Rubber

I'm 6'1", over 300lbs. I love contact sports. Have competed in full contact kick-boxing. Blah blah blah.

But when a little rubber band breaks and slaps your finger it freaking hurts!

Puss.....just sayin.

I'm more afraid of paper cuts and/or cutting finger when slicing food in the kitchen. Those little slice cuts give me the creeps. That and medical needles. Weird, I used to poke pimples with safety pins, pierced my own ears a few times in Jr. High/High School, have six tattoos, will fall flat on hard-wood floors for a laugh, etc. But those tiny little things bug me.

I hate when you're trying to break a bolt loose and it comes free quickly or the wrench slips and you bash knuckles or pinch fingers, done that twice today already. There always seems to be a sharp point or small gap to cut or pinch your knuckles when your wrench gets free.

Tex said:

I hate when you're trying to break a bolt loose and it comes free quickly or the wrench slips and you bash knuckles or pinch fingers, done that twice today already. There always seems to be a sharp point or small gap to cut or pinch your knuckles when your wrench gets free.

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Thats what i hate, we have gate valves at work that rarely get cycled and this is my biggest fear when using a wrench to open them.

Tex said:

I hate when you're trying to break a bolt loose and it comes free quickly or the wrench slips and you bash knuckles or pinch fingers, done that twice today already. There always seems to be a sharp point or small gap to cut or pinch your knuckles when your wrench gets free.

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See, I hate that, but I don't fear it. I get the willies thinking about a paper-cut, though.

Perspective is everything: get shot, have an epic car crash, blow out a couple of lumbar discs while 100 miles from Hudson Bay and have to wait three days for the sea plane to fetch you out to a surgical ward, shatter a collar bone and have the idiots in charge of your care hold off on surgery for eleven friggin' months, have a routine surgery turn you into an ersatz Bell's Palsy victim for two years +...and a few other calamities along life's way...

...and you won't even think "Ouch!" from random dings...

Cheers!

Hammy71 said:

Puss.....just sayin.

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Say it to his face!

KayaBrew said:

Say it to his face!

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6'1" and 300lbs don't scare me.....at least not on the internet. LOL

AAArrrgghhhhhh!!!!!!!!

The point of this thread was I am a *****, and that little rubberband hurt

Halbrust said:

AAArrrgghhhhhh!!!!!!!!

The point of this thread was I am a *****, and that little rubberband hurt

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Boohoo?

No....BooBoo

A girl once rolled over me and snapped my banjo string, and I don't own a banjo. It was a bloodbath. Paper cuts are for pusscats.

Metal shavings...that is all.

SUV rollover at 60mph, estimated. Ejected from vehicle. Slid into a cypress tree.
Kidney stones.
27 red wasp stings, and that's where they quit counting.
Melted my arm to a toaster oven.
Attacked by a Doberman.
Maced myself. Hey, I didn't think it'd be that bad.
Been tased by those little handheld tasers. It's really not that bad.
Ate ghost pepper.

And ya know what, a little piece of brass wire brush stuck in the bottom of my toe, a chunk of skin removed by a rusted bolt or stepping barefoot on a lit charcoal still hurts.

And speaking of rubbers, getting your hair caught in the base of one, that's not too good a feeling either.

day_trippr said:

Perspective is everything: get shot, have an epic car crash, blow out a couple of lumbar discs while 100 miles from Hudson Bay and have to wait three days for the sea plane to fetch you out to a surgical ward, shatter a collar bone and have the idiots in charge of your care hold off on surgery for eleven friggin' months, have a routine surgery turn you into an ersatz Bell's Palsy victim for two years +...and a few other calamities along life's way...

...and you won't even think "Ouch!" from random dings...

Cheers!

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Criminey

Laughing_Gnome_Invisible said:

A girl once rolled over me and snapped my banjo string, and I don't own a banjo. It was a bloodbath. Paper cuts are for pusscats.

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"Banjo string" is a new euphemism for that, not one I would chose though. Perhaps 'snapped my giant redwood'?

How are you feeling now?

I had Nintendo thumb as a kid....

6'1".....pfffft. Not even as tall as my mom.

Pappers_ said:

"Banjo string" is a new euphemism for that, not one I would chose though. Perhaps 'snapped my giant redwood'?

How are you feeling now?

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A) You didn't google it then?

B) Still traumatized!

Zuljin said:

Melted my arm to a toaster oven.

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How did you manage this one?

Zuljin said:

And speaking of rubbers, getting your hair caught in the base of one, that's not too good a feeling either.

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Well now you know to pull your hair back into a ponytail first

Halbrust said:

Well now you know to pull your hair back into a ponytail first

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OK, now what do I do with this mental image of a pubic pony tail?

Laughing_Gnome_Invisible said:

OK, now what do I do with this mental image of a pubic pony tail?

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Your images, your fantasies. Just don't share with the rest of the class.

Whattawort said:

Your images, your fantasies. Just don't share with the rest of the class.

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I can't help it. Everything to do with my genitalia is contagious.

Laughing_Gnome_Invisible said:

I can't help it. Everything to do with my genitalia is contagious.

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Better call the exes.

Kittyfeet said:

How did you manage this one?

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It was behind a chair I pulled out to sit on. My arm stuck to it so bad that when I pulled away, I opened the door.

Halbrust said:

Well now you know to pull your hair back into a ponytail first

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Good one, Richard.

Laughing_Gnome_Invisible said:

OK, now what do I do with this mental image of a pubic pony tail?

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I'm going with this one rather than the other.