I was the medic at a martial arts tourney some years back and saw a "kung fu master" do a demo involving chopping a watermelon into slices on a student's belly using a pair of machetes.
It started out fine, then the "Master," who was about thirty as I recall, banged the two blades together and that angle one of 'em edge into the kid's body, just above the hip pointer. I knew he was cut and went over, but the kid smiled and walked away.
In the dressing room, I taped the cut up, but it needed a dozen stitches, at least. Kid wouldn't go to the ER, though. Didn't want to make his teacher look bad.
"Okay, Higashakawaka, here's how we're gonna do this: We start with a pan of flaming kerosene..."
ReplyDeleteThis is the point where I start using the nunchaku on your damn head.
Here are scenes from next weeks' "When white people swing nunchakun".
ReplyDeleteI was the medic at a martial arts tourney some years back and saw a "kung fu master" do a demo involving chopping a watermelon into slices on a student's belly using a pair of machetes.
ReplyDeleteIt started out fine, then the "Master," who was about thirty as I recall, banged the two blades together and that angle one of 'em edge into the kid's body, just above the hip pointer. I knew he was cut and went over, but the kid smiled and walked away.
In the dressing room, I taped the cut up, but it needed a dozen stitches, at least. Kid wouldn't go to the ER, though. Didn't want to make his teacher look bad.
As if he could make the idiot look any worse.