Well, when i was about 13 i almost died while swimming for salmon lures. There is this bridge by my house and i decided i was going to swim down to the bottom and get this lure that i liked. So i dove in down below the bridge and reached out to grab the lure i liked, so i grabbed it but when i tried to surface, the hook caught on my thumb and the line was attached to something sturdy, so i pulled as hard as i could to get free, but no matter how hard i tried, nothing worked. I had been under for about a minute struggling to get free but all failed and i decided to give up, wich is a really crappy feeling knowing youre going to die and someone is going to find youre body floating under a bridge with youre thumb hooked to a lure. SO just as i decided to give up, i felt a warm sensation fill my body, then a relived feeling.. and to my surprise, i heard a crackle, then, when i tugged on the line, it just came free. This was the most unbelivable thing ever, i swam up to the surface and gasped for air then once i had regained my breath, i had to pull the hook back out of my thumb, and if anyone knows what a salmon lure looks like.. they are huge. Anyway, the hook was embedded down to my bone, and the only way to get a hook out of skin is too push it through, cut the barb of, and pull it bck out. Well, since that wasnt possible seeing as the hook was clear in to my thumb, i went home and drank about a fifth of R&R (Cheap Wisky) And decided i was ready, i took hold of the hook, and ripped it straight out of my skin, with as much force as i could. MY thumb began pumping out blood, wich really added to the situation, but after a while it quit and i was VERY relieved to know that someone or something was looking after me.. Do i belive in god? Hell yes.