Joe the tattoo-artist: What kinda ink do you want?
Suzy: The words 'and now a few words from our sponser' on my inner right thigh, and the words 'we're back' on my left thigh.
Joe the tattoo-artist: That's an odd tattoo. Why do you want that?
Suzy: So my husband has something to snack on during the football commercials.
this isn't a definition, it's just a (disturbingly) humorous tale. It's documented in a recent Darwin Awards - collections of stories where people, either through accidental self-castration or accidental self-homicide, remove themselves from the gene pool - that a police officer was recently a victim of this risky game of chance. however, instead of using a revolver, with only one chamber in six loaded, he was using a semi-automatic pistol, having loaded one round into the magazine and pulled the slide back. some of you can already tell what happened, but let me explain for the rest: with a semi-automatic pistol, the top round in the magazine is automatically (hence a semi-AUTOMATIC pistol) inserted into the chamber. instead of a 1 in 6 chance of shooting himself, the cop had a 1 in 1 chance......
note: i'm not sure if he was intoxicated at the time. also, for more intriguing stories, search with your fav search engine for 'darwin awards'