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Old 09-30-2002, 01:41 AM
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STILL THINK YOU ARE HAVING A. BAD DAY

I was working on my motorcycle one day, on my patio I was tuning the engine on the motorcycle when it accidentally slipped into gear. still holding onto the handlebars, I was dragged through the glass patio doors and along with the motorcycle dumped onto the floor inside the house. The neighbour, hearing the crash, ran into the back yard and found me lying on the floor, cut up and bleeding, the motorcycle lying next to me, and the shattered patio door. The neighbour ran to the phone and called the ambulance. Because I lived on a fairly large hill, the neighbour went down the several flights of stairs to the street to help the paramedics to me. After the ambulance arrived and transported me to the hospital, the neighbour uprighted the motorcycle and pushed it out side. Seeing that gas was spilled on the floor, they got some paper towels, blotted up the gasoline, and threw the towels in the toilet. I was treated and released to come home. Upon arriving home, I looked at the shattered patio door and the damage done to my motorcycle. I became despondent, went to the bathroom, sat down on the toilet and had smoked. After finishing the cigarette, I flipped it between my legs into the toilet bowl while seated. The neighbour herd the loud explosion and me screaming. They ran over again and found me in the bathroom lying on the floor. My pants had been blown away and I was suffering burns on the ass, the back of my legs, and my groin. The neighbour once again ran to the phone to called the ambulance. The very same paramedic crew was dispatched and the neighbour met them at the street again. The paramedics loaded me onto the stretcher and began carrying me to the street. While they were going down the stairs to the street accompanied by neighbour, one of the paramedics asked how I had burned myself. The neighbour told them and the paramedics started laughing so hard, one of them slipped and tipped the stretcher, dumping me out. I fell down the remaining stairs and broke my arm.

STILL HAVING A BAD DAY? >^,^<

Just remember, it could be worse.....
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