I’m guessing he either slid down a gravelled incline, or had an unfortunate encounter with a badger.
Very very frightening, me
They couldn’t have proved it anyway. You can’t dust for vomit.
As a gardener I can imagine many, many ways to break your butt in a garden.
I had a bad sprained ankle last year just walking across the yard.
I try to be careful but every year I do something stoopid and end up injured.
oh mama mia…
mama mia, mama mia
Beware of hoes!
Beelzebub has hedge-clippers put aside for me, for me, for me!
I’m such a poor boy, no body hire me -
He’s such a poor boy, from a poor family - will you let him mow?
easy come, easy go, will you let me mow?
NO we will not let you mow
let him mow!
No we will not let him mow
Will you let me mow for Free? For Free?
But you can check DNA. 
After too many adult beverages he mistook a wood chipper for a photocopier.
Some people make a career of it. Just ask Velvet Jones.
He had a heart attack but he’s OK.
was it a sheer heart attack?