I Drunk Up All My Money That I Borrowed Every Time

It was 176 years ago this Friday that William Huskisson left his stamp on history by leaving most of his left leg on the Liverpool and Manchester Railway line. Huskisson is now referred to as the first person to be killed by a train, thereby inspiring a Psychedelic Furs song and, evidently, generations of English schoolboys who discovered the best mnemonic for trivia is a bit of blood. Of course, he wasn't really the first person the nascent rail industry did in--some workers bought it, but they were, how do you call them, workers, and Huskisson was a MP (who only get to talk when you get 3 of them in a room--MP3, get it?). And now some of you are wishing I might get hit by a train.

Please don't be steamed at my humor from the unfunny side of the tracks. Of course, the irony of Huskisson's death is he was very pro-railroad, which just goes to show that what you love can kill you. Especially when it's going 15 mph and weighs a few tons.