I hate it when that happens.
I knew a guy that worked at a hospital. One of the x-ray guys had a folder with copies of x-rays of this kind of stuff that he would pull out during night-shift coffee breaks.
I recall him talking about a light bulb (that needed to be broken to get removed), and a guy with a bunch of Barbie heads shoved up there (like 13 or something!).
“It was a million to one shot, Doc, a million to one!”
” sex sent me to the E R “
Sorry! No banana peel. The guy gets only a dishonorable mention. His genes are still swimming in the pool.
Maybe he was too asshamed to tell them he bent over and mooned a guy at the bar on Friday night and got had!
Thank heavens no gerbils were harmed.
This is right of of an episode of Jackass in fact.
In a way, his story seems Hemingwayesque.
A failed writer reflects on his wasted life as he lies in the shadow of Mount Kilimanjaro with a rotting leg wound. When a rescue plane evacuates the man, he looks down and sees a leopard lying in the snow on top of Kilimanjaro. How did the leopard ever get there? This symbolizes the striving of the true artist.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the world, a man lies in the hospital. The operating room staff marvels what appears to be a bottle up his keester....
We adopted our daughter in Fuzhou...! Not exactly relevant to the story but it caught me by surprise to see it. I don’t even want to know the “how” of having to use a wire to fish out a bottle and then losing them both in that part of your body...!
They ate all the gerbils...
No Obama dolls?
What? No shower?
Fell on it while walking backwards.
It is as plausible as someone “accidentally” having sex with someone.
“My clothes fell off and I tripped!”
“Ninjas!”
Many people would be amazed just how often we see this
type of phenomenon in the ER. Many an x ray tech has a
private collection of “interesting x rays” they have copied
over the years.....MANY of them involve such proclivities.
Eligibility for those is only upon causing one’s own death or sterility; specifically with reference to removing oneself from the “gene pool”. Capability of sound judgment is another criterion.
The enema bottle must have had directions in chingresh.
He didn’t die so no Darwin he is still diluting the gene pool.
I have a sister who was a nurse in the emergency room for many years. The stories she told us about people with things stuck in places they were not designed to be placed. All hilarious.