In September of 2010, I was heading home rather late at night on the 14 heading south from downtown when a great hulk of a man gets on and sits down in the sideways seat in front of me. It was only after a couple of minutes that I noticed the blood on his hands, and then a few moments later, the blood coming from a puncture wound in his abdomen. The guy seemed awfully relaxed considering his situation. In fact, he seemed to be close to passing out. Thankfully, he got off near St. Boniface hospital.
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Yeah, whatever I get stabbed everyday...
Jeezum crow, the 14 is full of nutjobs it seems! This comes from reader, Kayla: