The plus side of crashing my bike and winding up with a giant hematoma is that I can show it off to the girls at the gym.That's right.
Hike up the shorts and put it on display. In my best Stewie Griffin voice, "That's right. Crashed my bike. Didn't hurt much. Hit my head and got this." [hike up the shorts and listen to the gasps]
It's as good as a knife-fight scar or a gunshot wound, only better because there's a cool story attached to it.
Girls love a good battle scar story.
Follow up the story with the tag line, "It was pretty cool" and you have the makings of a legendary tale. If only I could parlay it into a nighttime sex romp or bawdy massage session.
Did I just use the word bawdy?
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