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Blew out a lung skiing when i was 13. The air pushed through the hole, stayed under my skin then collected in a pocket near my collarbone. The docs at the emergency room were fascinated, they brought all kinds of med students to see my "subcutaneous emphysema ". The trapped air popped like bubble wrap if you poked it. 4 days with and O2 mask and lots of painkillers, I was fine.
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Quoted: Blew out a lung skiing when i was 13. The air pushed through the hole, stayed under my skin then collected in a pocket near my collarbone. The docs at the emergency room were fascinated, they brought all kinds of med students to see my "subcutaneous emphysema ". The trapped air popped like bubble wrap if you poked it. 4 days with and O2 mask and lots of painkillers, I was fine. View Quote This is why I'm not a doctor. *Shrug* "Uhhh... Get me a needle."
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Got lucky, I'd say. I wasn't too sure how many knew about the "rules" for Turkish revenge and all that. I wonder if that was just the target of opportunity or he actually was abiding by some code their culture has. View Quote View All Quotes View All Quotes Quoted:
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It actually WAS below the waist. I was choking out his buddy and a table had fallen over us. My battle buddy said the angry Turk saw my legs sticking out and just stuck the damn thing in like an ice pick, right in my thigh. My buddy then clipped him with a magnum bottle. I don't remember hearing it, but apparently it made an awful sound. I remember watching the damned knife handle quiver in my thigh during the cab ride back to base. I sure as hell wasn't going to go to the hospital. My girlfriend poured hydrogen peroxide alongside the blade and it slipped right out. Never got it stitched and it only got a little infected. Young and stupid. Got lucky, I'd say. I wasn't too sure how many knew about the "rules" for Turkish revenge and all that. I wonder if that was just the target of opportunity or he actually was abiding by some code their culture has. Common kind of deal with a particular cultural subset. They have a thing for spitting on people...like counting coup. We were all gym rats, so we weren't usually targets. Guess they were drinking. Turned out great for the home team, though. I got a cool story and a scar. |
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Nothing too unique. Broken ankle suffered while ice-climbing and stitches on my upper lip from my brother hitting me there full-force with a nine iron would probably be the most "unique".
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I just pulled a muscle on my side while taking a pretty intense dump last night. Half my torso went all Charlie horse on me mid push. The pain made sleep hard.
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, Almost castrated myself!!!!!!!!!----Dozen or so years ago just got out of a very hot shower, went to my room to get dressed.
I noticed my old and very heavy antique dresser needed pushed back 3 or 4 inches. As I leaned into it, it did not move so I put all I had into it. Unfortunately, one drawer was open some, and my sack got slammed in there as drawer closed, was stuck, really hurt, bled a lot! Glad for the warm shower or I would have de-nutted myself. |
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Broke 2 ribs while fishing. I leaned over the side of the boat to rinse off my hands just as we hit a 3' swell.
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Broke my tailbone in high school.
I was at a party my senior year, I was talking to a girl outside on the back deck. I was leaning up against the wooden deck railing sipping on my solocup full of cheap high schooler beer when the shitty railing decided to finally fall apart. I fell backwards off the deck four feet, and landed ass first on the concrete pad below. Broken tailbones hurt like a sonofabitch Ruined the rest of my rugby season but the girl I was talking to when it happened did her best to comfort me I still have trouble with it hurting. Every Airborne jump I did felt like my ass was being torn off, and now I sit in a cruiser all day with my ass either hurting or numb. Good times. Also, I have a deformed ass crack because of it. My crack is crooked towards the top. My wife thinks it's hilarious |
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I shave in the shower, mach 3 blade popped off and fell from my face right across the tip of my dick. Left three blade marks and bled like I didn't think a dick could bleed. Some of the most brutal pain I have had. I was in the USMC at the time and ran multiple times per week. Opened the wound back up every time...
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I bit the inside of my mouth once. I had dental work and the numbing agent hadn't worn off yet.
I spit out a little blood. It was horrific. |
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I shave in the shower, mach 3 blade popped off and fell from my face right across the tip of my dick. Left three blade marks and bled like I didn't think a dick could bleed. Some of the most brutal pain I have had. I was in the USMC at the time and ran multiple times per week. Opened the wound back up every time... View Quote You people are scaring the fuck directly out of me . Now I cant shave in the shower. |
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I inflated my bladder in a diving accident and was farting out of my dick for a couple days....
years later they tell my my bladder is 30% than normal and will give me issues...which is already is. |
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You people are scaring the fuck directly out of me . Now I cant shave in the shower. View Quote View All Quotes View All Quotes Quoted:
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I shave in the shower, mach 3 blade popped off and fell from my face right across the tip of my dick. Left three blade marks and bled like I didn't think a dick could bleed. Some of the most brutal pain I have had. I was in the USMC at the time and ran multiple times per week. Opened the wound back up every time... You people are scaring the fuck directly out of me . Now I cant shave in the shower. Between this and the dick farting, I'm laughing pretty damned hard right now. |
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I silver spoon fractured both of my wrists (at the same time) racing kamikaze downhill mountain bike I came off a ridge and broke the front axel....rode the rear tire as long as I could....then finally the front came down, the rim/tire jammed itself into the fork and I went ass over tea kettle....
