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CaroGirl
07-21-2008, 07:31 PM
What's the stupidest thing you've ever done that resulted in your getting hurt?

This weekend I went with my family to something called an "aerial adventure park". This is zip-lines through the woods, plus aerial obstacles you have to negotiate, about 30 feet off the ground, like walking across suspended sets of planks that wobble about. So, on Sunday, there I was, 30 ft high, about to go across a chasm on a thing that resembles either a skateboard or perhaps a snowboard. I put my feet on it and started to shoot across to a tree on the opposite side. Well, thinking I was going too fast, I grabbed onto the cables that ran along beside me for balance. I stopped dead, the stupid skateboard thing shot out from under my feet, and I was left suspended by my armpits on a couple of metal cables.

Now I have a bruise on the inside of my right arm, from elbow to armpit, that's a shade of blue I didn't think existed in nature. Sort of like the colour of one of those blue-raspberry popsicles or a Slushie. And I'm so sore I can barely move.

So, make me feel better and give me one of yours...

Jenifer
07-21-2008, 07:40 PM
Last night I popped myself with a dressage whip during a come to jesus meeting with my two year old filly... :rolleyes: So I've got a nice little bruise where the knot hit the top of my thigh and a welt running off the side.

Mr Flibble
07-21-2008, 07:41 PM
Ouch!

Trying to slide from the bathroom to the front room on my laminate floors. It's easy if you have the right sort of socks on. Addition of alcohol made for over-slippage and I ( rather spectacularly apparantly) smashed my knee into the dining room wall. I was limping for a while.

Inky
07-21-2008, 07:42 PM
Jumped into a jaquzzi...
a screw was sticking out from the side...
my heal sliced right down over it...
the night before we left for Maui (Jr. High grad gift from dad--15 days in Hawaii)

Sooo, I spent the first week, by the pool vs on the beach, sunning...reading Jaws (back when it was new terror)...

Dad's an old Army medic...heal wasn't mending...he took stitches out & said go hang out in ocean for the day...salt water & minerals made foot mend much more quickly than string stitches...


I STILL cringe, remembering the pain of slicing foot in half....and the shots they had to administer....*shudder*

darrtwish
07-21-2008, 08:09 PM
This was several, several years ago (we're talking like over ten years ago), but we had a loose brick that edged our garden, and my neighbour decided that he would launch the brick off a snow shovel over our heads. Guess who got hit square in the forehead? Me. Didn't actually hurt much, I was bleeding like crazy, and had to get four stitches..but I didn't feel a thing for about an hour.

icerose
07-21-2008, 08:20 PM
We were having pot roast for dinner and of course the kids had a thousand and one demands while I was trying to get some sort of nutrition into my body. I'd taken a quick bite when one of them asked for a drink for the third time, and I swallowed without thinking.

It lodged around my esophagus and had to be surgically removed. I was on pure liquids for 3 weeks after that. My husband still teases me about chewing my food all the way before swallowing.

Perks
07-21-2008, 08:20 PM
I lost my concentration and let my hand get pulled into an industrial meat-slicer.

The colors were very pretty and, luckily, no one ate a filet-of-Perks sandwich that day. The blade didn't go all the way through and when the bone hit, it kicked my hand out of the machine. This all happened faster than I could blink, mind you.

Shadow_Ferret
07-21-2008, 08:29 PM
Sorry, carogirl, but that whole thing you describes sounded like an accident waiting to happen.

But really, I can't think of any stupid accidents where I got hurt. Guess I'm just lucky because I've done a lot of stupid things.

Well, I did jump off a garage roof once as a kid. Didn't occur to me it might hurt. Luckily all I got out of it was a belly flop on the lawn.

Then I had to learn to how breathe again.

And I fell out of a tree once.

Oh, and one time I was taking some vitamins. Huge horse pills. And I didn't think I could swallow the whole thing, so I cut it in half. So now I'm trying to swallow this huge pill with SHARP EDGES. It got stuck, throwing me into this panic, and then it slowly excrusiatingly went down my throat. My throat was sore for weeks.

