All I can say is...DAYUM!
Years ago in my youth when being reckless was a common behavior; myself, brother and cousins used to chase jackrabbits in wheat fields at night with 3-wheelers. Little brother wrecked his machine one night which busted his collar bone, and we ended up at the hospital emergency room to patch him up. While there, the ambulance wheeled in a fellow who was face down on the stretcher. Upon inquiring as to his malady, the paramedics told the story that this gentleman was at the car wash and after the final rinse was looking for a rag to chamois off his truck. Behind his seat he had a rag, but forgot that there was pistol wrapped inside it. He grabbed the rag out and the pistol spilled out hitting the ground, whereby it discharged and struck him in the ass. I guess there are worse places to take a hit.
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