Originally posted by saintnickOooooh! That sounds really bad! Did it hurt?
This should make you feel better....I was snowboarding in January and hit a hard patch of ice on the slope. My board dug in and I went tumbling head over heels for about 20 feet. 😲 Suffered a lot of pointing and laughing in addition to a distral radius reduction and multiple unlar fractures (broke my left arm real bad). My ego got better, but I still have ...[text shortened]... rm is how I found RHP (clicking the mouse is easier than playing PS2 with only one good arm 😛 )
My brother and I often played on the revolving clothes lines, my mother always used to get angry at us if she caught us swinging on it. One day, when I was about 6, my brother span it so fast while I was on it, and brought it to such a sudden stop that I flew right off, down about a two metre drop (yes, right next to the clothes line), landed straight onto my hands, breaking both my wrists simultaneously. To top it off, when my mum found out, all she could do is curse at me and smack my head. Mind you, it wasn't until she looked at my awkward wrists did she consider taking me to the hospital.
I had to wear two casts (one on each arm) for six weeks, being laughed and pointed at by my "ex-friends" at school. They (the school or the hospital) wouldn't even let people sign my casts!
While at uni we had a house party that ended rather badly for me. First I managed to somehow land on a bladder of wine and saturate the carpet. I ran towards the kitchen, but someone called out my name and I looked back at the last moment. I turned back towards the kitchen, only to bash my head on the low doorway, travelling at speed. I sat there in the kitchen with blood dripping down my face for about three minutes before someone came looking for me. They put me in a car to take me to hospital and I trod on the person's radio wires and destroyed his car radio. When I got to the hospital the doctor was convinced I was off my head on pot and had little sympathy. Now that's a bad night.
I don't know where to start....
I was dressed as William Wallace (braveheart) at a Halloween party. Obviously I didn't have any undies on, so I could show my bum at the guests.
Anyway, I got too drunk, fell asleep on a couch (with my kilt up to my waist) and people stood around taking photos of me.
I once trashed a machine in a rubber (real rubber, not condom) factory. It was worth 30.000$. The costs ran up to 50.000$ because of loss of production. I was an agency worker.
I didn't get fired, but I had to live with a lot of stick for the remaining 3 months I was doing the job.
I got very drunk one night on a kibbutz in Israel and the lad I was sharing the room with had locked the door (he was a little paranoid). I needed the toilet and couldn't get out, so I pissed in a corner of the room (his corner). I was nick-named "Puppy" and it stuck for 2 months.
I had to go and visit a gilfriend's family one time in my early 20's. I didn't really want to, but I had to. So, I decided to get stoned. I ate some space-cake and after 1/2 an hour I ate some more. Eventually I'd eaten enough space cake to stone-out a Jamiacan funk band.
I was sat at the parents house and was so stoned out my skull that it took me 10 minutes to reach for the class of coke on the table and bring it to my mouth.
I found out later that the parents had told their daughter to dump me, because she shouldn't be going out with a retard.
I got completely pissed one night and whilst I was cycling back home the steering wheel of the bike clapped double and I hurtled arse over tit.
A couple of onlookers came to see if I was okay, but when they found out I was drunk they left my lying in the middle of the road.
I generally sing along with the stereo when I'm driving the car.
Well, actually, I should explain what my voice is like: It's bad. I can't sing. I can't hold a tune and I sure as hell shouldn't be singing.
Anyway, I also tend to drive around with my windows open and the car I used to have had a sunroof as well.
So, put my singing together with open car windows and add a traffic light in a small town to the equation...
It slowly dawned on me that everybody was looking at me. I could have sunk through the floor of the car. And the light seemed to stay red for a very long bloody time too.
Originally posted by DreamlaXThat is the saddest story I ever heard 🙁
My brother and I often played on the revolving clothes lines, my mother always used to get angry at us if she caught us swinging on it. One day, when I was about 6, my brother span it so fast while I was on it, and brought it to such a sudden stop that I flew right off, down about a two metre drop (yes, right next to the clothes line), landed straight onto ...[text shortened]... -friends" at school. They (the school or the hospital) wouldn't even let people sign my casts!
Originally posted by shougireally....I am not laughing....I really am not......😀
While at uni we had a house party that ended rather badly for me. First I managed to somehow land on a bladder of wine and saturate the carpet. I ran towards the kitchen, but someone called out my name and I looked back at the last moment. I turned back towards the kitchen, only to bash my head on the low doorway, travelling at speed. I sat there in the kitch ...[text shortened]... octor was convinced I was off my head on pot and had little sympathy. Now that's a bad night.
Originally posted by shavixmirwhile reading your message here, I was drinking tea and I was laughing so hard it came out my nose. Very funny!😀
I don't know where to start....
I was dressed as William Wallace (braveheart) at a Halloween party. Obviously I didn't have any undies on, so I could show my bum at the guests.
Anyway, I got too drunk, fell asleep on a couch (with my kilt up to my waist) and people stood around taking photos of me.
I once trashed a machine in a rubber (real rubb ...[text shortened]... through the floor of the car. And the light seemed to stay red for a very long bloody time too.
Originally posted by shavixmirDude, maybe you should stay away from the booze for like the rest of your life. Because if you don't, that'll probably be how you die. I can just imagine you being one of those people in the hospital with a really really bad hangover.
I don't know where to start....
I was dressed as William Wallace (braveheart) at a Halloween party. Obviously I didn't have any undies on, so I could show my bum at the guests.
Anyway, I got too drunk, fell asleep on a couch (with my kilt up to my waist) and people stood around taking photos of me.
I once trashed a machine in a rubber (real rubb ...[text shortened]... through the floor of the car. And the light seemed to stay red for a very long bloody time too.
Originally posted by Remora91HOnest to god truth. I've drunk so much beer tonight, htere is no explanation as to why I esist. \
Dude, maybe you should stay away from the booze for like the rest of your life. Because if you don't, that'll probably be how you die. I can just imagine you being one of those people in the hospital with a really really bad hangover.
But, things eing ss theyare , things will go and thingy adn thingy and it will all work outl Seriously.
Don't worry. I'm gona die. So are you. eeeeevry ibe ekse and when itahppens it will be oky.
Right.
Yeah. Chill. It's cool.
Originally posted by shavixmirLet me know when you're sober again.
HOnest to god truth. I've drunk so much beer tonight, htere is no explanation as to why I esist. \
But, things eing ss theyare , things will go and thingy adn thingy and it will all work outl Seriously.
Don't worry. I'm gona die. So are you. eeeeevry ibe ekse and when itahppens it will be oky.
Right.
Yeah. Chill. It's cool.