I can sympathise with Pegasus having my other half's 16.1 Irish Draft / thoroughbred cross treading on my foot. The yell woke up half the village.At the other end of the scale I came within a hair's breadth of stepping on a Diamond Back Rattle Snake in a cave in Mexico.
I once got sea-urchin spines in the back of my hand, and the staff of the hotel where I was staying were full of bright ideas as to how to deal with this. The first suggestion was to get a bowl of oil, dip a wick in it, set fire to the wick and slap the back of my hand with it. He tried this and, glancing at my face, said ‘Hey, did that hurt?’; so there was I thinking ‘’Course it **†~§¶ did’. Meanwhile, someone suggested that I slather lemon juice on it, on the grounds that it was acidic, but was contradicted by someone else who said, ‘No, you need ammonia, ’cos that’s alkaline’. Then someone came up with what sounded like much more promising treatment: ‘You’ve got to drink lots of beer . . . then piss all over your hand; that’ll neutralize it.’By the time we’d tried all of these (except peeing on my hand) the spines had all fallen out, and the pain had gone. Of course, the guys all tried to take credit for ‘their’ cure!
What's that? Lion Fish? Puffer Fish?
Quote from: Fulk on October 07, 2020, 09:50:45 pmWhat's that? Lion Fish? Puffer Fish?Stone Fish. This is a Lion - taken a few metres away in fact if I recall. Not to be messed with either really.
Quote from: Fjell on October 07, 2020, 10:37:45 pmQuote from: Fulk on October 07, 2020, 09:50:45 pmWhat's that? Lion Fish? Puffer Fish?Stone Fish. This is a Lion - taken a few metres away in fact if I recall. Not to be messed with either really.Or him now you mention it, just above the others.
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