The dumbest thing you ever did?
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Cap'n Jack
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Well for me the first one that springs to mind is...
I was roughly 5 at the time and i thought i would help my dad cut some insulating polystyrene. Weapon of choice: big bread knife, i decided not to tell him i would be helping out as knives for me were forbidden, still it set to work. My lack of control with the knife was apparent, after sawing through the polystyrene I carried on the sawing motion until i could see the stain of red seeping through the gaps in polystyrene, I took my hand from under the polystyrene to see the end of my index finger hanging of, not a pretty sight, the only reason my finger was hanging on was because it was still attached to my nail, it stopped bleeding surprisingly quickly and fearing a stern telling off i decided not to tell my mum and i binned all evidence. It was a fairly dumb thing to do, but it was perhaps even more dumb to go swimming the next day with the open un-treated cut. Amazingly my mum hadn't noticed the deep cut in my finger, so i proceeded to the swimming pool. with every stroke I took i could feel the hanging bit finger flap back and forward as the water rushed in between the gap, the pain was immense.
I still have a faint scare these days, my Mum and Dad never found out.
I was roughly 5 at the time and i thought i would help my dad cut some insulating polystyrene. Weapon of choice: big bread knife, i decided not to tell him i would be helping out as knives for me were forbidden, still it set to work. My lack of control with the knife was apparent, after sawing through the polystyrene I carried on the sawing motion until i could see the stain of red seeping through the gaps in polystyrene, I took my hand from under the polystyrene to see the end of my index finger hanging of, not a pretty sight, the only reason my finger was hanging on was because it was still attached to my nail, it stopped bleeding surprisingly quickly and fearing a stern telling off i decided not to tell my mum and i binned all evidence. It was a fairly dumb thing to do, but it was perhaps even more dumb to go swimming the next day with the open un-treated cut. Amazingly my mum hadn't noticed the deep cut in my finger, so i proceeded to the swimming pool. with every stroke I took i could feel the hanging bit finger flap back and forward as the water rushed in between the gap, the pain was immense.
I still have a faint scare these days, my Mum and Dad never found out.
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I did a tap dance in front of twelve thousand people at Expo '88 once. In my defence, I was three years old.
I've been alienating people ever since.
I've been alienating people ever since.
When I was young I stuck my finger in a pencil sharpener and twisted to see what happened
WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? THAT"S LIKE PUTTING A FORK IN A TOASTER!!!!
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- Darkdeeds427
Messing about after work with my one co-worker.. he brought along his 20" BMX Stunt Bicycle. Brilliant. Then he says, "See if you can hop off the end of that flatbed trailer..."
Now, I'm not one of those people that I have to prove my self-worth. I just figured that I actually could do this, without the provocation. Well, got the bike up on the trailer, and pedalled off. I tried pulling up in the handlebars and.... well, nothing responded. From six feet in the air I face-planted straight onto shale/ glass/ whatever else was in the scrap yard behind the shop. I got up, dusted myself off and go "What? What are you looking at?" My co-worker just turns the mirror of his truck in my general direction. And it showed that I ripped quite literally half the left side of my face off.
Well, this translates to emergency room. And scrubbing my face out with a sterile (not literally) brillo pad.
Move onto school day two days later. Walk into classroom, and a girl shrieks [valley girl]"Oh my gawd, Coreyyy! What happened to you??"[/valley girl] "I didn't catch the license plate to the truck that hit me." Said it only as a joke. Next thing I know, my face is in pain and the whole school is under the impression that I was hit by a car. Brilliant, stroke two.
Only one single person bothered to think that my legs weren't injured. Poor misguided sheep.
Brilliance, stroke three.
Final Stroke: Went at the end of the week to NHRA drag races. The sound/ virbrations from the top fuel drag cars literally shook the newly-formed scabs off my face.
In certain light (usually fluorescent) you can see the scar stretching from my nose, across the cheek, almost touching my ear. Great stuff...
Cheers,
Jetboy
Now, I'm not one of those people that I have to prove my self-worth. I just figured that I actually could do this, without the provocation. Well, got the bike up on the trailer, and pedalled off. I tried pulling up in the handlebars and.... well, nothing responded. From six feet in the air I face-planted straight onto shale/ glass/ whatever else was in the scrap yard behind the shop. I got up, dusted myself off and go "What? What are you looking at?" My co-worker just turns the mirror of his truck in my general direction. And it showed that I ripped quite literally half the left side of my face off.
Well, this translates to emergency room. And scrubbing my face out with a sterile (not literally) brillo pad.
