Nobody posted the Enrique Iglesias one?
Holy shit.
BTW, your dad rocks. He really loves you, man.
Damn what kind of firearm experience did you have prior to this that was pro as hell
Was the first on the scene to a car accident, lady was hanging outside her car door in the middle of the street, hysterical and crying like crazy. I calmed her down and told her everything was all right, and she grabbed my face and started crying and screaming a horrible shriek directly into my face, and kept saying the "The wheel, the wheel!" I put her in backseat of the car and called 911, while she was screaming about "The wheel"
I went to each side of the car until I got to the front left wheel, where the I saw the back of an 8 year old little girls head underneath the tire the rest of her body underneath the car, I dont remember when the firetrucks arrived, all I did was stare at the back of that little girls head until a police officer dragged me away asked me some questions and told me to go home.
We went to houses and pet stores trying to find someone who could take these kittens in. We lost the rest of the entire day doing nothing but that. Everyone suggested we just leave the things to die somewhere in the woods, but I just couldn't get it out of my head that it wasn't Christian at all to abandon kittens and go back to my lofty task. I mean, we got teased and berated afterward for it, and no one ever rewarded us for it, and we were in violation of protocol (we weren't allowed to have animals) and I'm REALLY allergic to cats, and it was really, really bad weather, but I dunno, I couldn't just let the things go.
Eventually we found a member of the local church who had a friend with a farm who would be willing to take them, and we sent the kittens off. I never got any kind of reward, but I suppose the right to say that I've saved small animals from certain death is a perk in and of itself.
I've delivered a baby and performed emergency care/cpr to a hiker who fell off a waterfall.
you saved the fugitive's life?
That's great man. Good on you.
Was the first on the scene to a car accident, lady was hanging outside her car door in the middle of the street, hysterical and crying like crazy. I calmed her down and told her everything was all right, and she grabbed my face and started crying and screaming a horrible shriek directly into my face, and kept saying the "The wheel, the wheel!" I put her in backseat of the car and called 911, while she was screaming about "The wheel"
I went to each side of the car until I got to the front left wheel, where the I saw the back of an 8 year old little girls head underneath the tire the rest of her body underneath the car, I dont remember when the firetrucks arrived, all I did was stare at the back of that little girls head until a police officer dragged me away asked me some questions and told me to go home.
I went to each side of the car until I got to the front left wheel, where the I saw the back of an 8 year old little girls head underneath the tire the rest of her body underneath the car, I dont remember when the firetrucks arrived, all I did was stare at the back of that little girls head until a police officer dragged me away asked me some questions and told me to go home.
Life has taught me that being the bad guy is infinitely better in the long run.
I kid you not, the following happened:
As a Missionary, I was walking in a rain storm with my colleague when we heard a strange mewling sound. We found a dead cat in the road and one or two dead kittens beside it, and to the side were several kittens still alive and crying. I tried to go past, but as I did, I froze and, forgive me for the incredibly cliche, but I honestly did think, "What would Jesus do?" And so, begrudgingly, I bent down and gathered up the crying kittens. There were like, five of them, and they were tearing up our shirts, in the middle of a rainstorm. And the whole time they just kept crying!
We went to houses and pet stores trying to find someone who could take these kittens in. We lost the rest of the entire day doing nothing but that. Everyone suggested we just leave the things to die somewhere in the woods, but I just couldn't get it out of my head that it wasn't Christian at all to abandon kittens and go back to my lofty task. I mean, we got teased and berated afterward for it, and no one ever rewarded us for it, and we were in violation of protocol (we weren't allowed to have animals) and I'm REALLY allergic to cats, and it was really, really bad weather, but I dunno, I couldn't just let the things go.
Eventually we found a member of the local church who had a friend with a farm who would be willing to take them, and we sent the kittens off. I never got any kind of reward, but I suppose the right to say that I've saved small animals from certain death is a perk in and of itself.
Nope. Been the zero my whole pathetic excuse for a life.
once at a nightclub in india, I saved two russian prostitutes from a cockroach.
or vice-versa.
Vise-versa?
So a cockroach saved two russian prostitutes from you.