12-05-2014, 02:54
As for multi-tasking, I've always done that. Why not? I can wash a load of clothes, dig up weeds in the yard, burn a CD and cook something to eat all at the same time!
As for sitting on my balls, I don't think I've done that more than 2 or 3 times. However, I HAVE had my dick fall asleep on me because of the way I was sitting! It tends to happen a lot when I'm riding a bike, but, one night, it happened while I was on stage!! I sit on a pair of upside down plastic milk crates with a carpet sample on top when I'm playing drums. Drum thrones just don't work well for me. so, we're in the middle of a song and I notice that, for some reason, I'm getting a hard on! Apparently, that caused the crate I was sitting on to close off the main vein to my "main vein". So, some blood could get in, but none could get out and the more that got in, the less could get out!! Before long, I had a stiffy that wouldn't quit and it started to hurt like when you put a ball in your arm pit and cut off the circulation for a while. When the song was over, I couldn't take it anymore, so I stood up for a few moments. But, Bob was ready to start counting in the next song!! I had to stop him for a moment and tell him that my dick fell asleep! He snickered a bit, then told the audience, "We'll have to wait a minute, our drummers dick just fell asleep." Then my bass player started to cackle like Janis Joplin. The audience laughed too and I think someone yelled up that they'd give it mouth to mouth. Once the blood drained back out, we got back on with the show.
As for sitting on my balls, I don't think I've done that more than 2 or 3 times. However, I HAVE had my dick fall asleep on me because of the way I was sitting! It tends to happen a lot when I'm riding a bike, but, one night, it happened while I was on stage!! I sit on a pair of upside down plastic milk crates with a carpet sample on top when I'm playing drums. Drum thrones just don't work well for me. so, we're in the middle of a song and I notice that, for some reason, I'm getting a hard on! Apparently, that caused the crate I was sitting on to close off the main vein to my "main vein". So, some blood could get in, but none could get out and the more that got in, the less could get out!! Before long, I had a stiffy that wouldn't quit and it started to hurt like when you put a ball in your arm pit and cut off the circulation for a while. When the song was over, I couldn't take it anymore, so I stood up for a few moments. But, Bob was ready to start counting in the next song!! I had to stop him for a moment and tell him that my dick fell asleep! He snickered a bit, then told the audience, "We'll have to wait a minute, our drummers dick just fell asleep." Then my bass player started to cackle like Janis Joplin. The audience laughed too and I think someone yelled up that they'd give it mouth to mouth. Once the blood drained back out, we got back on with the show.