The dumbest thing you ever did?

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Playing full contact football (Austrlian Rugby league) at school and using wheelie bins as side line marker's, made a break for the try line with the ball & a mate basically tacked me into the garbage bin with all his force, In trying to break the fall the bin got in the way and I ended up breaking my left arm. It didnt happen because of anything I did wrong but I just felt stupid afterwards because I broke my arm on garbage bin.
 
Breaking my Collar Bone trying to tackle someone in rugby :lol:
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 :indiff:

That's just odd. Why would they give you some serious bollocking for saying that you have Dual Citizenry and not quite following what you mentioned above? It doesn't really make sense. To get into America (I assume) with the US passport, it generally means you would not need a visa and also you get in much faster than the people without US passports and don't have to submit to some weird searches. Whereas if you used your NZ passport, you would need to get a visa to visit the States....and submit to the weird searches.

So basically, they were telling you to save your money on visas?
 
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I win...

I threw a steak knife 2 cm into the bone of my left foot. Not dropped, threw. this happened 8 years ago, and I still have the scar... I had a few anger issues

I want to make it clear, I did NOT intend to throw it at my agrevator. I was throwing in rage at an inanimate object. this object suddenly became my foot
 
I'll keep the dumb inappropriate things to myself and leave you with this one that pops in my head first after all the other ones I can't share.

I was 15, maybe 16 and drove my dad's truck into a ditch in the coldest part of the middle of nowhere and got it stuck. Now he was with me, and I felt so dumb doing it, but it was a narrow road, all on ice. On the right, a huge drop off, so I was a bit on edge. It seemed as though the road was widening off more to the left, so I kinda started heading more to the left to be more safe. Little did I know was, that wasn't part of the road but rather a ditch with a ton of snow level with the road. Almost tipped it too. Took us like 2-3 hours to get ourselves out.
He gave me crap for it for a while, but I bet he'd done the same thing if he were driving, you really couldn't tell it was a ditch.
 
I was 15. I was at work with my mom. i didnt have a license at the time, but she had been letting me just go grab the truck and pull up front it was just like a 50 ft drive and i was being stupid one night and smashed into someones front grill. i shattered it. i had to pay 400 bucks to get it fixed....... i kinda wanted to see what would happen if i hit the gas while in reverse.... nit o didnt look.. ouch
 
I was 15. I was at work with my mom. i didnt have a license at the time, but she had been letting me just go grab the truck and pull up front it was just like a 50 ft drive and i was being stupid one night and smashed into someones front grill. i shattered it. i had to pay 400 bucks to get it fixed....... i kinda wanted to see what would happen if i hit the gas while in reverse.... nit o didnt look.. ouch

this is alot like the dumbest thing i ever did:dopey:

i always wanted a motorcycle when i was younger but my mom said no:grumpy:
but when i turned 17 a couple of years ago i convinced my mom to atleast let me buy a bike i could practice my mechanical skills on until i got my licence:dopey: when i was done with the bike i was still to young to drive it so my father helped me get it street-legal by signing the papers saying that it is his bike. so there i was with a street-legal bike but no licence so i kept on working on it. but that got boring after a while so one day when my mom was away i convinced my father to let me take it for a test drive and he said that as long my mother dosnt know about it its okey with him. last thing he said to me before takeoff was that i should take it slow.
first thing i remember when i woke up in a hospital-bed 2 days later was my mother slapping me in the face and saying that shes not going to pay for all of this. i still owe her almost 20.000 crowns (about 1.800 dollars)
i miss my bike:dopey:
 
On my holidays in France, my brother, a friend and I, rented out a sort of pedal car thing. It was like a horse carriage without the horse. It was just peddaled. Anyways I was standing on a little metal bar on the back about a foot off the ground holding onto the roof of the carriage. We were in a campsite around the back so the roads were dusty and rocky. We were going at a good enough speed. I tought it would be cool to jump off the back of it with absolutely no respect for my health and safety. Anyways a few thumps and some swears later I make my way back to the caravan we had for the holiday covered in dust, blood and bumps, had a shower and went karting half an hour later. I can't remember if I hurt myself then, but it probably would have been agony cause I had bruised or scraped half of me.:lol:
 
Mine was when i was still a teenager.I was 17 i believe.I was real big into Skateboarding and was getting good at it.Had no problem hitting ollies off of 4 and 5 stair sets.I never attempted a 6 stair set until this day.

