Bill and Tom are two Irishmen working at the local sawmill.
One day Bill slips and his arm gets caught and severed by the big bench saw.
Tom quickly puts the limb in a plastic bag and rushes it and Bill to the local hospital.
Next day, Tom goes to the hospital and asks after Bill.The nurse says, ‘Oh he’s out in rehab exercising’. Tom couldn’t believe it, but there’s Bill out the back exercising his now reattached arm.
The very next day he’s back at work in the saw mill. But a couple of days go by, and then Bill slips and severs his leg on another big saw thing. So Tom puts the limb in a plastic bag and rushes it and Bill off to hospital.
Next day he calls in to see him and asks the nurse how he is. The nurse replies, ‘He’s out in the rehab again exercising’.
Sure enough, there’s Bill out there doing some serious work on the treadmill. Bill comes back to work in two days fully recovered.
But, as usual, within a couple of days he has another accident and this time severs his head. Wearily Tom puts the head in a plastic bag and transports it and Bill to hospital.
Next day he goes in and asks the nurse how Bill is.
The nurse breaks down crying and says, ‘He’s dead!’
Tom is shocked, but not surprised. ‘I suppose the saw finally did him in?’, sighs Tom.
‘No,’ says the nurse, ‘Some dopey idiot put his head in a plastic bag and he suffocated.’