Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Jim, this post is not about you. Someone else named Jim. Someone else entirely.

I'm really not supposed to be saying this, but come on. It's just too easy.

Jim just got his nutsack stuck in his beard trimmer.

Commence sympathetic painful histrionics.


Blogger mamatulip said...

The lower back pain was really bad when I was pregnant with Oliver; one night I asked Dave to rub Tiger Balm on my back and while he was doing that, he got an itch and scratched his balls. Which was bad because he was wearing boxers and kind of reached inside for optimum scratching, essentially wiping Tiger Balm all over his ballssac.

6/11/2008 7:35 PM  
Blogger furiousBall said...

holy shit, he had a beard on his nutsack?


6/11/2008 7:53 PM  
Blogger Eliza said... husband did the Tiger Balm thing one time too...or maybe it was IcyHot...whatever, same outcome (whining man, woman on floor in hysterics laughing at him). So um, tell that other Jim he has my sympathies...

6/11/2008 8:06 PM  
Blogger Ditsy Chick said...

Manscaping mishap...We should feel bad, for him...and say something about kissing it better, right?

6/11/2008 8:25 PM  
Blogger meno said...

*remembering the Ben Gay and the private parts incident*


6/11/2008 11:07 PM  
Blogger Mamalujo said...

So, M, since this little tale ISN'T about hubby Jim, I take it there is another male with whom you have an intimate knowledge about his misadventures with his nutsack?

6/12/2008 6:00 AM  
Blogger Tink said...

Manscaping is dangerous work. I fully expect to see a reality show about it soon, right after Ax Men and Road Truckers.

6/13/2008 6:52 AM  
Blogger Trudy said...

I have quietly read your blog off and on for quite a few months with great pleasure but this one i have to ask... Did you have to free him or 'them' as the case may be? So freaking funny!!

6/13/2008 10:40 AM  
Anonymous Jmo said...

Was this a "requested" procedure or just a WTF moment? Either way - is he nuts? (sorry...)

6/16/2008 3:56 PM  
Anonymous apathy lounge said...

I'm sure my friend Steve R. would have quite a bit of sympathy for Jim. The one who isn't your husband. One summer after college Steve was working on a roofing crew and paused to take a drink of water. To free his hands he "secured" the nailgun BETWEEN HIS LEGS and prompty shot himself in the dick. Friends called him "sprinkler head" for the rest of the summer. And then he became a lawyer. THE END.

6/18/2008 1:51 PM  
Blogger Stella said...

poor poor jims nutsack.


just. wow.

6/19/2008 8:43 AM  
Anonymous V-Grrrl said...

I am not laughing. I am NOT laughing. Really, I'm not....

And I am NOT recommending a Remington ladies bikini trimmer to him, no I am NOT.

6/19/2008 4:26 PM  
Blogger Ortizzle said...


Reminds me, for some reason, of the time my brother-in-law forgot to wash his hands in between cutting up jalapeƱos and going for a pee. tee hee...

6/30/2008 4:23 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Like who in the H cares? Ashley

7/04/2008 8:50 PM  

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