Labels: Dude are you like okay?
posted by fatmammycat at 11:10 a.m.
I'm a bouncy, opinionated, messy haired marathon running (!) bibliophile. I wear high heels and have delightful ankles. I'm a devoted drinker. I want a French Bulldog puppy whom I shall call Batman and dress in capes on occasion. I would also like a pug, whom I shall name Mister Woo. He can remain capeless, but I will make sure he wears a diamante collar at all times. Both dogs will submit to repeated snorgling and high pitched squeals that only a dolphin would normally tolerate. I hate Reiki/psychics/mystics/frauds with all my liver. Also, I'm firmly against Jazz and poetry/poems/pomes/ peoms or any of that stuff. I believe in the healing power of ginger.
8 Comments:
I'm SO glad I have daughters.
Seriously, can you imagine geting that phone call?
Darwinism, everybody!
Totalamente. I also like the way the one guy just shoved the camera in his face and held it there without a shred of 'oh, I wonder is he okay'.
No helmet? Yikes.
I love the way they all rushed at once to help....
OK, that was GROSS! The breathing? I could scarcely catch my own just listening to it!
And I just loved how they were trying to move him, moving his head, I think, just looking at that, there was serious head injury involved, UGH.
I emailed it to Etheline who almost puked at the sound of the impactand then really felt heave riddled at the sound of his wet rattled breathing.
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