One day a friend/cousin of mine called me up on the phone, oh thirty years back and pretends that he is from some lottery and that I had won something. I recognized his voice and soon the conversation was over. A few minutes later he calls me up in some sort of panic in which I thought was another one of his prank calls. Soon realized that he was in distress and headed over to his place some 5 min. away cross town. As I entered his lane there he stood with a sandwich bag with his thumb in it. Apparently was oiling his chain on the back kick and the rag he used to wipe it off took his hand around severing his thumb off at the knuckle. I think I was just as freaked as he was. I also have lost a right ring finger but did see the pix. Makes me cringe!
