Bone appetit

Code 3 for the motorcycle accident.

Actually it was a motorized scooter accident. Motorized scooters are modern Darwinian devices produced solely for the purpose of weeding out the stupid. We arrive and find the firefighters frantically waving at us. It turns out, they are trying to stop us before the ambulance rolls over the many pieces of bone in the road that came from the unhelmeted 15-year-old’s leg, which is incidentally now literally ripped to shreds.

Even worse for him, he’s lying on his belly, so we have to flip him over, including his foot that is attached by some skin and muscle. God, who knew one person can scream so loud? Like the old folks say, “That’ll learn him.”

Blood and bone bits and muscle pieces everywhere. Neighborhood dogs rejoice.

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