Since you like nasty stuff. Justin sliced his fingertip off on a mandolin blade making potato chips yesterday. Damn gauze stuck to it overnight and I just had to yank it off,  reopening the wound. 

It's bleeding like a stuck pig so it's hard to get a clear pic.

Best part? Never did find the finger tip.

The chips were delicious though. 

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This photo was taken on a cell phone last week after the guy took his friend
to Bass Pro Shop to buy his first bow.  The clerk was 'assisting' him in
zeroing it in, and, after shooting several arrows, making adjustments
etc., the clerk accidently handed him an arrow that was too short.
When he drew back, the arrow tip fell down onto his hand and he somehow
released it. They rode to the hospital with the bow in his buddy's hand
because it impaled his finger also!  They are both archery amateurs (I'm
thinking the clerk is also?).  I don't think the guy who got shot ever had
held a bow prior, let alone shoot one...OUCH!

This is my hand the next after I grabbed a mad chihuahua out from behind our tv at 3 o'clock in the morning after my wife let our border collie/lab out in the backyard to pee.  A little dog had snuck into the back yard and our dog Buddy was on him like stink on "you know what" when the wife ran in the back yard to get him off of the chihuahua she left the back door open and the damn dog ran in the house.  I woke up after having a few beers that evening and myself "Mr. Tough Guy" came out yelling "What the hell is going in here." and grabbed him right in his mouth because he had gotten behind the TV and with my left hand ripped him off of it with my right hand and proceeded to strangle his little ass to death until the wife started to scream at me not to kill him.  So I picked him up because I was holding him down to the floor and killing him and he was crapping as I throwing him into the back yard like a baseball.  Next time I'll go find my work gloves first.  He was the neighbors dog but I still had to go get a tetnus shot and x-rays the next day.  I told the doc to forget the stitches.
I would have pulled my Glock 17 out but I got a soft spot for dogs, even if they're pissed off little ankle shredders.
- Vern from the Richmond