(Symbol of eternal love and devotion…or DEATH TRAP? We’re just kidding. It’s both.)
We’re not sure if we can “thank” MiddleEasy for passing along the image that awaits you after the jump, but out of morbid curiosity, we are going to pass it along to you nonetheless. We do not know who the poor sap on the receiving end of this…flensing is; all we know is that he apparently suffered it while grappling with his wedding ring on. As if we needed another reason to take them off, amiright fellas? *raises hand for high-fives, receives none*
In any case, just be prepared for what you are about to witness. Anthony Njokuani’s hand? Rubbish. Martin Kampmann’s axe wound? Child’s play.
I know I have a tendency to embellish these things. I know this. But if the photo below does not make you recoil in disgust, then vomit into your lap and possibly even denounce the concept of marriage altogether, I will proudly hand over my expired press pass and gun to the CagePotato offices and retire.
You have been warned.
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