My sister dated a guy who lost his left hand in a farming accident. The doctors said they could try to save it, but it would require several painful surgeries, and he was like, "fuck it, I don't use it much anyway."
Awesome, I invested in a kitchen cabinet company that only makes white cabinets so I am also filthy rich. But my roof is completely inverted so I can have a waterfall feature when it rains.
Also, we had a boar that broke its leg that we had to put down. My brother shot it in the forehead point blank with a .22 rifle and it just bounced off its skull. Absolutely crazy shit.
I grew up on a pig farm and know of at least one farmer near us who slipped on a ladder in his pig barn, hit his head, and the pigs ate him. No regrets eating them. More bacon, please.
