Dude, back in '99, I fell off a cliff in Yosemite -- no joke -- there I was with my NYC kicks and my linen shorts -- climbing fucking rocks in the wilderness.
Soon as I realized I didn't die, I busted out my ELPH and started taking pictures of my broken shit.
Folks want somebody to know they got hurt -- it's human. And for many folks, the outlet, the way to human contact, is called GFY --
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