CACTUSWENDY
07-21-2008, 08:30 PM
I am making a list of folks to stay away from....and you will be happy to know, you are alllllllllll on it.

Carry on....

Jersey Chick
07-21-2008, 08:48 PM
Oh jeez... where do I begin?

I broke my nose playing water tag when I was 12. Two weeks before school started. Fortunately, the pool water was cold enough that I didn't end up with two black eyes - though I did almost drown on top of it.

I've broken toes
1. trying to keep my cat from going in the basement. Went to block her and nailed the wall instead. Then almost fell down the stairs because of the pain.
2. making a bed - I slipped on the hardwood floor and rammed my foot into the boxspring.
3. Getting out of a chair - caught the leg with my foot.

I sprained a wrist putting my son in his car seat a year ago.

I broke my pinky trying to get a stuck tape out of a tape deck - whacked the stereo with the side of my hand really hard. Got the tape out before the stereo could completely eat it, but broke my pinky and had to explain to the doctor that I'd picked a fight with the stereo and the stereo won.

Gave myself tendinitis in both thumbs at a picnic, playing volleyball. I thought they were both broken - fortunately only one needed to be splinted. The other was a much milder form of tendinitis.

And finally, I ripped up my right knee in gym class when I was in junior high - playing flag football. I stepped in a hole and my leg went one way while my body went another. Not pretty. That had to be surgically repaired - on the plus side, I didn't take gym class from the end of eighth grade until halfway through my sophomore year in high school. :D

It's a wonder I've actually lived to see adulthood... ;)

pconsidine
07-21-2008, 08:52 PM
The only thing I can think of is going to knock on the (mostly glass) front door when I was a kid and putting my hand right through it. It took two operations and 46 stitches to get my hand back to normal, but it did give me a nifty little souvenir – a nice three inch scar up the back of my hand that people still ask about to this day.

Other than that, I think I've managed to avoid the consequences of my idiocy. At least the physical ones anyway.

CaroGirl
07-21-2008, 08:54 PM
Sorry, carogirl, but that whole thing you describes sounded like an accident waiting to happen.
Yes. Well, I think, in this case, the "stupid" part is me deciding to go on an "aerial adventure" in the first place. If you're not 11 years old, don't do it.

Kitrianna
07-21-2008, 08:58 PM
Stupid things where I have hurt myself...Can I have my own thread for this one? :D There is no one dumbest thing that I've done...yes, I am accident prone...seriously accident prone.

Let's see, I have:
Stretched to reach a 50lb. case of salad dressing at work that was over 2 feet above my head (I have long arms) and dropped it on the other arm, spraining my shoulder.

Been walking through fairgrounds (I was working for a carnival at the time) after dark and slipped in a tire rut, spraining my foot.

Wasn't paying attention walking through my parents basement adn kicked my Dad's nordic track and dislocated of broke my toe (not sure which).

Leaving a friends place and forgot about the mini step he had and kicked it and definitely broke my toe.

Been in a rush 2 days before my wedding, trying to make dinner and the wedding cake and almost sliced a chunk of my thumb off on one of those v-slicers.

Gravity
07-21-2008, 09:42 PM
When I was seven I decided to jump off our (very high) garage roof holding an open golf umbrella. No, it didn't work. Yes, it hurt like a mothra when I smashed onto the driveway. And my wife wonders why I refuse to go skydiving with her...

Kitrianna
07-21-2008, 09:45 PM
When I was seven I decided to jump off our (very high) garage roof holding an open golf umbrella. No, it didn't work. Yes, it hurt like a mothra when I smashed onto the driveway. And my wife wonders why I refuse to go skydiving with her...

Don't get me started on stupid things I did as a child...like pound so hard on a storm window when I was two that I broke it and stuck my hands through it (that time I didn't get hurt) or running to answer the telephone and stopping on the throw rug, which lead to me getting 7 blue stitches in my forehead (I stopped, the rug did not..I went into the rocking chair runner head first).

