Get a Set and COWBOY UP!

Have the military cut your external hemrhoids off without pain killer....I've had a vasectomy (wsn't to bad after I fainted and then woke up) and would rather suck dick on a dead dog than go thru the hemrhoidectomy again....

 

if i could only be you ..... sigh .......

 

Dammmm man! You sure your okay? How could you afford once let alone twice!!?

 

was changing a strut at work and the fucker blew up. Coil hit me in the head(luckily i had safety glasses on)..Didnt know how bad it was untill blood started to run. I calmly walked to the sink to wash up and see how bad it was. At that point, I could see my skull. I called my parents,gf and buddy of mine and let them know what had happened, and I'll be going to the ER. Coworker called ambulance for me even thou I didnt want it. Never passed out or felt queezy, i actually wanted to put some duct tape on it and keep working. I walked into the er and got stitched up with 40-50 stitches.

 

They don't call you Frankenstein around the shop do they...I mean with all those stitches? Were they able to keep your scarring to a minimum?

 

ok, here's mine:

it was the day before archery season opened. i was at green swamp wildlife area in florida. walked around 2 1/2 miles out to where i was going to place my stand. (since there are only 4 roads that go throught the place(50,000 acres) you have to walk a ways to get away from all the idiots). anyway i had my treestand zip-tied to my game cart for the walk out. when i got within around 100yds of my spot i dropped the cart and proceded to cut the zip-ties, when i got to the last one i reached down and grabbed the stand so it wouldnt fall once it was free. the knife snapped through the last zip-tie and continued straight into and through my wrist(long ways). i will never forget the sound of the blood as it squirted from my artery.(gives me goose bumps even thinking about it). i knew right away what i had done. and instinct basically took over from that point. i started walking out immediately, as i wrapped the gash with my shirt. about halfway back to the road the shirt soaked through and was pouring blood, so at that point i made the conscious decision to apply a tournique, i took my belt off and wrapped it around my bicep. this slowed the blood loss. continued to walk. when i got to the road, i was almost completely covered with blood(from holding my arm above my head). i walked down the road a little bit, when a pickup started coming up behind me. when they saw me they drove past, then stopped and backed up and told me to get in the back, i will never forget that mexican lady and her husbands faces(i dont know who they are, but i wish i did). they drove me out to main road where an ambulance was waiting to take me to the hospital(they called 911 on the way out).
4 hours of micro-surgery later. they had re-attached 2 tendons and my artery (which i cut completely through, longways)

this is not a story about how tough i am. it is mearly a story to show what the human body is capable of overcoming.
they only thing that kept me walking, as i was bleeding to death, was not wanting to leave my kids without a father.

someone was on my side that day..........

 

^^ Dang.


I got the poo on me once.