[Lazamataz]

“That’s nothing. I once skimmed the dross off of molten lead with my genitals. I didn’t even wince, nor showed any pain whatsoever. My boss panicked and asked if I needed help, and I said, “No, I feel great.” And I did.”

That’s nothing. I was on my boat cleaning a freshly caught King salmon. The boat rocked and I slipped with my fillet knife. I cut my .... Mr. Happy clean off. I sat down and using a barbed hook with 80 pound fishing line, I sewed it back on. I used duct tape for bandaging. My fishing buddy asked me if I was okay, and I said, “I feel great.” And I did. I went back to fishing and had my buddy fetch me a cup of steaming hot coffee.

That's nothing. I was once eating a nice hot meal of razor blades and ground glass, and I accidentally bumped into a pack of rabid dobermans who had laser eyeballs that burned everything they looked at, and who when they barked, barked clouds of killer bees. I inhaled the swarm of killer bees (all of whom had little tiny chainsaws) and the killer bees cut their way out of my lungs. I simply stapled my chest together, and my Priest rushed over and asked if I was okay. I said, "Never better! I feel fine!" and he got me a cup of hot steaming coffee.

[packrat35]

Aww! that’s nothing. I once got my nuts bitten off my rottweilers, who then ate them. I grabbed one of them and cut off their nuts and sewed them back on to me-then I downed a steaming hot cup of coffee!

[Gator113]

LOL.... Good job. ;>)