Pure BS? Thats a grand assumption on your part.

Neighbor used my 4wheeler once and a few days later I wanted to go for a ride. Dang thing wouldn't start. Spent 15 minutes checking fuses and looking at wires. All this time my neighbor is swearing it was running great when he parked it. After calling my neighbor to see if he screwd it up I go see my brother for a while to chill out. After telling him about it he says" is the kill switch on stop?" I jumped in my truck and hauled azz home. Not only did my neighbor turn off the key he also moved the start/stop switch to off. I never use the start/stop switch but I still felt about this tall _. Errone else thought it was funny as hell though.

Me too.

Have seen brains and eyeballs on dashboards, people decapitated, etc and a shi tty diaper will run me out of the room.

I'm pretty much the same way, but I've gotten better. No puke........ That's a whole different animal. I hear, see, or smell puke and I'm blowing chunks.

ive done the same thing. such a relief after you start thinking about replacing everything on the bike lol

you having a woman with you is about the only b s i see on this thread...:rolleyes::work:

I'm the same way, I can see anything and not give it a second thought. Don't let me smell it though! It seems the worst smells get stuck in your clothes and gear!
I've thrown a whole uniform away after responding to a call where someone wasn't heard from for days, now it's July and no a/c in the house. We forces the door and the flies met us at the door. Myself and the two medics were almost a block down the road gagging.
Wouldn't trade anything for this job either!


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Last hunt of the season this year my cousin and I made the nearly 20 minute boat ride to the blind and are finally on time!! As soon as we get out of the cut and into the pond we were hunting in that day, the boat kills on us. I'm trying my best to start it but it won't crank. We've had carb issues with it all season, so I grab a little carb cleaner and shoot a few shots in it. The damn motor backfires and there is fire coming out of the carb. We put the fire out and just start laughing because it always seems to be something. By now it's shooting time and we see a birds buzzing our decoys and we are too far away to get a shot. After about 5 -10 more minutes of messing with it, I finally tell my cousin to check the gas tank........ Out of gas!