Gary Vansleve
29th January 2014, 09:44 PM
It all came to a head yesterday. Been fightin a hernia for a while now stickin ma head in the sand so to speak. Got sick an tired of pushing my intestine or whatever it is back in the hole (hernia is in the groin) when the pain comes on. So low an behold a spark started to flicker in what's termed a brain between my ears what could I do to keep the thing from poking out.
I needed something to hold it in when all of a sudden it came to me the missus pantyhose sometime's I just amaze myself. So off I went snuck into the ensuit rummaged through the missus's draws so to speak found a pair and squeezed into them. Feelin mighty pleased with myself thinking this could work when low an behold who should walk in right when I was checkin myself out in the mirror yep you guessed it the missus.
Well you should have heard it an what the bloody hell do you think your doin what are ya some sort of fag what the hell. It kept on goin on an on so just to shut her up I had to fess up an told her the truth (been keepin it from her). Well I thought she was going to get my super statement again (see my post re patrol manuals) but she grabbed my ear and froggmarched me out to the car an off we went to the doc (family friend) with me kickin an screamin but to no avail.
Comes in with me to the doc an proceeds to tell him what she saw the doc has tears in his eyes an rollin arround the floor killin himself with laughter the receptionist comes in to find out what's goin on the missus tell her( she is also family friend) she's killin herself with laughter and goes out an starts blabbin to all an sundry in the waiting room bloody hell what's a bloke gotta do.
Doc tells me the bad news goin to be layed up for quite a while so no bench pressin land cruiser axles for me for a while shit what's a bloke gonna do. To make matters worse I have been floggin myself for the last 6 months fixin up what need fixin arround the place to keep the missus happy so I could start workin on my play toy an old 40 series cruiser without her in my ear. Probably got the bloody hernia from that.What's a bloke gotta do. Drink yeah that could be the go off to the local while Iam recuperating whatta ya reckin.
I needed something to hold it in when all of a sudden it came to me the missus pantyhose sometime's I just amaze myself. So off I went snuck into the ensuit rummaged through the missus's draws so to speak found a pair and squeezed into them. Feelin mighty pleased with myself thinking this could work when low an behold who should walk in right when I was checkin myself out in the mirror yep you guessed it the missus.
Well you should have heard it an what the bloody hell do you think your doin what are ya some sort of fag what the hell. It kept on goin on an on so just to shut her up I had to fess up an told her the truth (been keepin it from her). Well I thought she was going to get my super statement again (see my post re patrol manuals) but she grabbed my ear and froggmarched me out to the car an off we went to the doc (family friend) with me kickin an screamin but to no avail.
Comes in with me to the doc an proceeds to tell him what she saw the doc has tears in his eyes an rollin arround the floor killin himself with laughter the receptionist comes in to find out what's goin on the missus tell her( she is also family friend) she's killin herself with laughter and goes out an starts blabbin to all an sundry in the waiting room bloody hell what's a bloke gotta do.
Doc tells me the bad news goin to be layed up for quite a while so no bench pressin land cruiser axles for me for a while shit what's a bloke gonna do. To make matters worse I have been floggin myself for the last 6 months fixin up what need fixin arround the place to keep the missus happy so I could start workin on my play toy an old 40 series cruiser without her in my ear. Probably got the bloody hernia from that.What's a bloke gotta do. Drink yeah that could be the go off to the local while Iam recuperating whatta ya reckin.