How my uncle lost his eye.
Originally Posted by TheReverend
Banana show. Okinawa. It's real.
It was early morning in a joint in Juarez when my uncle Blinkie thought it would be funny to heat up with his Zippo the quarter the wizened but talented hooker offered to pick up off the table top using her snatch only.
They say you could smell the flesh burning, after she stopped screaming she bull rushed my laughing helplessly uncle grabbed one of her stiletto spike shoes and swung wildly connecting with a splat uncle's left eye. He said the noise was the most sickening sound he ever heard.