I went to med school in the Bronx.... gotta love the "knife and gun" club. I'm not one to laugh at other's misfortune, but I thought I'd share an interesting county hospital story:
Guy comes into the ER on a Friday night stabbed multiple times in the chest and in pretty bad shape.... so bad, we didn't think he'd make the trip up to the OR. Surprisingly, after several hours of surgery, he's almost good as new.... only *****s can be that lucky. So, the next day I go to say hello and find out the story.
Turns out, he was fighting over a girl with his brother, and the brother stabbed him. A little while later, I see a guy going down the hallway that looks almost exactly like the patient, so I call security thinking it's the brother. The cops are dragging this guy down the hallway, kicking and screeming, when the patient comes out and says, "it's all good... he can stay." The two brothers then hug and fool around like nothing happened.
I'm sitting there thinking, dude, this guy just stabbed you, nearly killed you, no less.... and "it's all good"? Did you not realize that stabbing people can kill them? Geez... it makes me sad that stuff like this happens every day, but I still get a good laugh out of the folks that can get a good laugh out of being shot/stabbed.