You ever try wiping your ass with both arms in a cast up to your shoulders? You can't....age 16 and I lost all my pride.... 15 years later I was in a helicopter that was forced to "land" due to high velocity chip lights....ripped a hole in my sack....upon impact my left boy decided to go for a walk about outside of his normal residence....that by far was one of the most painful things I have ever endured.... Twas a bit disconcerning when doing the body inventory when the helo finally finished mulching itself to death to reach a hand inside the ol flight suit and grab a testicle....that was still attached...I still have pain to this day ten years later....I often wonder if it woulda been better just to remove it.... |
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Hung myself in Iraq in '04. I was doing an agricultural/customs inspection on flat bed trailers that had been double stacked. Finished the inspection and started sealing up the boxes on the top trailer. Finished the top trailer and jumped down. Drawstring on my boonie hat caught a hook on the side of the trailer. I hung there for what seemed like forever but was likely less than a second before he drawstring broke and I fell the rest of the way down.
This one wasn't me, but I did respond to it. A low ranking kid was doing daily vehicle inspection on an F350 dually with utility bed. This was in Alaska btw. Finished up everything on his check list but the reverse lights. He figured on it for a few minutes and finally decided that the best way to check the reverse lights was to chock the tires, start the truck up and slip it into reverse. Then he could go behind the truck and see if the reverse lights worked. Well they did. Only problem was that the chocks weren't enough to hold the truck. It jumped them and started toward him. Now a smart individual would have gotten out of the way. I think we've already established that this guy wasn't too bright though. So, he tried to stop the truck. F350 vs a person is a losing proposition for the person pretty much every time, especially when you're standing in an iced over parking lot. So, he starts sliding backward with the truck pushing him until he finally loses his footing and slides under the truck. He manages to hold onto the bumper for a few seconds before he finally loses his grip and the F350 rolls right over him. Apparently what this kid lacked in brains he made up for in brawn because he managed to escape with nothing more serious than internal bruising. |
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I shave in the shower, mach 3 blade popped off and fell from my face right across the tip of my dick. Left three blade marks and bled like I didn't think a dick could bleed. Some of the most brutal pain I have had. I was in the USMC at the time and ran multiple times per week. Opened the wound back up every time... View Quote See, this is where the saying, "With a tool like this you need a shed for it" came from for explaining a bit of a beer gut. Need to shelter Little Ridge from falling, dangerous objects. |
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Got stabbed by an angry Turk in a German bar. View Quote Three things I learned in Germany: 1) Turks will always pull a knife and are too stupid to realize that when they see one American, 100 of his friends are less than 30 seconds away. 2) Germans don't like to fight (was surprised by that) but if provoked will only fight if they have a beer mug to use as a weapon. 3) The only NATO forces who party like Americans are the British. They all like to get stupid drunk and chase girls, but it was Americans and Brits who were always looking for a fight. Surprisingly not against each other though, we got along. So what'd ya do to piss off a Turk? |
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Shot in the head with a BB gun when I was twelve. It took out a 3/4" long path of skin starting right at my hairline before going under the skin and traveling across the top of my scalp. Doctor had to shave my head and cut it out in the ER.
The scar starting at my hairline remains, as a result it formed a cowlick as the hair won't grow out straight. |
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This last summer, working HVAC (Rough installs in new construction) and the company had me without a helper for several days because we were so slammed all summer.
