a really bad day - true story

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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 along with 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 uprights the motorcycle and pushed it outside.

Seeing that gas had spilled on the floor, the wife obtained some papers 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 lying on the floor. His trousers had been blown away and he was suffering 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 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.

This story redefines what it is to have a bad day.

 

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Got to be the best one yet Callum.

 

Fantastic!

 

Very good!

 

An oldie but a goodie. Think it qualifies as an "urban legend" ;)

 

Been several thousand years since I was on a bike BUT, how the **ll do you "work" on a bike while sat on on it?

Now the science - all hydrocarbons are lighter than air, if the usual A&E/ER waiting times are applied then any petrol/gas that "hung about" after being flushed, and we all know the ladies flush, will have evaporated before the "great wassock" returned home. OK given that that the UK Goverment has finally got round to banning smoking in pubs (about time it was banned anywhere on the planet) given his cuts I strongly doubt he could smoke!

I have worked with paramedics on several occations and I really do not see them as being that un professional. Once they got back to the sation yes they will have been wetting themselves with laughter.

 

Think you missed the joke there Sandy??

 

Quite easy to Sandy. I do it all the time. Rip the fairings off, the seat, the prtrol tank too, and then start woprking on the motor. You then realise you need to get at the part from both sides at once, so you then sit on the bike to do it. You can't believe how hard it is to lift a motor in or out being just on one side of the bike.

 

Not into bikes but does;

"The man was racing the engine on the motorcycle"

Mean he's sat on it revving it? think i'll stick to cars really. lol