Motorcyclist Suffers Severe Head Trauma – Jaw and Skull Blown Off

Motorcyclist Suffers Severe Head Trauma - Jaw and Skull Blown Off

No helmet on head, flip flops on feet – the infamous third world protective gear for motorcyclists. Add to it speeding and overall reckless riding and you have the answer to why there are so many deadly motorcycle accidents in the third world. This motorcyclist is no different though in his case the impact also unbuttoned his bottoms.

The crash destroyed the motorcyclist’s head so badly, the top of his skull was blown off and entire bottom jaw ripped off, only connected to the head by a narrow piece of skin. Nothing like moving a motorcycle accident victim whose jaw dangles about like a pendulum when you lift him off the ground. Brutal!

Props to drccoco for the pics:

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85 thoughts on “Motorcyclist Suffers Severe Head Trauma – Jaw and Skull Blown Off”

  1. Alas, flipflopped, unhelmeted motorcyclists are prevelant here in South Dakota (It spreads! Eeeek!).

    By the way… very nice shot of the inside of the skull. It reminds me of the membrane on the undersides of ribs. Yummy…

    1. Well I couldn’t agree more with you! But I’ve watched enough Hell’s Kitchen to know there are a lot of horrible chef’s in the world…. I just didn’t want to see my glorious flesh to be miss treated and not seasoned!

          1. naahhh BG is a free for all site…

            We let the chicks decide by who they want to be cooked…

            On that note: I like my meat RAW!!! as fuck…, so i’m guessing i’m not a candidate anyway…

          1. @Trooper Yeah, i noticed that about you. No new female members, excuse me, no FEMALE members period, are safe from you. I think we should get you registered in the national sex offender database, just to be sure.

          2. Tommy Tom TOM, you know me, I’m a slut, I used to be a good guy and then I changed, lucky for us we live in different countries, you can have the brits and I’ll have the washington ones, if there is any? the rest are fair game 😉

          3. Sorry to disappoint @Moonman… Already on it… Under 5 pseudonyms and my real name. For life.

            You are right @Glenn. Lucky we live thousands of miles from each other… The sheer sluttyness of our personalities could cause a natural disaster if we lived within a hundred miles of one another.

            Fair deal… I accept it.

      1. Kill you!!!What fun will that be, You’d be my sex slave for at least a month but I rent a house with friends so you’d have to be kept in a locked chest the whole time. During this month I’ll keep you on an only grain diet like fine cattle be raised for the sloughterhouse. Finally when it’s time to eat you id take a mallet a tenderize you meat and cut it off steak by steak and if you die of blood loss so be it. Reading that makes me sound a bit bonkers.

  2. This is terrible. Gosh, these people who have to pick this shit up must have seen this so much that they don’t vomit all over themselves anymore. Looks like no helmet also! If people aren’t willing to protect themselves while riding, then they are risking their lives.

    BTW. Under sexual disasters, do we have the Cock and Ball Torture that went wrong? The lady who stepped on the mans erected dick with heels, and his cock literally gushed blood out.. Would be a good one for the new comers.

  3. Hey Tom, what happened to your wife? You’ve been acting strange lately, did you take her to your cabin? Oh, and you were going to tell me a funny story but I think you were, ah, drunk or taking care of miss missing!

    1. Hey Glenn.

      Sorry about not posting the story in question. I had just gotten back from a gig. I was fooking knackered and it slipped my mind.

      I was going to tell you about this chubby chick I had once gotten with after a night on the tiles.

      I distinctly remember getting a taxi to her place. The roughest bloody place in Town.

      Walked into her house (a shit tip) and seeing a half eaten piece of toast in the middle of the floor! Just chilling there!

      Needless to say. We did the ‘business’. Woke up next morning (going through the usual, crippling pangs of guilt, shame and self disgust).

      But finding consolation in the fact that as a larger woman. She would cook a cracking brekky!

      … She was a fucking vegetarian!

      I took one look a the slice of toast she made me and I instantly thought of it being the one lying in the middle of the floor the night before…

      I stood up. Walked out. And ran home.

      1. It was quite a large comment. I can’t be arsed to repeat it. It should ‘appear’ some time later hopefully.

        As for the Wifey…

        I have no bloody clue where she is. It means I am going to have to take @Elle or @Tiggy with me.

        Since @Razor is going with you and @Jack.

        As I said before mate. Watch yourself with Razor… Don’t let her try her new techniques of ‘auto erotic asphyxiation’ on you.

          1. *Scream!*

            They Doc. Martins?

            I can deal with you kicking the living shit outta me with those…

            Just please don’t tread on my… *Insert Vernacular for Genitalia here*… With stilettos.

            I want to have children one day… It will be pretty difficult to do that with several ruptured testes.

          2. My perversion knows no boundaries Razor…

            The shit I am up for would make the Marquis De Sade blush. It is still illegal actually.

            I have astounded my mates that I have made it to 21.

            The bets were I would be dead by 20. That they would find me in a cupboard with a belt around my neck and Wang in my hands.

  4. I wonder how much of his face the victim felt getting peeled and torn away before he died. Even the slightest mistake or distraction can leave you ending up looking like a ghost of your former self.

    For those who ride motorcycles, what’s the reason you all prefer this method of transportation as opposed to a car, bus, train, etc? Is it the freedom that one has as they go almost a hundred miles through a freeway, the rush of adrenaline as you maneuver yourselves through cars and trucks, or is it something else entirely?

  5. Wait, hold on to a second for a minute, if you look closely……naked pic……boobs………vag open…………ooooooooooooh……new underwear ruined……
    Anyway, if you look closely at his jeans, they’re obviously too tight. That’s what he gets for wearing skinnny jeans

  6. The picture with the jaw is insane to me but incredibly fascinating. I have never seen anything so…blunt…before concerning one’s mortality. Damn- we’re all just hanging jaws and flaps of meat in the end.

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