A friend of mine used to have to take her younger brother with her everywhere she went when they were kids. The little boy was really pampered by his mother and was a little brat. One summer day my mate was playing cricket in the local park with her cousins and of course the little brother. As they were playing he kept running up to the wickets and jumping over them as they were trying to hit the ball. They kept telling him to stop but he wouldn't listen. On this one particular run up to the wickets he slipped or tripped and kind of fell and jumped at the same time. Anyway the stump ended up going straight up his bum hole. Someone called an ambulance and they had to stretcher him away face down with the stump sticking up in the air. Strangely even to this day he gets annoyed when it gets mentioned. Ooooo the splinters, makes me shudder just thinking of it!
A friend of mine used to have to take her younger brother with her everywhere she went when they were kids. The little boy was really pampered by his mother and was a little brat. One summer day my mate was playing cricket in the local park with her cousins and of course the little brother. As they were playing he kept running up to the wickets and jumping over them as they were trying to hit the ball. They kept telling him to stop but he wouldn't listen. On this one particular run up to the wickets he slipped or tripped and kind of fell and jumped at the same time. Anyway the stump ended up going straight up his bum hole. Someone called an ambulance and they had to stretcher him away face down with the stump sticking up in the air. Strangely even to this day he gets annoyed when it gets mentioned. Ooooo the splinters, makes me shudder just thinking of it!