Carole
07-21-2008, 10:00 PM
Yesterday I went out back at my house, where I know there are assorted boards with nails sticking out, in my flip-flops. I stepped on one, my kitchen ended up looking like a murder scene, and I got a lovely tetanus shot this morning for my efforts.

Jersey Chick
07-21-2008, 10:03 PM
One of the grossest things I've done to myself was very nearly drive a piece of Tinker Toy through the roof of my mouth when I was about 4. You know how your mom always told you never to run with a lollipop in your mouth??? That's why... The doctor was amazed I didn't literally kill myself.

When I was six, I was riding double on a bicycle and got my foot sucked into the spokes of the rear wheel. Shredded my ankle to the bone, sheared off the tip of said ankle bone, and I still have the scar. If I ever catch my kids riding double, I'll smush them and they know it. That's why your parents always warned you about riding double on a bike.

I'm a walking "Here's why you should never do this" example...

TsukiRyoko
07-21-2008, 10:07 PM
Very recently, I managed to hurt myself while standing completely still. I was talking to my boyfriend on the steps leading up to our porch, and all of the sudden my ankle twisted (I don't know how the hell it did it), and I still have a sprained ankle, more than a week later.

Another time, my sister and I were smoking a bit fo weed and thought it would be a brilliant idea to slide down the stairs with a mattress. The stairs are only 3 feet wide, and the matress is about 4 feet wide. So, instead of sliding, the mattress would kink up and launch my sister and I into the front door from an 8 foot height. It was a fun way to spend the evening, even after the bloody noses, bruises, and head lumps.

misslissy
07-21-2008, 10:09 PM
The summer before 6th grade, I cut my hand with a scissors when I was trying to open a bottle of fabric paint (I couldn't get the stupid plastic off - tried to cut it off and missed the bottle). This was the day before camp so I wasn't allowed to go swimming at all at camp, but on a plus side, I had to visit the nurses twice a day to clean it and I got to know them really well.

Also when I was younger I slammed my finger (I think my thumb) in either a screen door or a car door (don't really remember a lot of details about this one) but it just kept bleeding and bleeding. We had to go to the hospital and I don't remember a lot about it, but I had to stick my hand in some brown looking liquid and it hurt like heck.

TsukiRyoko
07-21-2008, 10:14 PM
When I was about 6 years old, I was sitting and watching tv while blowing bubbles. The chair I was sitting in flipped backwards and the bottle of bubbles poured into my mouth, and I ended up inhaling some of it. Mom took me to the hospital, and while we were waiting in the ER, I was running around to everyone else in the waiting room yelling, "I have rabies!" then coughing so a bunch of bubbles would start foaming at my mouth. The doctor told me to drink a lot of water and wait and I'll be fine, which relaxed my mother enough to yell at me for acting like an idiot on the way home. :)

melaniehoo
07-21-2008, 10:14 PM
I often say that I'm so clumsy I've upgraded myself to accident prone, and it's gotten much worse in the past month. My most recent mishap happened a couple months ago. I was walking to my car after buying produce at the market, looked down to admire my fresh toenail polish (it matched my flip flops), and promptly fell on my ass. The curbs here are sloped and get very slippery when dusty. I stepped on the edge and went down in front of half the town. Because I'm so clumsy I've perfected the art of leaping to my feet like nothing happened, so I continued to my car and drove off, avoiding eye contact. I waited till I got home to pick out the dirt and stones from my leg, elbow, and hands.

kristie911
07-21-2008, 10:16 PM
I've done so many stupid things I don't know where to begin!

A couple of weeks ago I wasn't paying attention and ran into the carriage light on my parents garage and sliced my eyebrow open. No stitches required but it looked nasty.

Last week I ran into the cedar chest at the end of my bed and left a nasty black bruise in my thigh the size of a grapefruit.

