Maggie’s Socially UNacceptable Humor

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Ouch!.....
 
AJ
that pic of the homie with the blade in his face made me laugh so hard. Did a lot of work on a patient with multiple stab wounds today..... now I am tired.
Good commitment on the stabbing to bury a blade that far into bony structure and terrible placement as far as permanent injury. should have went eye level or down in the neck. Where it is would put the blade just on the bottom of the base of the skull (where the brain rests on the inside) and there is a chance of hitting a good artery back there as they enter the skull just in front of where the spine and skull meet, albeit pretty small.
Well, thats all I do is eval traumatic injuries and collect nerd data on them so that was motivating. I will be sharing that with my fellow nerds at work tomorrow, for our work Christmas party.

 
AJ
that pic of the homie with the blade in his face made me laugh so hard. Did a lot of work on a patient with multiple stab wounds today..... now I am tired.
Good commitment on the stabbing to bury a blade that far into bony structure and terrible placement as far as permanent injury. should have went eye level or down in the neck. Where it is would put the blade just on the bottom of the base of the skull (where the brain rests on the inside) and there is a chance of hitting a good artery back there as they enter the skull just in front of where the spine and skull meet, albeit pretty small.
Well, thats all I do is eval traumatic injuries and collect nerd data on them so that was motivating. I will be sharing that with my fellow nerds at work tomorrow, for our work Christmas party.


As far as knife fighting goes that's nothing more than an uneducated rage stick, I agree. Knife fighting is nasty work and shit IS gonna happen . He with the will to fight on has the best chance. That guy can still kill someone. Brutal stuff.
 
Never leave home without it.

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He grasped me firmly but gently just above my elbow and guided me into a room, his room. Then he quietly shut the door and we were alone.

He approached me soundlessly, from behind, and spoke in a low, reassuring voice close to my ear "Just relax".

Without warning, he reached down and I felt his strong, calloused hands start at my ankles, gently probing, and moving upward along my calves, slowly but steadily.

My breath caught in my throat.

I knew I should be afraid, but somehow I didn't care. His touch was so experienced, so sure. When his hands moved up onto my thighs, I gave a slight shudder, and partly closed my eyes.

My heart was pounding.

I felt his knowing fingers caress my abdomen, my ribcage. And then, as he cupped my firm, full breasts in his hands, I inhaled sharply.

Probing, searching, knowing what he wanted, he brought his hands to my shoulders, slid them down my tingling spine and into my panties.

Although I knew nothing about this man, I felt oddly trusting and expectant.

"This is a man" I thought... a man used to taking charge. A man not used to taking no for an answer. A man who would tell me what he wanted. A man who would look into my soul and say... "Okay, ma'am, you can proceed to the boarding gate now".
 
He grasped me firmly but gently just above my elbow and guided me into a room, his room. Then he quietly shut the door and we were alone.

He approached me soundlessly, from behind, and spoke in a low, reassuring voice close to my ear "Just relax".

Without warning, he reached down and I felt his strong, calloused hands start at my ankles, gently probing, and moving upward along my calves, slowly but steadily.

My breath caught in my throat.

I knew I should be afraid, but somehow I didn't care. His touch was so experienced, so sure. When his hands moved up onto my thighs, I gave a slight shudder, and partly closed my eyes.

My heart was pounding.

I felt his knowing fingers caress my abdomen, my ribcage. And then, as he cupped my firm, full breasts in his hands, I inhaled sharply.

Probing, searching, knowing what he wanted, he brought his hands to my shoulders, slid them down my tingling spine and into my panties.

Although I knew nothing about this man, I felt oddly trusting and expectant.

"This is a man" I thought... a man used to taking charge. A man not used to taking no for an answer. A man who would tell me what he wanted. A man who would look into my soul and say... "Okay, ma'am, you can proceed to the boarding gate now".

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