Move onto school day two days later. Walk into classroom, and a girl shrieks [valley girl]"Oh my gawd, Coreyyy! What happened to you??"[/valley girl] "I didn't catch the license plate to the truck that hit me." Said it only as a joke. Next thing I know, my face is in pain and the whole school is under the impression that I was hit by a car. Brilliant, stroke two.
Only one single person bothered to think that my legs weren't injured. Poor misguided sheep.
Brilliance, stroke three.Final Stroke: Went at the end of the week to NHRA drag races. The sound/ virbrations from the top fuel drag cars literally shook the newly-formed scabs off my face.
In certain light (usually fluorescent) you can see the scar stretching from my nose, across the cheek, almost touching my ear. Great stuff...
Cheers,
Jetboy
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Recently, i dropped my g25 a good 50cm (still perfect, no rattling, but still) and overall, i tried to rollerblade down a VERY steep street (probably around a 20-25 degree incline). i was quite handy with rollerblades when i was younger, but when i hit a bump on the road, let's just say i was glad i had a good helmet on
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This thread looks fun.. 
I can't decide which thing I want to put though. Standing on an office chair to change a lightbulb is pretty high up there. It spins, reclines and moves on wheels, it's not a stable platform.
Actually I've had no luck with chairs over the years. One time I was leaning back in this old armchair and fell backwards into my dad's grandfather clock, which I had already broken twice as a kid. After the chair incident it has never worked again.
I can't decide which thing I want to put though. Standing on an office chair to change a lightbulb is pretty high up there. It spins, reclines and moves on wheels, it's not a stable platform.
Actually I've had no luck with chairs over the years. One time I was leaning back in this old armchair and fell backwards into my dad's grandfather clock, which I had already broken twice as a kid. After the chair incident it has never worked again.
Got two of them from when I was younger:
1) When I was about 5 or 6 my father used to grow and deliver flowers to the local flower shops around East Texas and Louisiana. Well, one day he was loading up his van so that we could go out on deliveries and I decided that I wanted to get in the driver's seat while I was waiting. Well I was bouncing around and saw the gear shift on the column. Well, being only 5 or 6 and seeing a lever that I didn't know what it did I decided to pull on it and see what it would do. It promptly put the van in neutral and rolled it down the hill about 20ft and took out the corner of the greenhouse. I jumped over to the passenger seat and when my father asked me what I was doing I said I had no idea and that the van took off by itself. Unfortunately, I was not a good liar at that age.
2) About a year after the first incident we had a huge amount of snow (probably about 15-17 inches...huge for East Texas). I decided to get on the roof of our house and slide down the side of the roof that had a hill right beside it. Well I made it down the roof and landed on the slope side of the hill and decided to line up with the slide on the swing set. I continually gained speed and went up the slide and got air off the end where a promptly did half a barrel roll and landed on my head....fun times.
1) When I was about 5 or 6 my father used to grow and deliver flowers to the local flower shops around East Texas and Louisiana. Well, one day he was loading up his van so that we could go out on deliveries and I decided that I wanted to get in the driver's seat while I was waiting. Well I was bouncing around and saw the gear shift on the column. Well, being only 5 or 6 and seeing a lever that I didn't know what it did I decided to pull on it and see what it would do. It promptly put the van in neutral and rolled it down the hill about 20ft and took out the corner of the greenhouse. I jumped over to the passenger seat and when my father asked me what I was doing I said I had no idea and that the van took off by itself. Unfortunately, I was not a good liar at that age.
2) About a year after the first incident we had a huge amount of snow (probably about 15-17 inches...huge for East Texas). I decided to get on the roof of our house and slide down the side of the roof that had a hill right beside it. Well I made it down the roof and landed on the slope side of the hill and decided to line up with the slide on the swing set. I continually gained speed and went up the slide and got air off the end where a promptly did half a barrel roll and landed on my head....fun times.
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When I was 6 or so I decided to 'help' my dad put the bonnet of the car down. He told me not to. I ignored. Ended up with my thumb caught in the bonnet... Cue a very loud scream, trip to hospital and a very valuable lesson learned.
Surprisingly my thumb was fine, just quite sore.
Surprisingly my thumb was fine, just quite sore.
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Back in grade 7 I purposely looked up some adult content on google to get out of the class I hated. Not a good move, didn't get suspended because the principal liked me, I just had to write lines, and do the work for that class in the office, getting away from the terrible teacher . I've done dumber things, but I cannot mention them.
. I've done dumber things, but I cannot mention them.
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Well, a few years ago I had about 5 of my friends on a trampoline, and we all decided it was fun for all of us to jump up in the air, and then land sitting down all at the same time so we would go really high. We had a net around the thing to stop people from falling out of it. We did the "super jump" a few times, but then we started getting the timing down and getting higher and higher. Turns out, the net doesn't stop you from going out of the trampoline if you go over it.
