What's the most horrific thing you've seen?
What is going on?
Lightguy was walking home when he saw a fox eating a cat. As he watched, it threw up on the cat and then continued eating, having doused it in its own marinade.
Only this morning, Rachelswipe saw a tramp hock up a bright green loogy, only for a pigeon to hop over on its withered stumps and peck it up joyfully.
Are these the end times? What horrible stuff have you seen recently?
( , Fri 22 Jun 2007, 10:36)
What is going on?
Lightguy was walking home when he saw a fox eating a cat. As he watched, it threw up on the cat and then continued eating, having doused it in its own marinade.
Only this morning, Rachelswipe saw a tramp hock up a bright green loogy, only for a pigeon to hop over on its withered stumps and peck it up joyfully.
Are these the end times? What horrible stuff have you seen recently?
( , Fri 22 Jun 2007, 10:36)
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My kneecap
At a classmate's 12th birthday party, I saw my own kneecap, after I'd fallen off his (very dodgy) bike at 25mph onto rough tarmac. I was more concerned about my shredded hands, bashed head and broken front teeth, until I saw the river of blood coming out of the bottom of my trouser leg.
Whipping down the strides revealed a very large gash (no sniggering at the back!) on my right knee, from which was poking the top of my kneecap.
Strangely, it was completely painless. A lot of years later, I still have the scar, which appears to have no nerve endings in it as it's totally numb.
My mate's dad was actually more concerned about the amount of blood I'd trailed through his house when I came inside! Nice of him, eh?
( , Mon 25 Jun 2007, 16:44, Reply)
At a classmate's 12th birthday party, I saw my own kneecap, after I'd fallen off his (very dodgy) bike at 25mph onto rough tarmac. I was more concerned about my shredded hands, bashed head and broken front teeth, until I saw the river of blood coming out of the bottom of my trouser leg.
Whipping down the strides revealed a very large gash (no sniggering at the back!) on my right knee, from which was poking the top of my kneecap.
Strangely, it was completely painless. A lot of years later, I still have the scar, which appears to have no nerve endings in it as it's totally numb.
My mate's dad was actually more concerned about the amount of blood I'd trailed through his house when I came inside! Nice of him, eh?
( , Mon 25 Jun 2007, 16:44, Reply)
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