I hate Secretaries Day.
Keep it to yourself, bitch.
I want my flowers, candy, and free lunch.
Early ,'Objects In Space'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I hate Secretaries Day.
Keep it to yourself, bitch.
I want my flowers, candy, and free lunch.
So this guy just broke the record for surviving the most foreign objects (12) embedded in his skull. He tried to kill himself with a nail gun. He broke the previous record of nine, also the result of nail gun attempted suicide.
Even one nail in your brain can kill you - it just depends where the nail goes....
When he arrived at the hospital last April, the man told doctors that his head still ached, and it hurt when he moved his neck. The right side of his face drooped a little and he had trouble moving his jaw. He called the nail wounds an accident and got hostile when doctors asked just how the accident happened. A psychiatric test showed "poor judgment and insight."
Doctors prescribed antibiotics and started discussing how to take a dozen nails from a man's brain.
eta: No pictures, but the details of the surgery are a little squicksome....
Good god. That man should have visited alt.suicide.holiday.methods Do your research, man!
A psychiatric test showed "poor judgment and insight.The raw data wasn't enough?
my mom always said "say it in cash," My mom has kind of a loner streak though...is that a strange thing to say about your mother? (funny Secretary crosspost)
A psychiatric test showed "poor judgment and insight.
The raw data wasn't enough?
Well, they would have said he showed good judgement if he had good reasons to shoot nails into his head...
NAIL GUN? My lord, I never imagined people too stupid to die.
Unrelatedly...
At paintball this past weekend, I took a paintball shot to my face which spattered through the mask into and onto my mouth. Disgusting, and I was trying to act vaguely polite and not spit everywhere.
Once the mask came off, amd most of the taste was out of my mouth, I stopped bothering with it. One of our party looks at me.
"ita, you have green..." He gestures to his mouth.
"I know. I wish I'd been hit by a pink one instead. It'd look more..."
"Natural?"
"Yes."
And then we speak in unison, him offering "Like lipstick?" at the same time I state "Like blood."
He laughs and turns to the guy next to him, presenting the story as an illuminating tale of my psyche.
Yesterday at krav, the instructor asks me if I have lipstick I can sacrifice for class. I run to my car and notice that I have lip gloss, and I offer him what's left of it, but I realise he needs something very bright and opaque.
Never got to do the drill he wanted--apparently he couldn't find a woman in the centre who a) used lipstick and b) was willing to admit it to sell him the tube she had on her.
I don't know if all of us women would have gone to pink is more like blood over pink is more like lipstick, but I think I'd have been in some decent company.
Well, they would have said he showed good judgement if he had good reasons to shoot nails into his head...
Like if it squeaked when you stepped on it?
Timelies all!
Concert last night was good.(even if the trio was only a duo)Tired.(yeah, what else is new?)
Like if it squeaked when you stepped on it?
Yeah. Or maybe if he wanted to hang picture frames or install aluminum siding....