Sunday, April 16, 2006

Very Bad Day

A man was working on his motorcycle on the patio, his wife nearby in
the kitchen. While racing the engine, the motorcycle accidentally
slipped into gear. The man, still holding onto the handlebars, was
dragged along as it burst through the glass patio doors.

His wife, hearing the crash, ran in the room to find her husband cut
and bleeding, the motorcycle, and the shattered patio door. She called
for an ambulance and, because the house sat on a fairly large hill,
went down the several flights of stairs to meet the paramedics and
escort them to her husband.

While the attendants were loading her husband, the wife managed to
right the motorcycle and push it outside. She also quickly blotted up
the spilled gasoline with some paper towels and tossed them into the

After being treated and released, the man returned home, looked at the
shattered patio, went into the bathroom and consoled himself with a
cigarette while attending to his business. About to stand, he flipped
the butt between his legs.

The wife, who was in the kitchen, heard a loud explosion and her
husband screaming. Finding him lying on the bathroom floor with his
trousers blown away and burns on his buttocks, legs and groin, she
once again phoned for an ambulance.

The same paramedic crew was dispatched. As the paramedics carried the
man down the stairs to the ambulance they asked the wife how he had
come to burn himself. She told them. They started laughing so hard,
one slipped, tipping the stretcher and dumping the husband out. He
fell down the remaining stairs, breaking his arm.

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