I had to run to another crew's job site to put units up because they were so far behind, and we can't leave them sitting out on the crub. Was in a really, really tight attic space, pulling a 5 ton unit up to the deck with a rope. There was literally no place to throw the rope over to get better leverage, and I had to bend over from a kneeling position to even fit up there. The rope slipped and like a dumbass I grabbed back on trying to keep from dropping the unit. Managed to get a double supraspinatus injury. Put an end to competitive powerlifting and training for the last four months. I can lift my arms above my head without any pain, but still can't train without a lot of pain. |
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Three things I learned in Germany: 1) Turks will always pull a knife and are too stupid to realize that when they see one American, 100 of his friends are less than 30 seconds away. 2) Germans don't like to fight (was surprised by that) but if provoked will only fight if they have a beer mug to use as a weapon. 3) The only NATO forces who party like Americans are the British. They all like to get stupid drunk and chase girls, but it was Americans and Brits who were always looking for a fight. Surprisingly not against each other though, we got along. So what'd ya do to piss off a Turk? View Quote View All Quotes View All Quotes Quoted:
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Got stabbed by an angry Turk in a German bar. Three things I learned in Germany: 1) Turks will always pull a knife and are too stupid to realize that when they see one American, 100 of his friends are less than 30 seconds away. 2) Germans don't like to fight (was surprised by that) but if provoked will only fight if they have a beer mug to use as a weapon. 3) The only NATO forces who party like Americans are the British. They all like to get stupid drunk and chase girls, but it was Americans and Brits who were always looking for a fight. Surprisingly not against each other though, we got along. So what'd ya do to piss off a Turk? I was only in Germany for a couple weeks on TDY, but the fucking Turks were ridiculous. They warned all of us about them too, but just like every other safety briefing we just assumed they were full of shit. NOPE. We had a few couple guys get in trouble for fights, one was arrested, one had his ass kicked by Turks and THEN the police, a SSG was robbed by "gypsies", and I broke up a fight by throwing an apple as hard as I could and hit a kebab vendor in the face. He was trying to stab a bicyclist with a kebab skewer Thank god I was never stationed there. Germany is fucking nuts. |
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The concept of DICK FARTING is completely new to me.
There's some stiff competition up in here, but this wins so far. The walkabout ball is a close second. |
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How do you NOT piss off a Turk? View Quote Very true. Luckily Polizei didn't like them either. One got stabbed with his own knife in downtown Budingen and Polizei didn't want to hear a word from any of us. They told us to disappear. About 30 Turks came after two soldiers walking downtown, within a minute or two they were surrounded by probably 70-80 of us. The first Turk to pull a knife had it forcefully jammed into his gut. None of us saw a thing. Nope. Not a thing. Polizei said "Raus!" so we "raused". They took all the Turks into custody and one got a ride in an ambulance. |
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I have dislocated my shoulder turning a doorknob.
I believe that was the third of 17 dislocations before I had it fixed. |
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Just yesterday.. had an old pre-hung entry door that needed to be thrown away. By the time I got it in the truck the top and latch side of the frame broke off, so just the hinge side was left. I took it to work and pulled up to the roll off dumpster, one of those big ones that like 6' tall. I picked up the door and was going to lay it on the edge of the dumpster to slide it up and in. Then I realized that wouldn't work because the door knob was still in it and would catch on the dumpster. I got the idea to launch it up and over but at the last second I thought there might be too much stuff in the dumpster already and the door might slide out, so I hung onto the lower end to make sure it stayed. Well, that piece of frame that was still attached swung under effectively slamming my finger tip in the door. Keep in mind this dumpster is over 6' tall, so my hands are over my head. There I stood with my finger caught in the door frame, above my head, and with my free hand I couldn't life the door enough to free my finger. I finally gave it a quick shove and pulled my finger at the same time and it came out.
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Usually those only break when somebody strangles you... I used to warm up with 315 before I blew both shoulders out, I'd hate to have had that much weight fall onto my throat. View Quote View All Quotes View All Quotes Quoted:
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Lifting without a spot for a warm-up set on the bench, I have no idea to this day how it happened. the bar rolled off my hands and dropped on my throat. the dude spotting the next bench over flipped the bar off me and I wound up in the ER with a broken hyoid bone. Lesson learned: always have a spotter when lifting. Usually those only break when somebody strangles you... I used to warm up with 315 before I blew both shoulders out, I'd hate to have had that much weight fall onto my throat. It was many years ago when i was in shape, 185/ 30 reps in 60 sec. I remember being in the teens and then somebody shaking me, shouting 'BREATH!" I have no idea why I'm alive. |
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To preface this story, I grew up in an incredibly small "township" in rural Alabama. There was nothing to do but drink and steal road signs. When I was 19, my friends and I found out about homemade explosives using Draino, aluminum foil, and any type of carbonated drink (we decide to use sparkling water cause we didn't want to get our hands sticky, we were fuckin smart). We were parked on the side of the road a few miles from our friend's house. I was driving that night so I wasn't making any of the "bombs". I was leaning on drivers side of the bed of my truck talking to my buddy while the other guys were mixing the shit. I heard a loud bang and then all of a sudden something that felt like rocks hit my face and then began to burn like Satan himself pissing on me. The bomb had went off prematurely and all of the Draino hit me in the face. I began screaming bloody fuckin murder, telling my 16 year old brother to call 911. One of my other friends gathered us all into the bed of the truck and began to haul ass. We made it back to my friend's house, whose mother worked at the local ER. She helped us wash everything off. I was afraid to open my eyes for about 2 hours in fear of not seeing anything. I got to the emergency room and I spent about 4 hours there, the nurse put a little over 1 liter of saline solution in each eye. I had a mix of 1st and 2nd degree burns all over my face, neck, and certain parts of my hand. Still have the scars from the 2nd degree. Don't fuck with Draino
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Fell on to a grill when I was drunk. I was wearing shorts at the time and had grill marks all down the backs of both legs.
