graysalchemy said:
Now NB the question has to be asked why were you looking for such a product ?
I thought my tackle may as well match my head and my brewery - all shiny
I was once on a train reading a Tom Sharpe novel called The Throwback where a character, a retired colonel I believe, put on a sabotaged condom full of oven cleaner and was found later by the fire brigade in a tree trying to remove the ****y-trapped nodder with a cheese grater with an LSD crazed bull terrrier clamped on his ar5e. People gave me a very strange look as I tried unsuccesfully to stifle laughter.
Why do we laugh loudest at other people's discomfort?