Oh and I can't forget to mention the night I punched my wall (instead of my exhusbands face) and hit a stud behind the drywall. I ended up with a trip to the hospital, several x-rays, a stern lecture from the ER doctor, a high five from the nurse (a friend of mine) and several days with my hand wrapped.

Kitrianna
07-21-2008, 10:17 PM
I often say that I'm so clumsy I've upgraded myself to accident prone, and it's gotten much worse in the past month. My most recent mishap happened a couple months ago. I was walking to my car after buying produce at the market, looked down to admire my fresh toenail polish (it matched my flip flops), and promptly fell on my ass. The curbs here are sloped and get very slippery when dusty. I stepped on the edge and went down in front of half the town. Because I'm so clumsy I've perfected the art of leaping to my feet like nothing happened, so I continued to my car and drove off, avoiding eye contact. I waited till I got home to pick out the dirt and stones from my leg, elbow, and hands.

ACK! I remember sitting at the kitchen table having my mom dig little pebbles out of my palms for like an hour and a half, then pouring peroxide in them.

It was my brother's fault though...he took me bike riding through a gravel parking lot and didn't take me home right after I wiped out.

icerose
07-21-2008, 10:19 PM
The summer before 6th grade, I cut my hand with a scissors when I was trying to open a bottle of fabric paint (I couldn't get the stupid plastic off - tried to cut it off and missed the bottle). This was the day before camp so I wasn't allowed to go swimming at all at camp, but on a plus side, I had to visit the nurses twice a day to clean it and I got to know them really well.

Also when I was younger I slammed my finger (I think my thumb) in either a screen door or a car door (don't really remember a lot of details about this one) but it just kept bleeding and bleeding. We had to go to the hospital and I don't remember a lot about it, but I had to stick my hand in some brown looking liquid and it hurt like heck.

That reminds me, when I was about 12, I decided it would be fun to cut open a plastic bottle with a serated blade. I was cutting down toward my hand, moving rather vigorously with the blade and the blade came out while the plastic stayed behind. I sliced along the side of my finger a good inch long and I could see bone. Though I didn't tell anyone, I bandaged it up really good with some butterfly bandages and kept it clean. It never got infected nor did I ever get stitches and no one noticed for a few days until it started to heal and by then it was pointless to take me to the doctor. I have a nice little scar from that one.

The other was when I was about 3 or 4 years old. I was jumping on a hidabed. My oldest sister warned me three or four times to stop jumping or I'd get hurt. "nu-huh!" SPLAT!

Yeah...

During my jumping the springs had become exposed. I landed just right and a spring went righ through my lip and split out. I was bawling, asking "Why did you let it hurt me?" My sister was trying to not cry, she was about 16, I was bleeding everywhere. My lip was splitting further with all the screaming. She promised me that she wouldn't take me to the doctor if I stopped crying.

"Okay." Instant halt. I don't know how I did it, but I did. She put a butterfly bandage on my lip and I went off playing. It's my favorite scar because I can feel it inside my mouth with my tongue, and it's probably my favorite because I don't remember the pain. :D

TsukiRyoko
07-21-2008, 10:20 PM
I've been stepping on a bunch of nails and glass lately. I run around barefoot a lot, and because my feet have toughened from walking on pavement, I can't feel it when something sharp goes through my foot unless it's something really big. For a while, I had to come home every ngiht and sit for an hour to pick shards of glass, small nails, and rocks and stuff from my foot. I've decided to get into wearing shoes again because of it.

Jersey Chick
07-21-2008, 10:21 PM
While playing bike tag on my ten speed, I hit the brakes, but the front ones caught before the back ones so I went whipping over the handlebars. My brother, who was chasing me, pulls up next to me as I'm lying at the foot of someone's loose-rock driveway, peers down and asks, "Are you dead?"

"I don't think so."

Tag. "You're it!" And the little crap weasel jumps on his bike and takes off.

Fortunately, the only thing injured was my pride in that mishap...

