I Hurt My Rude Bits, AgainMy commute to work was made excellent the other day when I saw a motorcyclist try to ride on the pavement to avoid a traffic queue, lose control, fall off and land bollock-first on a concrete bollard. He was fine, eventually – but tell us your tales of the old blinding agony to the gentleman's or gentlewoman's area.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 7 Mar 2013, 12:50)
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Isn't great when one of our health professionals decides to play the odds (with your life) rather than do anything resembling their job.Hats off to the NHS.
Wrong age? Testicular cancer rates grow rapidly from puberty and peak at 25 to 30. Are you 80 or 10?
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Ring Of Fire A petty, drooling belming butthurt retard., Thu 7 Mar 2013, 20:54,
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^ thisYour GP is fucking shit. Mine got me an appointment up the hospital within two weeks even though he couldn't feel the lump himself, because he recognised that it wasn't his area of expertise and it's better to play safe on these things.
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drimble he'd been white, he'd been black, Thu 7 Mar 2013, 21:07,
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I once went to the GP to discuss having an AIDS test...after hearing disturbing rumours about a recent partner.
His advice was not to have a test, on the grounds that "It would only make you worry."
Breathtaking. I changed GP. The rumours turned out to be untrue.
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