Lucky for him the itch was on his back and not his balls.


Reminds me of a story --- a backscratcher story, not a shoot-yourself-in-the-ass story. I had a coworker who had a bamboo backscratcher at work. She would let you borrow it if you had an unreachable itch in the middle of your back. Out of courtesy you would usually use it OUTSIDE your clothes, just scratch your back through your shirt. One day our receptionist came in and asked if she could use the scratcher and put it right down her shirt and started scratching her back like crazy! After a minute or two of wild scratching someone asked her what was going on and she said, "I've got this horrible itchy rash all over my back!" Nice.