Kitrianna
07-21-2008, 10:21 PM
Here's one to gross everyone out, but I didn't do it...my mom did.
She put a butter knife through her hand while prying apart frozen hamburgers

Carole
07-21-2008, 10:23 PM
I often say that I'm so clumsy I've upgraded myself to accident prone, and it's gotten much worse in the past month. My most recent mishap happened a couple months ago. I was walking to my car after buying produce at the market, looked down to admire my fresh toenail polish (it matched my flip flops), and promptly fell on my ass. The curbs here are sloped and get very slippery when dusty. I stepped on the edge and went down in front of half the town. Because I'm so clumsy I've perfected the art of leaping to my feet like nothing happened, so I continued to my car and drove off, avoiding eye contact. I waited till I got home to pick out the dirt and stones from my leg, elbow, and hands.

I think you are my long lost sister. Until now, I thought I was the only one who could manage to fall, get hurt, jump to my feet and beat a hasty retreat as if nothing happened. Mr. Vagabond laughs at me because I bump into doorways so often. He usually says, "Yeah...uh, watch out for that doorway. I just put it there." The reason I wear flip-flops all the time is that they are the highest heels I feel safe in!

Gravity
07-21-2008, 10:25 PM
Whe I was six I tried jumping over a neighbor's picket fence. Yep, you guessed it, got me right in the l'il sizzler. I walked like an Amarillo cowboy for the next ten days.

TsukiRyoko
07-21-2008, 10:26 PM
I think you are my long lost sister. Until now, I thought I was the only one who could manage to fall, get hurt, jump to my feet and beat a hasty retreat as if nothing happened. Mr. Vagabond laughs at me because I bump into doorways so often. He usually says, "Yeah...uh, watch out for that doorway. I just put it there." The reason I wear flip-flops all the time is that they are the highest heels I feel safe in!
Have you ever done the thing where someone warns you that you're about to walk into a phone pole even though you're 10 feet away from it, and you manage to slam into it anyhow? I can't count on both hands how many times....

misslissy
07-21-2008, 10:27 PM
I have a friend who flipped a snow-mobile on top of him. Yeah, that was bad. He broke a bunch of bones and almost died. But he's fine now.

I also have a friend who walked into a speed limit sign.

As for me, bikes are also not my friends. When I was ten, I had just learned to ride with no training wheels (Yeah, I was a late bloomer, but there was a good reason for this) and I was cutting through the park on the gravel path. I wiped out. I had gravel and cuts in both my knees, both my elbows, both my palms, and my chins. Sometime in the next couple of days I wasn't paying attention in choir and the director called me band-aid girl to get my attention.

Shadow_Ferret
07-21-2008, 10:33 PM
As a kid, I used to hold on to the escalator railing as it went all the way down and into the hole.

In those days, they didn't have guards to stop your hand from getting sucked into the machinery. The store staff had to hit the emergency stop button. Don't remember much else. I think I blacked out.

I still carry a scar on my hand that looks like Lake Michigan.

And you can thank me for the guards being installed so it won't happen to your kids.

melaniehoo
07-21-2008, 10:39 PM
I think you are my long lost sister. Until now, I thought I was the only one who could manage to fall, get hurt, jump to my feet and beat a hasty retreat as if nothing happened. Mr. Vagabond laughs at me because I bump into doorways so often. He usually says, "Yeah...uh, watch out for that doorway. I just put it there." The reason I wear flip-flops all the time is that they are the highest heels I feel safe in!

I normally don't fall when I trip because I'm so used to it. My husband always laughs because I'll continue talking like nothing happened. I don't even get embarrassed anymore. What's weird is I CAN walk in heels. :D

melaniehoo
07-21-2008, 10:41 PM
Have you ever done the thing where someone warns you that you're about to walk into a phone pole even though you're 10 feet away from it, and you manage to slam into it anyhow? I can't count on both hands how many times....

