Wife’s friend’s hubby took a month off from playing football after his, so I rode my bike the next day to show him how gay is.
The most traumatic part was the op itself. I was wheeled into the op room. Nursey lifted up my gown to prep “down there”, and gave anaesthetic jab. I was looking up at the ceiling thinking of, well anything other than a fairly attractive woman manipulating my bits because..you know. The door opened and closed, the doc came in and said hello. I said hello back, looked down as he was looming over my groin ready to start work, and the f**ker had a purple rinse. I was emasculated by QuentinfuckingCrisp. Fair play to the old bloke though, he was done in a jiffy and it was a pretty neat job.