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» Missing body parts
Don't f*ck with metalwork guillotines
Year: 1967
Age: 12
Location: Boarding school in Singapore.
Story: Mate and me both out of bounds after school, (actually we were trying to see if any of the girls from the girls' house were sunbathing topless on the gym roof, which they did quite regularly)...They weren't so we went for a wander....
Stumble upon unlocked guillotine outside of metalwork room and decide to make Ninja stars from hardboard we found lying around.
Long story to short....shiny side of hardboard to shiny side of table = fucking disaster....Fingers slide under blade as we both push down on respective pedals.
I scream "STOP" and take foot off pedal, (they are MY fingers afterall), ....mate didn't.
Result: Tops of fingers sliced off clean as that baldie ref's whistle.
Apologies for length....I wish I had some elsewhere.
Pics available if I could find where to load the buggers.
(Fri 2nd Jun 2006, 16:49, More)
Don't f*ck with metalwork guillotines
Year: 1967
Age: 12
Location: Boarding school in Singapore.
Story: Mate and me both out of bounds after school, (actually we were trying to see if any of the girls from the girls' house were sunbathing topless on the gym roof, which they did quite regularly)...They weren't so we went for a wander....
Stumble upon unlocked guillotine outside of metalwork room and decide to make Ninja stars from hardboard we found lying around.
Long story to short....shiny side of hardboard to shiny side of table = fucking disaster....Fingers slide under blade as we both push down on respective pedals.
I scream "STOP" and take foot off pedal, (they are MY fingers afterall), ....mate didn't.
Result: Tops of fingers sliced off clean as that baldie ref's whistle.
Apologies for length....I wish I had some elsewhere.
Pics available if I could find where to load the buggers.
(Fri 2nd Jun 2006, 16:49, More)