You remember the bike saga? The one where I nicely told my dear husband that if he did not use his expensive toy that I would gladly shove it where the sun don’t shine? Well he’s held up his side of the bargain – he’s been using the bike quite nicely. In fact he’s even met a mate of his a few weekends to go for a proper mountain bike ride at a venue close by our house. On Sunday the poor boy came acroppa!
He fell off the bike and he is now the proud owner of a nice roastie on his arm, a nice bruise on his leg but the piece da resistance is a hell of a bruise on his butt. It looks pretty nasty! I never thought I would post a picture of my husband’s butt on this here humble blog – but crikey chaps! It is N A S T Y!
Check it out!
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Oh dear!!! I hope he’s ok!
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Ouch! That’s got to hurt.
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Ouch! Glad hes enjoying the bike–but tell him no more owies!
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Nice. War wounds are cool.
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Oh man, that’s one hell of a bruise!!
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Ouch! That looks so sore. Hope he’s OK.
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Oh, ouch!! That has to really hurt!!
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“roastie.” That’s a new term for this American!
OUCH! Does HE know you posted a picture of his rear?
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He he he – shame poor DH and his sore butt. Sure he’ll survive that one and many more.
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That is wonderful!! Typical mountain biking! At least nothing is broken.
He must enjoy the joys of mountain biking.
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Owie!
It hurts to look at that!
J
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