Things that make blokes cry

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Originally Posted by wilder

To watch a person realize the sheer bloody pointlessness of it all....at their last moment!

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Lovely post.

1. Getting your bell end caught in your trouser zipper.
2. Yesterday and when we were trialing the production of a new product design and the most important part of the product was missing. I was crying and burst onto uncontrollable hysteria especially when the Thai production manager was trying to console me.

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Originally Posted by dirtydog

I mean that takes some real balls to chop your hand or arm off, foked if I would do that, go for the slow death I reckon.

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Obviously you never experienced waking up with your arm under a really coyote ugly slagdog.

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Originally Posted by Loy Toy

I was crying and burst into uncontrollable hysteria especially when the Thai production manager got my bell end caught in my trouser zipper

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Thanks for sharing Loy Toy :bunny3:

self medicating a bulbous lump on your arse hole......someone told me

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Originally Posted by Scooter

Onions

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Originally Posted by dirtydog

whats wrong with a mask and snorkel poove?

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Or just peeling them under running water & cutting the root end last?

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Originally Posted by chitown

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Originally Posted by Loy Toy

I was crying and burst into uncontrollable hysteria especially when the Thai production manager got my bell end caught in my trouser zipper

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Thanks for sharing Loy Toy :bunny3:

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I demand a recount or rewrite.

Bastard Chitown, how did you do that.

Very funny :rofl:

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Originally Posted by dirtydog

^Your obviously gay, whats wrong with a mask and snorkel poove?

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Now that sounds gay. Since when do men cut onions?

(By the way, Marmite, don't dare to point my wife to this forum.)

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Originally Posted by Whiteshiva

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Originally Posted by daveboy

1: The birth of your 1st child

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Ditto.

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2: The birth of my 2nd child (one minute after the first)

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Ditto... Approximately I think, might've been two minutes. Just enough time for my manly tears to dry before the water-works started again. :D

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3: The birth of my 3rd child (three years later)

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Sweet Baby Jesus no! Two's enough!! I've not enough tears for another (or time... Or cash...)

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and on occasion 4: going into their room at night and seeing my boys sleeping.....

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Ditto.

What's the old joke -- seeing your mother-in-law go over a cliff driving your new car.

This made my eyes well up last friday.

My daughter is a real sweetie, she has an older brother as as is the case, she has become quite tom boyish playing with all his toys, dressing in all his clothes, hates to wear dresses to the point of hissy fits.

She had a play to do at school, she was a princess, one of many and she would not put the dress on, hated it. So we sent her to school in normal clothes and left the teachers to handle it.

When we got to her school, I peeked into her classroom and could not recognise her, hair done up, in the dress, makeup on, earings on and she just looked so much different.

https://teakdoor.com/Gallery/albums/u..._IMG_7912a.jpg

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Originally Posted by Norton

Obviously you never experienced waking up with your arm under a really coyote ugly slagdog.

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Jeeze Norton you just brought back an old repressed memory..shiiiiit