No it was at Cheers in the city which I think is now called Pandora's Box. But yeah I almost punched someone out at Fat Daddy's one time. Some snotty privileged college brat (probably) I don't even remember what she said or did now but she'd have deserved it. I'd only ever gone there maybe twice, wasn't really my kind of club. I did spend a lot of time at Cheers though during the weekends when the bikers would clear out and the DJ would come in. Cops showed up there quite often for fights and shootings ect.Please tell me this didn't happen at Fat Daddy's. LOL
I am a two time survivor of egotistical men and their endless dirty laundry.
Narly,+1 for "no way in Hel I was gonna die underground" I see what you did there.Hmmm.. I survived a convoluted compound fracture of the left radius ( laymans terms I had the bone in my left forearm driven through the flesh and 3 inches of bone and flesh smeared on a rock face) while drilling for nickel 2600' underground. No first aid kit and all the phones to the surface were down for repairs. My partner and I had to hop into the CAT and travel to the the landing near the cage (about a 20 minute ride). The bone was replaced via organ/bone donation and rivetted back together with surgical steel. I learned that living bone is actually pink.. could see all the tiny veins on the bone while bright red blood was spurting all over. Used a diesel soaked rag as a tourniquette until I finally got into an ambulance. No way in Hel was I going to die underground. Nope.
What have you survived?
I am a two time survivor of egotistical men and their endless dirty laundry.
I had a medical problem which required an urgent operation.
The doctor told me I had lost a lot of blood so I had to have 6 transfusions.
I don't know what my blood type is but it's the one they are always short of.
They cross matched me with some other blood and gave it to me.
I was very sick from the new blood.[fuck I was sick]
Thank you to people who donate blood.
No, I think you have that completely wrong. You didn't survive. You let it ruin you. I've seen your posts bashing on ALL men. They aren't cut from the same cloth. Good wonderful men are real. If you truly survived, you wouldn't have this crusade to lump them all in the same disrespectful discourse you post nor would you do the shameful things you do for money to prove to yourself they are scum.I am a two time survivor of egotistical men and their endless dirty laundry.
Saving lives is why I make a point to donate.I had a medical problem which required an urgent operation.
The doctor told me I had lost a lot of blood so I had to have 6 transfusions.
I don't know what my blood type is but it's the one they are always short of.
They cross matched me with some other blood and gave it to me.
I was very sick from the new blood.[fuck I was sick]
Thank you to people who donate blood.
Real talk, respect!No, I think you have that completely wrong. You didn't survive. You let it ruin you. I've seen your posts bashing on ALL men. They aren't cut from the same cloth. Good wonderful men are real. If you truly survived, you wouldn't have this crusade to lump them all in the same disrespectful discourse you post nor would you do the shameful things you do for money to prove to yourself they are scum.I am a two time survivor of egotistical men and their endless dirty laundry.
I survived a double hernia at birth. I survived sexual child abuse from the age of five until my uncle raped me at the age of 12. I've suffered many times being thrown off a horse, once being knocked unconscious. I developed seizures of some sort that resulted from me passing out that was never medically diagnosed, I still get them periodically, but hey, it's considered normal at this point. We didn't have the money to care about if I died or not. I survived two attempts of suicide at the age of 18 through gulping pills. I've been in a couple of car wrecks. Neck surgery was pretty interesting. They fused a few of those things up in there with a plate and some screws.