Did I mention the firewood was mesquite. |
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fell off the top of a bunk bed when I was a kid, caught the hook that the ladder attaches to under my left arm, I got something like 300 internal stitches and 200 external ones. I have a huge anchor shaped scar in my left armpit. Totally freaked my brother and mother out when they had to lift me off the hook. In the ER when they were stitching it up, all kinds of things were moving, I was watching in the mirror, my mother had to leave the room...
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I was only in Germany for a couple weeks on TDY, but the fucking Turks were ridiculous. They warned all of us about them too, but just like every other safety briefing we just assumed they were full of shit. NOPE. We had a few couple guys get in trouble for fights, one was arrested, one had his ass kicked by Turks and THEN the police, a SSG was robbed by "gypsies", and I broke up a fight by throwing an apple as hard as I could and hit a kebab vendor in the face. He was trying to stab a bicyclist with a kebab skewer Thank god I was never stationed there. Germany is fucking nuts. View Quote View All Quotes View All Quotes Quoted:
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Got stabbed by an angry Turk in a German bar. Three things I learned in Germany: 1) Turks will always pull a knife and are too stupid to realize that when they see one American, 100 of his friends are less than 30 seconds away. 2) Germans don't like to fight (was surprised by that) but if provoked will only fight if they have a beer mug to use as a weapon. 3) The only NATO forces who party like Americans are the British. They all like to get stupid drunk and chase girls, but it was Americans and Brits who were always looking for a fight. Surprisingly not against each other though, we got along. So what'd ya do to piss off a Turk? I was only in Germany for a couple weeks on TDY, but the fucking Turks were ridiculous. They warned all of us about them too, but just like every other safety briefing we just assumed they were full of shit. NOPE. We had a few couple guys get in trouble for fights, one was arrested, one had his ass kicked by Turks and THEN the police, a SSG was robbed by "gypsies", and I broke up a fight by throwing an apple as hard as I could and hit a kebab vendor in the face. He was trying to stab a bicyclist with a kebab skewer Thank god I was never stationed there. Germany is fucking nuts. Actually Germany was awesome. Americans are rarely alone so Turks could be managed. They'd usually only open their mouths if you were outnumbered but were quick to back down when the odds evened up. The town I was stationed in had a large Turk population, there was only one instance of an American getting his butt stomped and it was a guy walking alone at 3:00 AM. They tossed him off a bridge. The trick with Polizei is you follow every order to the letter. Do what you're told and they'll be professional and respectful. Disobey or even worse, try to run away, and they'd beat the living shit out of you and drop what's left of you off at the front gate. Seen it happen to a few soldiers. Polizei at the front gate was an automatic Article-15 for whoever they had with them. Brits rioted in Frankfurt after losing a sporting event (what's that boring ass game called? Soccer?) in 1989 so the next night all the Brit bars in Sachsenhausen were ordered to stay closed (Irish Pub, King Richard's Pub, etc). We went in and MP's (don't know why MP's were there, we weren't the problem) and Polizei were out in full force. We bought a group of Polizei a round of beers outside Four Floors and they were more than happy to have a cold drink. They could be pretty laid back. Later that year there was a huge fight that started at Four Floors on New Years Eve and spilled out into the courtyard between it and the Irish Pub. Polizei came charging in. We stayed seated in the courtyard. It was something to watch how they selectively chose who to beat to a bloody pulp. Do as they say and people were told to sit down. Those who didn't or even hesitated took a club to the head. The only funny part was the soldier videotaping it all. He didn't get down so a Polizei went at him with club raised in the air. The kid started shouting, "AFN, AFN, AFN" while he continued to tape. Polizei lowered his club and said, "Are you really AFN?". The kid said "No" and in a flash his head was split open and camera destroyed. |
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Zipper injury 25 years ago. I didn't where under wear back in the 80's .
