Some days just do not like,

                                                     as my old friend who was once called mike…

   Back when i was in 6th grade and we had a supply teacher he told us a story about someone he knew who had the worst day of his life…

                  He was cleaning his motorbike on his back porch when all of a sudden his hand slipped due to the oil and the bike flew through the glass back door along with him and he cut his body everywhere,broke an arm and oil was spilt all over the floor. His wife called the ambulance and they took him to the hospital, one or two hours later he returned with a cast on his arm and went to the bathroom,he was smoking and he threw the cigarette into the toilet between his legs and the water under him exploded (later he figured out that his wife had cleaned up the oil with a towel and she threw the towel into the toilet) he got second degree burns on his ass and his wife called the ambulance team to come again. When the same ambulance team that came earlier arrived they took the guy to the ambulance on the bed-thingy and one of the guys was laughing so badly that he tilted the bed and the guy rolled off and down the stairs,when he got to the bottom they realized that he broke his ankle and they should keep this guy who always gets into trouble in the hospital for some time… poor guy…

                                         jack113