A man was working on his motorcycle on his patio while his wife was 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 him onto
the floor inside the house. The wife, hearing the crash, ran into the
dining room, and found her husband 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 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 his
damaged 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 on the floor.
His trousers had been blown away and he was suffering burns to the
buttocks, the back of his legs, and his groin.
The wife again ran to the phone and called 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 had 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!!
JOAT
If history repeats itself, I should think we can expect the same thing
again.
- Terry Venables
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Variations of that story have been told for years :-)
ABC news even reported a version of it as a true occurence in Israel several
years back. Had to retract it the next night.
It is, of course, an urban legend.
"T." <[email protected]> wrote in message
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> A man was working on his motorcycle on his patio while his wife was 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 him onto
> the floor inside the house. The wife, hearing the crash, ran into the
> dining room, and found her husband 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 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 his
> damaged 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 on the floor.
> His trousers had been blown away and he was suffering burns to the
> buttocks, the back of his legs, and his groin.
>
> The wife again ran to the phone and called 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 had 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!!
>
> JOAT
> If history repeats itself, I should think we can expect the same thing
> again.
> - Terry Venables
>
> Life just ain't life without good music. - JOAT
> Web Page Update 1 Oct 2003.
> Some tunes I like.
> http://community-2.webtv.net/Jakofalltrades/SOMETUNESILIKE/
>
On Fri, 3 Oct 2003 21:45:43 -0400 (EDT), [email protected] (T.) wrote:
>Sat, Oct 4, 2003, 12:00am (EDT+4) [email protected] (Sammy) has to say:
><snip> It is, of course, an urban legend.
>
> You will notice I didn't try to pass it off as true. But if you
>want a true bad day, h ere is one that is documented.
>http://www.samurajdata.se/~cj/funny/video/elephant.mpeg
hell I think it was local a vet got crapped on by an elephant and he smothered
to death. now he had a really bad day. this was a real story too.
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Sat, Oct 4, 2003, 12:00am (EDT+4) [email protected] (Sammy) has to say:
<snip> It is, of course, an urban legend.
You will notice I didn't try to pass it off as true. But if you
want a true bad day, h ere is one that is documented.
http://www.samurajdata.se/~cj/funny/video/elephant.mpeg
JOAT
There must be a hundred silver dollars in here. I can't handle that sort
o' money, you've gotta be in the league of lawyers to steal that much.
- J. H. "Flannelfoot" Boggis
Life just ain't life without good music. - JOAT
Web Page Update 1 Oct 2003.
Some tunes I like.
http://community-2.webtv.net/Jakofalltrades/SOMETUNESILIKE/