As taken from a Florida Newspaper:...
A man was working on his motorcycle on his patio and his
wife was in the house in the kitchen. the man was racing
the engine on the motorcycle and somehow, the motorcycle
slipped into gear. The man, still holding the handlebars,
was dragged through a glass patio door and the motorcycle
dumped onto the floor inside the house. The wife, hearing
the crash, ran into the dining room, and found her husband
laying on the floor, cut and bleeding, the motorcycle
laying next to him and the patio door shattered. The wife
ran to the phone and summoned an ambulance.
Because they lived on a fairly large hill, the wife went
down the several flights of long steps to the street to
direct the paramedics to her husband. After the ambulance
arrived and transported the husband to the hospital, the
wife uprighted the motorcycle and pushed it outside.
Seeing that gas had spilled on the floor, the wife obtained
some paper towels, blotted up the gasoline, and threw the
towels in the toilet. The husband was treated at the
hospital and was released to come home.
After arriving home, he looked at the shattered patio door
and the damage done to his motorcycle. He became
despondent, went into the bathroom, sat on the toilet and
smoked a cigarette. After finishing the cigarette, he
flipped it between his legs into the toilet bowl while
still seated. The wife, who was in the kitchen, heard a
loud explosion and her husband screaming. She ran into
the bathroom and found her husband laying on the floor.
His trousers had been blown away and he was suffering from
burns on the buttocks, the back of his legs, and his
groin. The wife again ran to the phone and called for an
ambulance.
The same ambulance crew was dispatched and the wife met
them at the street. The paramedics loaded the husband on
the stretcher and began carrying him to the street. While
they were going down the stairs to the street accompanied
by the wife, one of the paramedics asked the wife how
the husband burned himself. She told them and the
paramedics started laughing so hard, one of them tipped the
stretcher and dumped the husband out. He fell down the
remaining steps and broke his arm.
Now THAT is a bad day.
--
When I go, I want to go like my Granddad, peacefully in his
sleep.
Not hysterical and screaming like the passengers in his car.
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Thanks for the humor. That gave me several laughs. I hope
the guy is ok now and can laugh at it himself!
Thats an old one isnt it? I first hear'd it about 20 years
ago.
To be filed under: URBAN LEDGENDS I'd say!
Jim.
And what does this have to do with SEA-mainland? Thanks for
sharing your humor, but please take up space with it
elsewhere. This is a subject-specific board, not a chat
room. (Yeah, go ahead all who read this and tell me to ease
up and get a life, but I come here for useful information
and get my entertainment in other places.)
you couldn't resist using another kilobytes of this "precious" space to add your sour comment, you
tigh assed shit.
Yankee doodle doo:
Heard it too, 25 years ago. But the final twister was fun. Will use it.
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