It's beautiful, really- her foot connected with your nuts, but only the internet could connect...your hearts.
Oh, wow, that is just wonderful. Bozack, you never fail to entertain.
Also, I went through a nut kicking phaze in around grade three, where I just loved kicking boys in the balls. This was at the tiny little Catholic school I went to. It was something all us girls discovered at once, and took great enjoyment out of doing to practiacally every boy in our class. I thought it was so much fun. I kicked this one guy who had been my friend since pre-school in the balls so much, and it really entertained me. I remember him really emphatically trying to explain to me that this hurts boys way more than girls. I, being too young to know about the true mechanics of things, didn't believe him, and thought he was just being a big baby, and told him so, and kicked him in the balls. He was even more angry that I failed to understand, so I invited him to even the field by letting him kick me in the crotch - as our conversation was during recess in winter I was wearing my snow suit and he had on those big clunky rubber footed winter boots that kids wear. He kicked me, I barely flinched and he was offically declaired a baby by all the girls, and was the the overall favoured target of nut sack kicking by all the girls in my class from then on.
Years later I went out on a couple of horrible teenage dates with the same guy - I felt guilty since I had begun to understand just how bad what I had done as a girl was... with all the nut kicking.