LOL, that happened to my friend a couple months ago. She was holding hands with her boyfriend but talking to me and as she got closer and closer to the pole I kept thinking he was going to say anything. Nope, he kept walking along until I finally said "look out." It was inches in front of her face!

joyce
07-21-2008, 10:42 PM
Great stories everyone! Many, many moons ago I purchased my first smoker, you know one of those tall tube looking ones. Well, I didn't think the charcole was lighting fast enough so I poured lighter fluid into it. No flames so I thought I'd be ok.....wrong. I light a match and threw it into the tube and wham........fire shot out of the thing like a huge blow torch and set me on fire. I remember seeing my hair ablaze and it was the only thing I was worried about at the time. Minutes later I was in soooo much pain as I'd burned my arms, part of my face etc. etc. but my hair was just fine. I was messed up for weeks. Needless to say, I never pulled that stupid stunt again.:D

CaroGirl
07-21-2008, 10:50 PM
Oh yeah. I set myself on fire once. I was making baby food, steaming a pot of yams or something on the top of the gas stove. I was wearing an untucked, fat-girl shirt because I'd just had a baby, and I reached up for something in the cupboard over the stove. My shirttail touched the flame of the gas stove and WHOOSH, it caught. The fire started to travel up my shirt toward my face and I screamed and batted it out with my bare hands. My husband said he'd never heard me make exactly that noise before. Our kitchen linoleum still has scorch marks on it.

Mela
07-21-2008, 10:54 PM
OMG, Joyce. I have a fire episode that's really pretty funny. I was 11 years old, had skipped school (I was a problem child) and decided to cook up some bacon and eggs on the gas stove for breakfast (no one else was home). Put on the bacon, turned it on HIGH and left the room. Came back, like, 20 minutes later and the kitchen was filled with smoke. I turned off the stove and the frying pan burst into flames. So what did I do? I poured water on it. A pillar of flame shot up to the ceiling and I ran for the front door, thinking I was burning the house down. It turned out everything was OK except it left a charred black mark across the ceiling.
So in a brilliant move, I contacted 2 friends to come over and help me paint the ceiling - we used exterior white paint. They left and I looked over our work and thought, "My father will never notice."
He came home, turned the light on in the kitchen and immediately - I mean not even one second passed before he reacted. WHAAAAAAAAATTTTT the hellllllll?????
It was just one of many childhood escapades that involved growing up in a single parent household.

Three years ago, I fell over backward from the bed onto the box fan, hitting square in the middle of my back. Ouch. That hurt for weeks.

misslissy
07-21-2008, 10:59 PM
I have a lot of my friend did this stories. I suppose it's cause my friends are accident prone and so am I. I don't know of anyone I know who isn't accident prone.

My friend worked in a kitchen at a camp and she was bringing out pizza (on big pans) to the dining area. Only problem was the way she was holding them they couldn't fit through the door. So what does she do? Tucks her arms in and ends up with two long burns from the inside of her wrists to about halfway to her elbow.

Seaclusion
07-21-2008, 11:06 PM
This happened a very long time ago. My ex-wifes parents were not very wealthy but her mother finally got something she had never had, carpeted floors. My ex-brother-in-law (not the brightest bulb in the litter) comes home on leave and decides to make french fries. He puts a pot of oil on the stove and goes to the bathroom. Some time later he hears a woosh from the kitchen. realizing he had left the oil on the stove he runs into the kitchen(pants half on) and sees the oil is on fire. He knows he shouldn't throw water on it but doesn't know what he should do. He decides to take the pot outside so it doesn't burn the house down. He grabs the pot and takes thre steps when the pot handle starts to burn his hand. He sets the pot down on the new carpet. The carpet starts to melt so he picks the pot back up and takes a couple more steps. Same thing, the handle burns his hand and he sets the pot down on the carpet. This goes on all the way out the front door. Burned and melted circles in the carpet about every three feet.

Richard

Kitrianna
07-21-2008, 11:08 PM
:roll:

Pagey's_Girl
07-21-2008, 11:24 PM
.....This goes on all the way out the front door. Burned and melted circles in the carpet about every three feet.

