I understand accidents happen. You know, "shit happens." But some things really can be avoided. Like, a man crushing his finger tip in between 2 incredibly strong magnets.
"Dirk had an accident [....] It took 1 1/2 hours of surgery to remove the shattered bones and repair the damage. Medically speaking, he crushed his right index finger distal phalange. The magnets had a 50 cm (20 inch) separation when they decided to fly together."
I'll just begin by saying, if your name is Dirk, keep far away from anything that may cause you any bodily harm - your name not only warrants injury, but also warrants my laughter over it.
On-job injury? - No.
Bad ass story? - No.
A man in his 40s that collects "interesting" objects he finds on the internet to use as decoration (i.e. samurai swords, crossbows) in his bedroom? - YES!
That's right. Dirk got owned by home decor. (The joy that sentence brings me can only be dwarfed by puppies falling asleep standing up, or seeing a woman kick a man in the nuts [myself excluded].)
I especially like the statement "when they decided to fly together." Magnets with decision-making abilities? Dirks of the world, watch your finger tips.
You can read more, see Dirk's demolished digit, and even read a tale of caution from DIRK HIMSELF about the dangers of magnets, HERE.
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