I used to do volunteer work with Autistic kids back in the day, and one time while making sure their jackets were buttoned up as we waited in the lobby for the bus to come take them home, one of them (they were sitting in these circular seatings, we were standing) bapped my right in the groin, BOOM!
Hoping no one else saw, I tried to walk away standing straight, turning my face in the other direction so the director and the other volunteers wouldn't notice it was contorted in pain.
As I began to recover, I walked back in their direction, and one of them says, "Are your future children ok?" BWAHAHAHAHA
At least that gave me a chance to sit down, as me laughing did not make the pain go away,,,