Richard

One time I lit an incense cone and managed to light one of my acrylic nails along with it. I dropped the cone and shoved my finger in the bowl of salt nearby - put out my nail but managed to melt a nice nickel-sized hole in the carpet.

Tell you, they wouldn't have needed to burn this witch at the stake. I was doing a pretty good job of doing so myself...

joyce
07-21-2008, 11:30 PM
OMG, Joyce. I have a fire episode that's really pretty funny. I was 11 years old, had skipped school (I was a problem child) and decided to cook up some bacon and eggs on the gas stove for breakfast (no one else was home). Put on the bacon, turned it on HIGH and left the room. Came back, like, 20 minutes later and the kitchen was filled with smoke. I turned off the stove and the frying pan burst into flames. So what did I do? I poured water on it. A pillar of flame shot up to the ceiling and I ran for the front door, thinking I was burning the house down. It turned out everything was OK except it left a charred black mark across the ceiling.
So in a brilliant move, I contacted 2 friends to come over and help me paint the ceiling - we used exterior white paint. They left and I looked over our work and thought, "My father will never notice."
He came home, turned the light on in the kitchen and immediately - I mean not even one second passed before he reacted. WHAAAAAAAAATTTTT the hellllllll?????
It was just one of many childhood escapades that involved growing up in a single parent household.

Three years ago, I fell over backward from the bed onto the box fan, hitting square in the middle of my back. Ouch. That hurt for weeks.

This reminded me of the time when I was about 10 and thought I'd try writing like they did a hundred years ago with liquid ink. Don't ask me why I dipped a thick rope into the ink jar and thought I'd get it to dry faster by whipping it around in the air. I had black ink spots covering my bedroom ceiling, walls, furniture, bed, and anything else in the room. Needless to say, my mother wasn't very pleased and there was nothing I could do to hide it.

Carole
07-21-2008, 11:51 PM
Have you ever done the thing where someone warns you that you're about to walk into a phone pole even though you're 10 feet away from it, and you manage to slam into it anyhow? I can't count on both hands how many times....
I wouldnt' know where to begin. I've even been known to reach into the oven without an oven mitt and then actually be surprised when I was burned not a minute after Mr. Vagabond told me to grab an oven mitt.

I have heard recently that these are actually signs of a certain form of narcolepsy. How weird is that?

Pagey's_Girl
07-23-2008, 09:17 PM
You know, I could just see myself doing this, too...

Oops (http://http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/25803777/?GT1=43001)

Try this...

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Eskimo1990
07-23-2008, 09:46 PM
When I was about 10 years old I was closing the closet door. Well I closed my finger in it. It hurt SO badly. Without thinking about it I ripped my finger out of the closet. Ripped off about 3 or 5 layers of skin off my finger. The most painful thing I think I've ever done.

Not to long ago I was helping my dad make dinner, and I was flipping fries in the oven. The pan was barely pulled out. Hit the top of the oven. The coil part of it. Burnt my middle finger so badly.

Broadswordbabe
07-23-2008, 11:43 PM
Making a hole in an old CD with a big embroidery needle so I could hang it up in the garden, using my thumb to press down on the base of the needle, (no thimble, doh), and - oops - needle went through thumb, nail, cd and all.
Seeing your thumb with a big thick needle all the way through it is a little freaky. Hurt quite a lot, too.

misslissy
07-24-2008, 12:31 AM
Psst - Broadswordbabe, there's already a big hole in the middle of the CD.

But ouch, ouch, ouch. Painful.

Broadswordbabe
07-24-2008, 01:44 AM
there's already a big hole in the middle of the CD.

:) Yeah I know. I wanted one on the edge. There was a reason, at the time.

I think the weirdest part was actually pulling the needle out and briefly seeing daylight through my thumb.

Pagey's_Girl
07-24-2008, 04:37 PM
:) ....There was a reason, at the time....

Those will probably be my famous last words. :roll: