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Greatest pain, that seems pretty easy. The pain of a broken heart, like when your kids ignore you on Father's Day, or Christmas, of you find out your best friends are all having a gang bang on your wife . . . . . and they never thought to even invite you! That is the emotional pain, which I am not sure can be measured.
However, when it comes to physical pain, I think it is all relative. The more pain you are forced to endure, the less painful the last one seems. For example, in the early 70s I wore hard contact lenses. We also had gasoline rationing, where you could only buy gas every other day. So, naturally I would fill up my car's gas tank for a storage unit and siphon the gas out of it to use in my motorcycle. Worked pretty good until one time the gas came out of the hose, into my eyes, under these hard lenses! That hurt like a bitch.
Then there was the run in where my leg got caught in between my H-D and the rear bumper of a Toyota, as my body was being launched into the air. That caused a spiral fracture of the tibia and fibula, and broke 5 bones in my foot. That was pretty bad, until I got the $100k check for it.
Then there was the time I stopped a high speed metal ceiling fan, with 30" X 4" blades with my face. That hurt pretty good.
Then there was the 16' long 4x12 that came down on my . . . . well you get the idea. It is always the worst pain, until you find something worse to do to yourself.
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