I took care of a real macho cowboy one night. Big belt buckle from the rodeo, boots. stetson, the works!! He'd been gorged in the thigh and we had to get his pants and boots off. He put up quite an arguement over it. Wanted me to cut off his jeans like shorts and let him keep his boots on. I told him he wasn't going to die so he could take his boots off
Well, I soon found out what all the balking was about. This tall macho, very good looking cowboy had on very expensive lacey panties and his toenails were painted a cool shade of pink. All I said "Gee, that's a good color for you"
Also took care of a 12 y/o roper. The kid was great. Got his hand caught in the rope and had his middle and index finger amputated. He was soooo brave. Dad was there and he showed me his hand and HE was missing the same two fingers. Mom shortly arrived at the ED and guess what ...yup...she was missing her fingers too. I asked if it was a genetic defect