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Everything pretty run of the mill except for the guy that stuck a Phillips screwdriver thru my hand.
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Got a paper cut on the end of my dick once.
No I didn't. But that would freaking hurt, wouldn't it?
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I broke my finger playing football. The kicker kicked my finger instead of the ball at kick off.
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The concept of DICK FARTING is completely new to me. There's some stiff competition up in here, but this wins so far. The walkabout ball is a close second. View Quote I was wearing a drysuit with "plumbing" so I can pee on long dives (at that time I was doing deco dives of 3+ hours), was the first time with the new plumbing (condom with a glue in it and a hole at the end attached to a hose with "one-way" valve) The one-way valve I found out does not work well when out of the water. So you know when you rip open vacuumed up bags.....well just image that when I opened the valve to pee on shore.... I was and quickly closed it. Then opened my suit up and went to the bathroom.....yeah I can still remember the loose air-hose feeling while peeing The guy next to me look over with the funniest expression as to what the hell am I doing over there.... I just said "Long story" |
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2 different friends of mine:
1. Sat on the toilet for a long time, and his leg fell asleep. He got up and took a step before he realized what was going on. Ended up with a broken leg. 2. Went out on the back porch for something and stepped over his little dog who chose that moment to try and kill him by moving. He ended up with a spiral break in his lower leg. |
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Fell out of a second story window when I was about 8.
I was sitting on a loveseat on my grandmothers sundeck watching television, when my sister took a flying leap onto the seat. It flipped over, smashed the floor level window and out I went. Landed in the garden, but managed to break my arm. I still remember looking up and seeing her look out the broke window with this confused look on her face. I was 19 and staying at a girlfriends house overnight. She had a lofted bed. In the morning, instead of taking the ladder down, I just hopped the rail. Now her room wasn't kept very neat, and in the detritus on the floor was an opened three ring binder. It went right in to the middle of my bare foot and hurt like hell. Got slightly infected, but healed. Hurt like hell to walk or run. About three years ago. Was riding my dirtbike at a local riding park - two way trails. Came around a corner and met a 4 wheeler head on. I managed to dodge to the right a bit, but still yard saled over the bars. Got knocked out, smashed the bike up and broke the fourwheeling dudes collarbone with my head. Only real damage to me was a broken scaphoid bone in my right wrist. Damn bone is tiny and you never notice it in day to day life. Break it and you can't use your thumb for six months - cast time for most of that. This happened on Fathers Day. Yay. |
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Lifting without a spot for a warm-up set on the bench, I have no idea to this day how it happened. the bar rolled off my hands and dropped on my throat. the dude spotting the next bench over flipped the bar off me and I wound up in the ER with a broken hyoid bone. Lesson learned: always have a spotter when lifting. View Quote I worry about this often. I was lifting with 3 other guys but I'm the only one that is still going to the same place so I only lift alone now. The heaviest I go is for a set of 5 in any lift, but crazy shit happens so I'm trying to make buddies at the gym now so I don't get stuck under the bar one day. But my weirdest injury is probably dislocating my knee cap, I didn't even know it was a thing until I saw my knee cap on the outside of my leg. That hurt like hell. |
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Early 20's and a bit drunk and was showing my roommate my saber from when I graduated military school.
He decided he could kick my ass with nunchuk's versus sword. Shortly thereafter he hit the sword and drove it into his own leg. I said why did you do that and he hit my hand then breaking a finger with nunchuk. Right index finger bone just below knuckle OW! Bone actually broke skin barely and still have small scare there. Popped in back into place best I could since I had to travel the next day. Went to Africa for 2 months to do some work on a French oil tanker off Angola. When I got back home, my finger was still hurting. When I then punched a door jam while rough housing with my brother. POP, and finger hurt like hell for about 60 sec's then.... Hey, it feels all better now and the bump is gone! (Note not a recommended medical treatment)
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In my late teens I worked on a lagging crew (construction) to help pay for college. One day I was swinging a pick and it caught an overhead tie-back cable sticking out of the wall. When the cable slipped off the pick, it snapped back catching me right on the tip of my chin. Knocked me out and took a chunk about the size of a raisin out of my chin.
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Fractured my dick in two places while a gal named Lucy was doing a reverse cowboy.
Sorry no pics guys. |
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I had burning grease dumped on my head and arm when I was 8. My hair melted to my scalp and scarred me for life.
My grandparents, being country hill folk, decided that the best course of action was to rub the wounds with butter. I didn't go to the hospital until that night, about 10 hours after it happened. |
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