I love this story: (
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A 77-year-old Austrian plays with his illegally owned pistol on New Year's Eve, apparently whilst sitting on a chair in an upright position.
Cue the negligent discharge: He manages to shoot himself in his upper thigh, the bullet goes through the entire leg, knee cap and exits below the knee. And Gramps is like: Oh, what happened there?
But at that point, his sleeping pill starts to kick in, and he just decides to go to bed. With a bleeding gunshot wound.
The next day, he attempts to apply a dressing, but not to avail.
Nearly a day post-injury, our old-timer yields to reason (somewhat) and decides to
walk to the nearest hospital. Where he tells the admitting nurse: "I was enjoying the beautiful fireworks yesterday, but then some kid threw a firecracker at me, now I'm bleeding. Isn't that incredible?"
Spoiler: They agreed that his story was quite incredible.