Posted on 09/05/2012 3:37:31 PM PDT by nickcarraway
A man from Chongqing in Southern China nearly suffocated to death after a romantic gesture to his girlfriend went wrong.
Mr Hu Seng had asked his friend to tape him into a box so he could ship himself via a courier service to his girlfriend, Li Wang.
However, the romantic gesture turned into a life-threatening event for Mr Hu when the courier company mixed up the address with another delivery.
The 30-minute wait turned into a three-hour ordeal for Mr Hu.
The material of the box was reportedly too thick for him to make any breathing holes while inside and he did not want to spoil the surprise by calling for attention.
When the box arrived at Li Wang's place, his friend was poised to record the event.
However, they found Mr Hu unconscious and looking pale upon opening the package.
Subsequently, paramedics were called over to her apartment to revive him.
He admitted, "I didn't realise it would take so long."
The courier company said they would not have accepted this delivery if they had known there was a person inside.
The spokesperson said that even for animals, a special container would be used so they can breathe properly.
It is still posted but no word, I think I will be doing some contract work at Loma Linda University Hospital for about 45 days.
What do you mean, "know"?
I just make stuff up.
Good morning, Bob. Make me up a better Wednesday.
Change: Standing water canceled Bill’s zombies.
I used to look forward to "hump day", until I found out that it didn't mean what I thought it meant.
I actually tried to free them up with vinegar and baking soda, several times, and this last time made them so much worse. The plunger has been in the kitchen for the last six weeks, doing stand-by duty for the sinks.
If I owned this place, or was buying it, I might be tempted to follow your advice. However, I don’t, so I won’t. These places were built over 40 years ago, and the tenants have ranged from extremely careful to slovenly, with no respect for other people’s property.
There isn’t much I can do except call and protest, then write a letter telling them that I pay my rent in good faith and if I am forced to “go native” for a few days, my rent should be adjusted accordingly.
However, the standing water is looking ugly, and for some reason, since developing CFIDS, I have become squeamish about certain things. Go figger.
I will call again this morning as soon as the maintenance lines are open, and tell them it is becoming a health hazard. I do NOT know what is in the drains, but whatever it is, it can’t be pristine drinking water.
(I’m waiting for the water to begin to froth and reek, like the Bog of Incredible Stench.)
Doctors practice medicine because they don’t know what they are doing: it is an “inexact science.”
You can always modify any diet to suit physical needs, and don’t forget the herbal supplements that can boost specific organs.
Since CFIDS is such a nasty disease, I use herbal supplements for everything, knowing that if I take prescription drugs, I am going to pay a high physical and mental price for it.
There are a lot of good research sites, if you should choose herbal and homeopathic methods.
I think I need a vacation from this place. Somewhere stress-free. Where no one can find me. Got any ideas, Bob?
Kittehs rule!
You could hang out at my place, if Gulag tech is your style, and starvation diets your forte.
K. Thx. B rt ovr.
Years ago, I read a book of campus humor, and I recall one entry as a logical progression of leaving out certain letters in words to streamline the written language.
At the end of the paragraph, it was almost impossible to decipher, but I think now it must have been the forerunner of text messaging.
(Don’t know why I thought of that...)
:o|
When the Helping Hands ask if you want the water to go up or down, say down...
I promise. They ARE very helpful...
Oh yeah, baby!!!!! Good morning (PST) y’all.
Doesn’t Bob have a private, stress-free planet?
Good afternoon, EDT. Anoreth goes back to New Jersey tomorrow, taking Piper, the dog-fur snowstorm, with her. Piper chewed a leg off Kathleen’s Piglet last night, but we can fix him.
Good morning or whatever the case may be!
Sounds good. How’s the work on the house going?
Please give Anoreth my love.... I miss her.
Darling! Thank you!
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