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Hehe. I like the moon one Venus. Ok, posting one more for tonight, not really a joke but very funny.
AUSTRALIAN BRICKLAYERS REPORT<o:p></o:p></pre>
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Possibly the funniest story in a long while. This is a bricklayer's accident<o:p></o:p></pre>
report, which was printed in the newsletter of the Australian equivalent the<o:p></o:p></pre>
Workers' Compensation board. <o:p></o:p></pre>
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This is a true story. Had this guy died, he'd have received a Darwin Award<o:p></o:p></pre>
for sure...<o:p></o:p></pre>
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Dear Sir, <o:p></o:p></pre>
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I am writing in response to your request for additional information in Block<o:p></o:p></pre>
3 of the accident report form. I put "poor planning" as the cause of my<o:p></o:p></pre>
accident. You asked for a fuller explanation and I trust the following<o:p></o:p></pre>
details will be sufficient. <o:p></o:p></pre>
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I am a bricklayer by trade. On the day of the accident, I was working alone<o:p></o:p></pre>
on the roof of a new six-story building. When I completed my work, I found<o:p></o:p></pre>
that I had some bricks left over which, when weighed later were found to be<o:p></o:p></pre>
slightly in excess of 500lbs.<o:p></o:p></pre>
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Rather than carry the bricks down by hand, I decided to lower them in a<o:p></o:p></pre>
barrel by using a pulley, which was attached to the side of the building on<o:p></o:p></pre>
the sixth floor. Securing the rope at ground I went up to the roof, swung<o:p></o:p></pre>
the barrel out and loaded the bricks into it. Then I went down and untied<o:p></o:p></pre>
the rope, holding it tightly to ensure a slow descent of the bricks. <o:p></o:p></pre>
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You will note in Block 11 of the accident report form that I weigh 135lbs. <o:p></o:p></pre>
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Due to my surprise at being jerked off the ground so suddenly, I lost my<o:p></o:p></pre>
presence of mind and forgot to let go of the rope. Needless to say, I<o:p></o:p></pre>
proceeded at a rapid rate up the side of the building. In the vicinity of<o:p></o:p></pre>
the third floor, I met the barrel, which was now proceeding downward at an<o:p></o:p></pre>
equally impressive speed.<o:p></o:p></pre>
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This explained the fractured skull, minor abrasions and the broken collar<o:p></o:p></pre>
bone, as listed in section 3 of the accident report form. <o:p></o:p></pre>
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Slowed only slightly, I continued my rapid ascent, not stopping until the<o:p></o:p></pre>
fingers of my right hand were two knuckles deep into the pulley. Fortunately<o:p></o:p></pre>
by this time I had regained my presence of mind and was able to hold tightly<o:p></o:p></pre>
to the rope, in spite of beginning to experience pain. At approximately the<o:p></o:p></pre>
same time, however, the barrel of bricks hit the ground and the bottom fell<o:p></o:p></pre>
out of the barrel.<o:p></o:p></pre>
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Now devoid of the weight of the bricks, that barrel weighed approximately<o:p></o:p></pre>
50lbs. I refer you again to my weight. As you can imagine, I began a rapid<o:p></o:p></pre>
descent, down the side of the building. In the vicinity of the third floor,<o:p></o:p></pre>
I met the barrel coming up.<o:p></o:p></pre>
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I met the barrel coming up. This accounts for the two fractured ankles,<o:p></o:p></pre>
broken tooth and several lacerations of my legs and lower body. <o:p></o:p></pre>
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Here my luck began to change slightly. <o:p></o:p></pre>
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The encounter with the barrel seemed to slow me enough to lessen my injuries<o:p></o:p></pre>
when I fell into the pile of bricks and fortunately only three vertebrae<o:p></o:p></pre>
were cracked.<o:p></o:p></pre>
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I am sorry to report, however, as I lay there on the pile of bricks, in<o:p></o:p></pre>
pain, unable to move, I again lost my composure and presence of mind and let<o:p></o:p></pre>
go of the rope and I lay there watching the empty barrel begin its journey<o:p></o:p></pre>
back down onto me. <o:p></o:p></pre>
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This explains the two broken legs. <o:p></o:p></pre>
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I hope this answers your inquiry. <o:p></o:p></pre>
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Kevin Roben<o:p></o:p></pre>
Wagga Glass & Aluminium Pty Ltd<o:p></o:p></pre>
<st1:address w:st="on"><st1:Street w:st="on">PO Box</st1:Street> 5004</st1:address> (<st1:Street w:st="on"><st1:address w:st="on">11 Dobney Ave</st1:address></st1:Street>)<o:p></o:p></pre>
Wagga Wagga NSW 2650 <o:p></o:p></pre>
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Wagga Wagga NSW 2650 <o:p></o:p></pre>
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