One day, the enthusiast pushed his beloved motorcycle into the living room and began to scrub it with a rag dipped in gasoline, looking carefree. After cleaning, he got on the motorcycle and decided to start the engine. Unfortunately, the motorcycle is out of gear. After the engine started, the motorcycle smashed the glass door and rushed into the yard. His hand still clung to the handlebar.
His wife was cooking in the kitchen when she heard a terrible noise and ran out. She found him lying on the ground like mud, all scratched by broken glass. She immediately called the emergency number "9 1 1", and two medical staff sent the unlucky egg to the emergency room.
After dozens of stitches in the hospital, when he got home, his wife put him to sleep. He cleaned up the garbage in the living room and poured the remaining gasoline from the car wash into the toilet. Soon he woke up, lit a cigarette and went to the bathroom. After squatting on the toilet, he threw the cigarette butt into the toilet, and then it exploded. It turned out that his wife poured gasoline into the toilet and didn't flush it. The unfortunate man was blown out of the bathroom.
After hearing the loud explosion and her husband's screams, the wife rushed over and found her husband lying on the ground. The wife dialed the emergency number again. Or those two paramedics. They carried the unfortunate guy out on a stretcher. One of them asked his wife how he was injured, and she told him the truth. They laughed so hard that they dropped the stretcher on the ground and broke their unfortunate collarbone.