Out-Numbered

I can only remember being kicked in the Nuts once, when I was a kid. It happened on my front lawn when I was about 10 years old. It took me completely by surprise. It always does. The kicker was named Marky Selden. He was the younger son of my parent’s best friends. He was about 4 years my junior and wasn’t very intimidating considering the age difference but he was a wild kid. In hindsight, I should have seen it coming. We were wrestling on the front lawn with my brother and his brother. I was kind of throwing him around, having some fun. I must have taken one too many liberties and he decided he’d had enough. It was simple Nut kicking fare. Approach, Lock in, And Kick. If you’ve ever been kicked square in the Oysters , then there’s no need to read this next paragraph. For all the ladies reading, I would imagine that a solid punch to the Tits or a hearty kick in the Ovaries are by no means a walk in the park but there’s something special about the Ball Kick . ...

So... We're gonna do something a little different this time. We're gonna have a bit of a group exercise here. The topic comes courtesy of one of the cooler and yet extremely intimidating Mommy bloggers out there, Nic from My Bottle's Up . She posted a blog entry the other day that I happened to stumble upon and it definitely got my juices flowing. God knows what types of juices I'm referring to. I'm pretty positive that my blood is basically made up of part Grey Goose, part Hydrocodone and part Sweet Sausage but I digress. Any way, I've posted the first part of it below and a link to the rest of the post. Check it out and then I'll continue with my response, which of course was probably inappropriate and totally misunderstood. That's just how I roll apparently. Without further adieu... Women Are The Stronger Sex... fact . and male readers out there, i don't write this because i'm a man-hating feminist (though i am a feminist). i write this beca...