For what,being a dick?
I remember when I was in the Arm as an MP, three of us had to go out at around 3;00 am and secure the seen of a fatal accident where a guy that worked in our motor pool, and played sports with, was hit by a high speed train (80 mph). Thy had removed his torso, but he was ripped apart. We got through it by telling ghost stories and pretty crass jokes. Things I would not want a one outside that group to hear. When it was light, the investigators finished their job, they gave us gloves and trash bags to pick up the prices. I found a shoe with the foot still in it. Then I found what I thought was an internal organ because of the size and bight red color. But as I tried to pick it up, it was crunchy and grey goo spilled out. It was part of his skull. One of the most traumatizing things I have ever seen. You have to get through things like that somehow. Crying was not an option, so jokes and stories where.
When stationed in Germany, there was a guy who got crushed between an M88 and an Abrams.
The freaky thing is that he was still alive, calm and aware of his surroundings until they pulled the 88 forward to get him out.