I seen these hot girls and decided i was going to show off.Well that didn't work out too well.I ended up not getting enough speed on the takeoff and when i got to the bottom i got stuck instead of rolling away.What stopped me was my ankle on the front of the board.Needless to say i broke my ankle that day.

Yup i was pretty embarrassed,but i did walk it off like nothing happened.I had to play it cool.It didn't start painfully hurting until later that night when the swelling kicked in.
 
Not stopping and looking on a zebra crossing while riding my bike. Did it a lot and got hit a few times, why I didn't realise how dangerous it was i'll never know! Add to that riding a brakeless BMX.

Dumbest ever was probably when me and a few friends were jumping out of a skylight onto a trampoline in my mates back garden. I went inside for a drink and overheard them plotting to put a stack of bricks under the trampoline for when I jumped (they made it pretty obvious - I doubt they intended for me to actually jump).
Being a hardcore bro, I still jumped, planning to get up and walk off as if it didn't even tickle - unfortunately it's quite hard to walk on a broken ankle with a badly bruised tailbone to boot.

Doing something like this is the worst - the moment you realise it's too late to stop your stupidity and that it's going to hurt you very badly, I vividly remember thinking this as my ankle hit the bricks and started to fold sideways!
 
Was hitting on a girl at a bar back when I was single. She told me she was going to the world cup, I said "Reallly? Who's playing?".:banghead::banghead:
 
I was about 11 when I pointed a power drill at my chest and turned it on, I think what saved me was my shirt getting twisted up around the end. On the day the only thing that I got mad about was getting my white shirt dirty :lol: years later I realised how utterly stupid it was
 
I know everybody has their fair share of dumb moments. But when I snorted the sugar in pixie sticks, or when I snorted Jello, that took dumb to a whole new level. :ouch:
 
Something I did yesterday:

After having 5 cans of cider, I was stumbling over things a bit (I'm only 15 so I don't drink much, 5 cans is alot for me :embarrassed:), then my mom said to me "Son think you've had enough, don't ya think?" Then I said (slurring it) "Wha..but I haven't even fell over yet?". All my friends that came over burst out laughing, and I was bemused because I thought that was a reasonable answer. XD
 
I know everybody has their fair share of dumb moments. But when I snorted the sugar in pixie sticks, or when I snorted Jello, that took dumb to a whole new level. :ouch:

Yeah... I seen some people snort salt once. Those people were in quite some pain.:scared:
 
A friend of mine once snorted hair gel. He was fine after about 30 minutes, bizarrely.
 
Something I did yesterday:

After having 5 cans of cider, I was stumbling over things a bit (I'm only 15 so I don't drink much, 5 cans is alot for me :embarrassed:), then my mom said to me "Son think you've had enough, don't ya think?" Then I said (slurring it) "Wha..but I haven't even fell over yet?". All my friends that came over burst out laughing, and I was bemused because I thought that was a reasonable answer. XD

Well that sounds like fantastic parenting... 💡
 
Something I did yesterday:

After having 5 cans of cider, I was stumbling over things a bit (I'm only 15 so I don't drink much, 5 cans is alot for me :embarrassed:), then my mom said to me "Son think you've had enough, don't ya think?" Then I said (slurring it) "Wha..but I haven't even fell over yet?". All my friends that came over burst out laughing, and I was bemused because I thought that was a reasonable answer. XD

......I really do worry about this country.:boggled:
 
At least he did it in the safety and controlled environment of his own home, rather than sitting on the train tracks or the local park, getting p***ed out of his head, threatening people because 'yur ihn ma 'ood innit?' or 'whatchathinkyurlookinahhht?'
 
Well that sounds like fantastic parenting... 💡

LOL. Nah, that happens maybe 3 times a year (on ocassions, as this time it was the royal wedding). Trust me, theirs people my age who binge drink every weekend, they're the ones you wanna worry about:nervous:
 
Left a hotwheel in reach of my boxer as I left for work this morning:

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He told me it wasn't him, but I'm struggling to believe him.
 
LOL. Nah, that happens maybe 3 times a year (on ocassions, as this time it was the royal wedding). Trust me, theirs people my age who binge drink every weekend, they're the ones you wanna worry about:nervous:

 
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