Slid down a fig tree when I was six and a nasty branch stub that had been left caught my scrotum, saw blood dripping out of my shorts and ran to get to my folks. Couldn’t get a chainlink fence gate open so climbed over and got my bloody shorts caught at the top. They got a screaming me unstuck...
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