With Derby around the corner and the latest incident I had the privilege to make I thought the title was appropriate. There is a run of an injury accident two males down from a single motorcycle incident. Obviously we think "this might be pretty good", yes we are just that sick. We get in the area and come to find out the motorcycle is in a 7 foot ditch next to the road. One guy is sitting next to the bike, the other guy crawled out and was sitting next to the road. I looked at the guy in the ditch as EMS was trying to get down to him and saw blood all over him and something flapping near his mouth, but it wasn't his mouth. He was conscious and alert but extremely drunk. Apparently he and his buddy had been drinking at the bar down the road. They got on the bike and were too ignorant and drunk to realize a train was going across the tracks and cars were stopped in front of them. I would of loved to have seen what happened next. The driver just veers left and goes straight into the ditch. The passenger, not as drunk as the driver,sees what is coming and jumps off the back of the bike. He still winds up in the ditch, but with only a leg injury. THe driver however, holds onto the bike and face plants into the visor of the bike. What looked like a flap from far away was his nose.
Take a horizontal piece of plastic and slam it into the bridge of your nose. Make it go all the way to your skull (we could see bone) and there you have it to mouths. He and his buddy kept asking how he looked, to which we replied "you look "phucked" up". We had a good ol time with these dumbasses. Learn from this that drunks are like cockroaches, you can never kill them and they keep coming back. Another item to point out is that it was like a train wreck. It was gross but we kept having to take another look.
I LOVE THIS JOB!!!! FOR REAL!!!!
3 comments:
that's really disgusting. I take it they were not wearing helmets?
now I understand the "extreme caution" warning Heidi gave me about this entry.
I actually don't freak out about this stuff like I freak out about people I know talking about stuff that could actually happen to me. my squeamishness is firmly rooted in my own self-absorbed interests.
i had a high school teacher who was a retired state trooper and he had similarly gross stories of drunk drivers getting amputated, impaled, or even half-decapitated. That's right, I said half. I'll leave the rest to your imagination.
You're a little behind on your blog posting!!!!! :)
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