I was once disemboweled, had my spleen ripped out, my ureters transected and my kidneys catapulted onto the Thomas E. Dewey Thruway, but I still made it to Yakima Meadows to bet eleventy squillion doller'z on the octofecta of 7587984379178575489675162545743643634874387389374753457341573429537.
Duct tape works wonders