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Originally Posted by Lush
Sometimes I think that amorous intent and patriarchial aggression are really one and the same.
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Originally Posted by Mithalwen
Sorry to be boring but are you sure it wasn't the BF?
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Such cynics!
Lalwende's Theories:
1. It could have been that you had simply sat on some ants (or similar biting insects) and they bit you in such a way as to make your muscles contract violently. I once sat in an ants' nest (not by choice, I hasten to add, I have long since given up on conducting such experiments on myself) and it
hurt, so I am speaking from experience.
2. It might have been a flashback from a traumatic experience with one of those muscle building machines where you put a flat pad wired to the mains on your skin and then proceed to jump through the roof as though a heavyweight boxer has just had a 'pop' at you.
3. It could have been a ghost, but it would have been more likely someone like Philip Larkin. Or else that charlatan Derek Acorah was making one of his TV shows.
4. You had cramp.