Stupid things!

 

I was about 6 years old, and we are about to drive to Vermont from Mass. , it's a 4 hourish drive and I'm running around the backyard getting energy out before the car ride... because Mom said too. Well I use my crazy imagination and see the picnic table we have as a slide! So I hop on it belly first grab the sides and pull myself across it.

 

Now some details about the picnic table ; it was old.. about 5-10 years old, spent all of it's time outside, got rained on, snowed on, and other general enviromental afflictions... oh yea, it had splinters... big and sharp splinters all along it.

 

So when we got to my Grandmothers house in Vermont, she spent the next few days while we were there, pulling large splinters out of my chest .

our ability to make decisions rival those of red-headed prom dates after two jello shots

 

So full of win.

Anyway, he got tackled one time and slid on his left hip/asscheek across the gravel jogging path that circled the field.

 

 

He was bummed.

 

I see what you did there.

 

 

I'll share with you the story of how I got attacked by a squirrel which left my kneecap gored at a later date.

 

i got bitten in the knee in a mosh pit once years ago. let's be friends!

 

OMG THIS ONE TIME THERE WAS THIS PARTY AT STANG'S AND BW FELL ON ME AND GROUND ME INTO THE CONCRETE OUTSIDE. I STILL HAVE SCARS.

 

true story! i told that asshole i didn't have his bukkit, he had to go and flex muscle on me to be sure

Edited April 30, 2008 by lemontree

When i was like 12 or 13 living in New York, I had just got back from trick or treating. So I was back home sitting on the top bunk of my bed gorging on candy. Then my mom called me so i leaped off the top bunk and started running to my door to go to the hall way. Unfortunately when i jumped down... i didnt notice the pillow on the ground and as I was running my food slipped in between the pillow and the pillow case. As I tried to take my next step my foot slipped out from under me because of the pillow and i fell head first into the corner of the door.

 

Soooo i pretty much got my ass kicked by a pillow and needed to get like 4 stitches right in the middle of my forehead. Pretty embarsing

... fell head first into the corner of the door.

 

I'm the only kid in my family that wasn't hit/dropped on their head within 3 years of birth. My brother and first cousins (bro is 18, first cousin is 20 in June, first cousin's little bro is 12 in July) all hit their heads a young age. I constantly remind them of that whenever they do something stupid.

I'm the only kid in my family that wasn't hit/dropped on their head within 3 years of birth. My brother and first cousins (bro is 18, first cousin is 20 in June, first cousin's little bro is 12 in July) all hit their heads a young age. I constantly remind them of that whenever they do something stupid.

 

 

When i was like 2 my mom and brother were riding bikes on a bike path by our house. I was on a baby seat on the back of my mom's bike and my brother decided cutting off my mom was a good idea. Well, someone decided it was a good idea for a 5 ft. deep ditch next to the path, and guess who landed in it? Yea, explains a lot actually... Slept through the whole thing.

 

When i was like 2 my mom and brother were riding bikes on a bike path by our house. I was on a baby seat on the back of my mom's bike and my brother decided cutting off my mom was a good idea. Well, someone decided it was a good idea for a 5 ft. deep ditch next to the path, and guess who landed in it? Yea, explains a lot actually... Slept through the whole thing.

 

Haha made me remember a story my parents told me since i wasn't old enough to remember.

 

I was skiing with my parents in germany when i was 3 or somewhere and while i was cruising along on my lil shiki ski's i hit a huge snow bank and got stuck and instead of trying to get out i fell asleep and waited till my parents got me out.

when i was about 6 or so i was in the bathtub with my bro(he is 2 years younger) ya ya w/e...anyways he picked his nose and put it in the tub

 

i was so grossed out i stood on the side of the tub, i sliped fell out of the bathtub

 

BOOM hit my head right off the toilet i split my forehead open, i started screaming when my dad and grandmother cam running in

 

i asked my granny if my brains were falling out, and she said to me"Don't worry Jake you don't have any brains" HAHAHAHAHAHA

 

anyways after 5 stitches i went back the the house, and the BEST part of this all, is i got to stay up late and watch the hockey game with my dad and grandfather lol:D

OMG THIS ONE TIME THERE WAS THIS PARTY AT STANG'S AND BW FELL ON ME AND GROUND ME INTO THE CONCRETE OUTSIDE. I STILL HAVE SCARS.

 

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stupid thing I've done

When I was about 5 we had a black lab who had a strange fascination for the little rubber lures you use when you fish. So I took my little fishing poll outside with a really bright colored worm and began casting it around the yard. At some point the damn dog had run a few circles between/around my legs with the worm in his mouth (leaving me entangled in fishing line) and then took off in a mad dash. The spool locked up on the rod, the dog took the slack, and the fishing line made its way about an inch into my leg in a nice helix pattern. That felt real special when the doctor pulled it out of my leg. Still have the scar.

this one time I let Joesf buy me shots on my 21st birthday. this other time I spent the entire night hugging BW's toilet while Tom and Todd serenaded me. not sure if they are related.

In 3rd grade I was jumping on my grandma's couch. My foot suddenly went between the cushions and while toes were pointing down my little toe went straight into one of the springs while it was compressed, breaking my foot. Of course I didn't know it was broken at first. My grandma, being the tough woman she was, told me to quit being a wuss and "Walk it off". I tried, every time I took a step tears rolled down my face. I went and got the cane she had (I don't know why she had it, she wasn't more than in her 50's at the time and never had a use for it) and used it to hobble around the house. When my mom came to pick me up that day she FLIPPED out. My grandma kept telling her everything was fine but my mom insisted on taking me to the hospital. That's when the x-rays came and we found out I broke my right foot. My grandma felt a little bad, epically after watching me hobble around in a cast for 6 weeks in the middle of winter in Michigan. I had to wrap my foot in a plastic bag when I went to and from school and had indoor recess the whole time.

...so you rev'd the engine?

 

/confused

 

the salesman who sold me the car did that thing where they make you get in the passenger seat and force you to listen to them as they demonstrate the car for half an hour *after* agreeing to buy it. He didn't shift the car out of drive upon completion of his demonstration.

 

 

I should also mention the car was facing the parking lot exit.

 

The road attached to the aforementioned parking lot exit was 6 lanes... and very busy.

so...you rev'd the engine?

"He didn't shift the car out of drive upon completion of his demonstration. "

 

I'm pretty sure he did more than rev the engine, seriously.

http://b7.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/00550/79/02/550802097_l.jpg

this one time I let Joesf buy me shots on my 21st birthday. this other time I spent the entire night hugging BW's toilet while Tom and Todd serenaded me. not sure if they are related.

 

Welcome to the jungle HV, welcome to the jungle

you know soma i've seen that pic before but I dont think i've heard the story behind it

I don't think I've heard the story either.. but I imagine it was a wrestling match between him and Gryph.

Last wrestling event ever, we're all too old too tired to keep going. The match is between me and my best friend and best wrestling partner, Buddy Wolfhope as the Human Juggernaut. We were always leaning towards the hardcore weapons use. In a previous match, a wooden guitar was used but not broken so we asked to use it for our match. Buddy slammed the thing on my head at full force. What we didn't know was that there was a bolt that held the bottom part of the strings onto the guitar. The bolt burrowed a 3-4 inch into my scalp, which proceeded to bleed like a waterfall.

Oh wow >__>;;

this one time I let Joesf buy me shots on my 21st birthday. this other time I spent the entire night hugging BW's toilet while Tom and Todd serenaded me. not sure if they are related.

you mean this night?

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I never hit an aeroplane with my car on the highway. ever.