Well I for one am quite relieved that this fucktard has removed his ability to reproduce.

Yet he says he wants to have children, so maybe he'll adopt. Yeah, right.

I am sitting here, still in some sort of amazement, thinking about being so screwed in the head that a guy takes a dull set of wire cutters and slowly, over a span of ten minutes, cuts off his own nuts.

I barely snipped my bag with a pair of sharp scissors one time doing some 'maintenance' and damned near threw up.

Compos "Poopy-pants" Mentis trims his bush. With scissors.

Wow. More and more material for the next flame war.

So in other words nothing new happened, no new information, they just wanted another bite at this story to fill up dead tree space.

It's a nice object lesson, however, that a reporter couldn't bring himself to suggest the answer of "extreme mental illness" that 99.9% of the readership would arrive at, objectivity and what not.

The other 00.1% know that you're not supposed to cut them off when your teams wins, you'rs supposed to cut one off, shuck it out of the casing, sew it back in with the other one, and use the casing to make a handy change purse with your team logo branded on it.

I mean, duh..

When I read the guy's first-person account of his denuttification, you couldn't have uncrossed my legs with the jaws of life. Sure, this idiot gets mad props for removing himself from the gene pool, but I really, really don't want to hear about the specifics.

Fair warning: if it turns out that rugby's Number-One Fan made a video of the procedure (at this point, I'm not ruling anything out) and anyone "helpfully" provides a link to said video, then I will find that person. And they will regret it.

Sometimes you just have to say "what the fuck." He clearly did . . .

Trimmed. Not trims. It was several years back and it was the first and last damned time a pair of scissors has been anywhere near my package.

And I could say that I had tea bagged your mother and she wouldn't let go so I threatened to trim her moustache but got myself instead.

Truth is I was having a vasectomy and needed to knock down the rough before I could shave the fairway, so to speak.

Truth is I was having a vasectomy and needed to knock down the rough before I could shave the fairway, so to speak.

My wife offered to do the pre-op shave for me. I took one look at the razor nick on her knee, and said "thanks honey, I got it".

No effing way the hand that rocked the cradle was getting anywhere near the twins with a razor.

"So I started hacking away at my tackle."

I'd like to say something funny here, but . . . whew, I . . . um . . . speechless.

Friday flamewar time
Ace calls Compos poopy pants
Prepare for battle!!

Am I the only one that thinks this guy is a lock for this year's Darwin Awards?

What's a Friday at Ace of Spades HQ without a little genital mutilation? :)

"I really love it when the leaves turn color. I love the autumn so much that, damnit, I'm going to sell myself into degrading Thai gay prostitution and then wind up getting slashed to death under a bridge abutment."

It's amazing how every day, I learn new things about the Ace o' SpadesTM lifestyle.

Wait a minute. Testing, testingTM. Does this superscript thing work?

No, I guess it doesn't. Hey ace, your blog is broken.