OK, so technically the guy doesn't really qualify as a Darwin Award candidate. He destroyed neither himself nor his ability to produce progeny. Still, if he keeps doing the kinds of things he recently did, he'll get there soon enough.
Our hero was working on his car in his detatched (thank goodness) garage one recent morning. It was cold, and he had a propane heater on in the garage. He decided to warm a can of red (of course) spray paint before using it to touch up the front end of his car by leaving it atop the propane heater.
You can guess what happened.
The can exploded, knocking the garage off its foundation, buckling the garage door, displacing part of the garage roof, giving our hero second degree burns on his hands and face, and imbedding itself into a cross beam in the garage's ceiling.
The warning on the can that its contents are both flammable and under pressure is easily read on the part of the can protruding from the cross beam.
Masking tape that our hero had placed on parts of his car also caught on fire, which our hero dutifully extinguished before he was taken to the Nebraska Medical Center by ambulance.
He is lucky to be alive. The auto insurance industry is again vindicated in its collective decision to charge drivers of red cars higher rates, as they tend to take more risks than most people.
I wonder whether our hero's vechicle was a sports car, a truck, or an SUV.
In any event, if the rest of us are lucky, we won't (literally) run into him when he decides to make his candidacy for a Darwin Award more than the "honorable mention" kind.
2 comments:
Stupid people amuse me, as long as I'm at a safe distance!
A wise policy, Norton. One that is not easily implemented, however, I fear. After all, there's a reason a "C" is average: at least 1/2 the population is operating at that level or below!
BTW, is "Norton" your real name? First or last? Or is it a tribute to Art Carney?
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