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This Wound Should Help | | fritz | Dec 7, 2010 | I'm speeding along on a motorcycle with a few others, also on motorcycles. My dad pulls up to me and warns me that I'm going too fast, there are police ahead, so I slow down to just the point where I shouldn't get pulled over, 84 mph.
We pass the cops and they jump out and pull me over anyway and start to write me a ticket for $84. But as I am dismounting my cycle, I nick my arm on something and pierce the skin. It starts bleeding profusely, but the blood is thick like pudding, and piles up on the skin.
I have to attend to that by pressing on the arm with my other hand to stop the bleeding, and I ask the police to excuse me. I have to bandage it up to stop the bleeding. Nearby somebody has left their garage open, so I go in there and somebody finds me some tape. I start to wrap it up, then ask them for something to go over the wound, and they find some sort of rough cleaning pad that will do the trick. | Next: Transportation Done Badly |
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