amputee appreciation
 

So everyone seems to be posting about wierd topics they are passionate about. I decided to do the same.

This thread was inspired by how I served a coffee to a man who is a double below the elbow amputee. He was an insanely coold old, short man who looked like a stereotypical homeless person. At first he had his nubs in his pocket and I still though he was cool but then he got out his money and carried his coffee using his little nubs. i was a little repulsed for a second. I've always loved amputees but had never seen one in person. After that I was like "Dear God, that's fucking awesome!" best day ever.

Soo post pictures of some fancy amputations or tell stories or something. Here's one to start you off. http://nmhm.washingtondc.museum/exhi...tation2_lg.jpg

This site is also VERY cool and slightly on topic.

Miss... you're weeeird??...

YEAH.....Lets all give a hand to amputees!

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v2...ing_lg_clr.gif




oops:o

I snorted out pepsi when I read that...

its either very slow on here today or I'm more original than I thought.

I'm soooo there with you. I dig the amputees.

A good friend of mine lost his ring finger in an industrial accident and everyone thinks (including me) that it's sexy as hell.

wow. that gave me a good laugh.:p

amputees are gross, sorry

thats tasteful.

Well actually I have a nice story for you, I'm sure you'll appreciate it. 3 years ago me and my father were splitting wood with a hydrolic wood splitter. And he get his finger caught, and it got taken off at the second knuckle. I had to bring him into the house, and wash and wrap up his nub, so he could go to the hospital. oooh it was so gross. the muscle and skin and stuff was torn to shreds, there was this hunk of stuff hanging off that he ripped off, while I was cleaning it, I could actually see the marrow in the bone. It was probably the goriest thing that I've personally been there to see.

Hey, I wasn't the one who thought it would be a good idea to play besides the tractor.


wait, I can get worse.

haha. come to think of it, i love tasteless humor.

that's awesome. I mean it's bad that things like that are no doubt painful but I just love stories behind injuries. My uncle lost his finger building some railroad tracks. It's pretty cool to look at. Did they find a way to reattach your dad's finger?

Similar gross story. There's a quarry not far from where I live, and they have this big rock mulcher. turns giant rocks into pebbles. So all the machines have a mechanism that if something gets caught in it, it will automatically turn off. Well the mechanism wasn't working, so this guy tried to push the rock through using an iron bar and fell in just as he got it going again. His co workers grabbed his arm to try to pull him out but by then his arm was all they pulled out. He was pulp, sprayed all over the guy at the other end of the machine.

Amputee chicks are hot.

My 1st serious relationship ..my would be father in law had a wooden leg.
He always wanted to come with us where ever we went which was cool at 1st but he was also a drunk who never saw a morning sun sober and stayed like that all day ..which of course added to his verbal abusive nature.
He would swear at strangers for just being a different colour or by the way they wore thier hair, clothes..etc..
SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO oned night we hatched a plan.
We wanted to go to the movies and while he was in the bath..my then boy friend snuck in and stole his leg and i put it in the boot of our car and we went to the movies.
LOL..we got back 2 hours later an he was yelling for help from the bathroom cos when he hopped out he slipped on wet floor ..hahahahahahaha..!! was funny cos his lil stump was waving in the air..'..his leg an his pee pee.

The Hand (with Michael Caine) is a movie you should see. Not exactly horror, but has elements you would like, especially with this specific "interest"...

My dad use to make artificial arms and legs,untill he got fired for being drunk on the job.:(

LMAO

Oh man... what a funny story.

I like this guy:

http://kyoto.cool.ne.jp/666_jimmy/gallery/jimmy03.jpg

Not really an amputee but

http://lovelys.com/photos/jenphotos/johnny%20eck.jpg

Johnny Eck rules..

What do you call a girl with one leg..........."Peg"



What do you call a girl with no legs..........."Consuelo" [cuntswaylow]



sorry:o

:D You funny old fart.

I can't begin to count the amount of nightmares I've had based on losing fingers.

