realised I had burnt the skin. When Donna rang Chas the next morning to say I wouldn't be in for a few days he asked WHY?
Well after they stopped laughing and Chas had told everyone within the shop I was nick named SNOW BALLS for obvious reasons. Mind you the old fella went into retirement or hibernation for quite some time as he was under stress too.
If I have embarrassed anyone on the forum besides myself I appologise but I do hope you can use it in some way Todd, LOL