I think you lot will be surprised at how many people haven’t seen a dead body…and yet people all around you…within a mile…are having heart attacks…dying thru natural causes…etc…
I used to pick up a couple of dead people, every night…and my area was only in a 10 mile radius..
You would not believe how many people are dying around you…
DB
(What !...I’m a happy fucker…I think of fluffy bunnies and flowers…Dead is dead…)
Then i’ll let loose with what i saw…and i’m talking about heads…shotguns…and dead for 2 months above a restaurant…When the body split open as me and another man picked it up and rotting guts spilt everywhere…
came around a corner once and found someone burning to death, did it to themselves, selfish cunt.
On the Woodhead pass I was coming from the Shefield side and had just got to the bend on the manchester side of the tunnel when I was confronted with a truck on its side. I pulled up the bike and went running over as it had just happened. The drivers head had been severed and smeared over the road, that took me a few days to wash off my boots. Actually, that night I nearly got arrested for threatening to chuck a police man down the 100 ft drop and onto the powerlines below. I helped direct the traffic away onto a minor road while waiting for the cuntsabulary to turn up. Serpico asked me what the fuck I thought I was playing at and if my tax was up to date. I told him exactly what I was up to, asked if he could fly, then asked him for his badge number
Cunt was right tho, my tax wasn’t up to date LOL!
Back in the days when I worked club security in Chicago a lad took a bullet in the femoral artery out in front of a club.
A severed femoral artery is pretty gruesome. This lad bled out in a couple of minutes right before my eyes. I think that even if you had a full surgical team right on the street he would not have made it. I got to him and got my belt around his leg but he was gone. Pale as sheet and his eyes rolling up into his head. He was pronounced dead at the scene.
i’m up to four, hoping it stays there for a while (not counting rotten.com of course), all people i knew. the hardest was one of my best friends who committed suicide. at first he looked normal, but after about 3-4 days, his skin had tightened and you could see the scaring the rope had left on his neck, not a pleasant time!
Back in the days when I worked club security in Chicago a lad took a bullet in the femoral artery out in front of a club.
A severed femoral artery is pretty gruesome. This lad bled out in a couple of minutes right before my eyes. I think that even if you had a full surgical team right on the street he would not have made it. I got to him and got my belt around his leg but he was gone. Pale as sheet and his eyes rolling up into his head. He was pronounced dead at the scene.
