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October 11, 2004
Interesting jobs...
Was talking to a chap recently who in his spare time from working as a bouncer, collects gravestone rubbings (from as far away as Singapore making them all himself) and also indulges in a spot of debt collecting and err... 'associated activities'
Yes, this man breaks legs. I'm paraphrasing her but this is the jist of what I was told:
You would be surprised how little it costs to get someones legs broken. Apparently this is because it is easy when you know how and can be done without having to wrestle with the person (as you would have to when breaking an arm...).
The preferred tool is a baseball bat or wooden stick drilled and filled with lead or even, in some cases, concrete. Basically you want a bit of heft.
Approach the target from behind or wait until they pass you and swing the bat at the side of their knee just as they drop their weight onto their leg.
With a bit of practice this will causes instant dislocation of the knee and if you are unlucky means that your kneecap is destroyed as your femur pushes forward under the descending weight of the body.
Instant unconciousness results from the extreme pain involved and the target might never walk properly again, if ever. The assailant can make a quick getaway and never have been spotted by the target.
Scary motherfucker.....and while its not strictly a broken leg but very effective and for more long lasting in its effects.
Nice collection though. Of rubbings that is...
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Tim Gillen
This story has been going down well with my Ammerican colleagues here in Fairfield, deepest Iowa. Especially when I tell it in my thickest Northern Irish accent.
Posted by dottie at October 11, 2004 11:26 PM
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This story has been going down well with my Ammerican colleagues here in Fairfield, deepest Iowa. Especially when I tell it in my thickest Northern Irish accent.
Posted by: Tim Gillen at October 14, 2004 4:31 PM