Gerber fishing story...
I'm at the lake, working a plug on the surface, a Zara Spook or something close. I get a light strike and miss the bass. I lean around the tree to get a better throw and lean into the cast with my baitcaster and let fly. Before I finish the cast, I bury the treble hook into the back of head and it rips the rear treble clean out of the lure. Not the first time I've done this but that's another story.
Anyway, I head to the hospital with the hook stuck in my scalp. When I get into the see the Doc, he surveys the situation, numbs me a bit and decides he's gotta cut the hook somehow and push the barbed end through my scalp again to get it free. So, I sit there for another half hour while the search the ER for a pair of wire cutters or something. Finally, a nurse shows up with something like tile chippers and try as he might, he can't cut through the hook.
So, I pop out my Gerber, show him the wire cutters and say, "Hey Doc, will this work?"
A bath in alcohol and one cut later, a bit of pushing and I'm clear of the damn hook. Quick tetanus shot and about half hour later, I'm back at the lake...