Somehow, even though I fell about 12' I still only fractured my ankle in a few places.
Somehow, even though I fell about 12' I still only fractured my ankle in a few places.
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Forgetting the traffic flow and how it's different from us yanks resulted in getting clipped by a double decker bus while I was walking.
Edit: I was in London BTW
Edit: I was in London BTW
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Hmm, I don't know if this includes, but here goes
When I was somewhere between 2-7, when I shared a bunk with my big brother, he did a massive power-chuck (vomit) off the side, unfortunately all hitting me, my parents came in, cleaned me till I was squeaky clean again. All this, and I didn't wake up at all, I didn't even know of this till about a year ago.
And I think I can finally forgive my brother for the incident (he got a PS3 and GT5, and I get to play it when he's not home, which is from 3-8 o'clock weekdays for a year
When I was somewhere between 2-7, when I shared a bunk with my big brother, he did a massive power-chuck (vomit) off the side, unfortunately all hitting me, my parents came in, cleaned me till I was squeaky clean again. All this, and I didn't wake up at all, I didn't even know of this till about a year ago.
And I think I can finally forgive my brother for the incident (he got a PS3 and GT5, and I get to play it when he's not home, which is from 3-8 o'clock weekdays for a year
*Slaps himself with telephone book*
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When I was 5 I was sledding with some buddies and we only had one sled. I was sitting in the back because I was the smallest (not my logic ) and couldnt see where we were going. Being a slightly dense 5 year old, I didn't know what "bail out" meant so when they yelled it and jumped off the sled I looked at them and yelled "huuuuh?!??"
End result - Side of head met corner of large electrics box resulting in 37 stitches. Good news? I was in shock so I asked the guys if they wanted to go again as blood was gushing down my face. I walked home carrying the sled on my head My sister hid behind the couch from me for almost a week
) and couldnt see where we were going. Being a slightly dense 5 year old, I didn't know what "bail out" meant so when they yelled it and jumped off the sled I looked at them and yelled "huuuuh?!??"End result - Side of head met corner of large electrics box resulting in 37 stitches. Good news? I was in shock so I asked the guys if they wanted to go again as blood was gushing down my face. I walked home carrying the sled on my head
My sister hid behind the couch from me for almost a week 
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- Lazer0pz
Breaking my Collar Bone trying to tackle someone in rugby
Oh. And I'm a Dual-Citizen. And I blurted out that I was American as well as a Kiwi in US Customs. After secondary, I got a stern telling off and when I ever go to the US again, I've gotta leave NZ on my NZ pass. enter and leave the US on my US passport and come back to NZ on my Kiwi
Oh. And I'm a Dual-Citizen. And I blurted out that I was American as well as a Kiwi in US Customs. After secondary, I got a stern telling off and when I ever go to the US again, I've gotta leave NZ on my NZ pass. enter and leave the US on my US passport and come back to NZ on my Kiwi
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Attempting to rescue a friend after she got her leg stuck in a fence because of over enthusiastic sledging. I sledged down to rescue her, fell off, rolled down the hill and nearly ended up with the fence in my face. I did eventually pull her out...
EDIT: Or moving seats on a school bus while it is stopping. Ended up flat on the floor.
EDIT: Or moving seats on a school bus while it is stopping. Ended up flat on the floor.
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No physical pain involved with mine, just stupidity. I did some routine stuff to my truck and things didn't work as planned. Nobody I knew could figure it out! Well, after two years of having people look at it (none experts I'll admit), buying a new car, and almost giving up- my brother rechecked what I did. I didn't install the rotor properly. What an idiot!!!!!!!!! Once it was in right-BAM! started right up, even with 2yr old gasoline! It ain't pretty, but it's only got 236,000miles- and it used to pass the local emission tests with no problem. I hope it still does.
What an idiot!!!!!!!!! Once it was in right-BAM! started right up, even with 2yr old gasoline! It ain't pretty, but it's only got 236,000miles- and it used to pass the local emission tests with no problem. I hope it still does.
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When I was 5 I was sledding with some buddies and we only had one sled. I was sitting in the back because I was the smallest (not my logic
End result - Side of head met corner of large electrics box resulting in 37 stitches. Good news? I was in shock so I asked the guys if they wanted to go again as blood was gushing down my face. I walked home carrying the sled on my head
Oh! That reminds me! Similar story, I was about 10 or 12 sledding down my aunt's backyard when a rut led me straight for a tree. I had never hit a tree before, or even ever had to really bail out with any kind of urgency, so I had no idea what to do. As a result, I did nothing at all.
Head on into the tree, ended up breaking a piece of bark off without injuring my head at all. I don't even really remember it hurting that bad. 