I hear ya, Dolly....I would like to keep ALL my extremities. ;)

This thread makes me think of a King Missile song


I woke up this morning with a bad hangover
And my penis was missing again.
This happens all the time.
It's detachable.

[background singing begins: "detachable penis" over and over]

This comes in handy a lot of the time.
I can leave it home, when I think it's gonna get me in trouble,
or I can rent it out, when I don't need it.
But now and then I go to a party, get drunk,
and the next morning I can't for the life of me
remember what I did with it.
First I looked around my apartment, and I couldn't find it.
So I called up the place where the party was,
they hadn't seen it either.
I asked them to check the medicine cabinet
'cause for some reason I leave it there sometimes
But not this time.
So I told them if it pops up to let me know.
I called a few people who were at the party,
but they were no help either.
I was starting to get desperate.
I really don't like being without my penis for too long.
It makes me feel like less of a man,
and I really hate having to sit down every time I take a leak.
After a few hours of searching the house,
and calling everyone I could think of,
I was starting to get very depressed,
so I went to the Kiev, and ate breakfast.
Then, as I walked down Second Avenue towards St. Mark's Place,
where all those people sell used books and other junk on the street,
I saw my penis lying on a blanket
next to a broken toaster oven.
Some guy was selling it.
I had to buy it off him.
He wanted twenty-two bucks, but I talked him down to seventeen.
I took it home, washed it off,
and put it back on. I was happy again. Complete.
People sometimes tell me I should get it permanently attached,
but I don't know.
Even though sometimes it's a pain in the ass,
I like having a detachable penis.

[background voices continue to sing "detachable penis" for
a while, then out]

I was thinking "Mrs. McCartney", I guess I forgot they got divorced.


Is that why you were trying to buy fingers way back?














Oh, and my favorite amputee movies have to be Freaks and The Crippled Masters. Personally though I hate the whole deal and for some reason even hesitate shaking somebody's hand if they're missing part of a finger. Just a psychological thing I guess.

I'll still pay good money if someone chops off one of their fingers and sends me proof yes. :)

How about this one


http://i124.photobucket.com/albums/p.../bodyparts.jpg

I think I may have overlooked that one... is it good?

It's quite alright.


The accidents are brutal. ;)

Awesome song.

For solid non-PC amputee and cripple humor, check out the books of John Callahan. One of my favorite cartoons (couldn't find an image of it online) has a room full of double-arm amputees with a sign that says, "Double-Arm Amputee Support Group," and one of the armless men is saying...







...






"I need a hug."




...

snicker

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!

'spits her coke all over the keys'

now thats fucken funny!! :o

Geek Love is also a great read for stump lovers. It has an amputee religious cult in it.

http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h2.../geek_love.jpg

One of my Nan's friends was having coffee with us when I had gone to town with my Nan. Anyway, somehow, the conversation got onto the subject of the titannic. Then, my Nan's friend, Pat, mentioned that her dad was on the sister boat to the titannic, the HMHS Britannic.

After it had hit a mine and was sinking, while they were in the water, Pat's Dad saw somebody getting sucked into a propellor. He saved the man, but in doing so lost his arm up the the elbow.

She said that he did have a prosthetic arm but never wore it, unless trying to amuse the children by lifting it up and letting it fall shouting timber.

Quite an interesting bit of the story, is that Pat went onto a website about the Britannic and sent in her sotry. It was put on the website. Within about a month, she got an e-mail from the man incharge of the website with an e-mail he had been sent from the nurse that had cared for her dad in the hospital. As I understand it, Pat and the nurse sent a few e-mails to each other and are now quite good (internet) friends.

one of my favorite books!

Which is why I have a weird fear of ice skating. I had this dream one time that I fell while ice skating, and my hand were outstretched to try to cushion the fall, and just as I came down, somebody comes skating by, and slices off my fingers. Ever since then, I will not ice skate.

that actually does happen. It always scares me.

like that guy not long ago who got his throat slit with a skate. I saw it live and it was scary.

Those damn winter olympics..

It was hockey actually. Buffalo Sabres vs. Florida Panthers.