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OT;Stupid things you have done |
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9-Aug-2010 6:01:10 PM
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I felt a wee bit silly when I had placed a twist bar chin up bar on my door frame when after a few weeks of use I fell off the bar as it collasped and knocked myself unconscious on the tiles. It is by far the silliest thing I think I have ever done. I am hoping there is someone out there with other stupid stories???
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9-Aug-2010 6:18:57 PM
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hahaha that's awesome
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9-Aug-2010 8:10:33 PM
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I went through a phase of detonating bungers inside plastic bottles, in the backyard at mum and dads. This was a lot of fun; it usually made the bottle leap a metre in the air and fully contain the explosion, which I thought was cool.
One day I had a bigger bunger, but couldn't fit it inside the bottle I had. So, I poked through the recycling and found a 1L Southern Comfort. Which was made of glass.
I didn't find any pieces left that were bigger than a finger nail.
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9-Aug-2010 8:27:53 PM
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nice evanbb ha that is special
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10-Aug-2010 8:17:40 AM
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I once tried to puncture a basketball with an arrow.. Needless to say, and at point blank range, it didn't puncture, but i felt the feathers pass my eye....
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10-Aug-2010 8:46:06 AM
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This one has two of the stupidest things I've tried...
One sunny afternoon I was in the garage was under Michael's house trying to light a piece of paper with a broken lighter that only sparked (it was empty). Michael and I decided that if we tipped some petrol on the paper it might work better. This was stupid thing number one.
*WHOOMF*
I'm standing there with my hair on fire as Michael realises the fire has followed a dribble of petrol across the concrete and up the side of the petrol tin. He runs out of the garage and comes back with the garden hose. The fire is out in short order and the petrol tin is now full of water and petrol. "Shit your hair's on fire" says Michael and I'm suddenly wet from the waist up.
Michael's parents asked me if I would tell my parents what happened. I said "Sure" and headed home. My father greeted me in the yard and asked if anything interesting happened at Michael's today. "Nope" I said which was stupid thing number two.
My dad looked at me and said "Look, if you're going to lie to me at least make sure it's a good one. Don't come home with no eyebrows and no hair and think you can get away with not telling me about attempting to burn Michael's house down. Do you think I'm that stupid?"
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10-Aug-2010 8:58:17 AM
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When I was about 10 we formed a club who's entry requirement was to take a shot from an electric cattle prod to the privates. Needless to say we only ended up with one qualified member, and he refused to have anything to do with the club after successfully qualifying...
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10-Aug-2010 9:00:26 AM
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On 10/08/2010 pmonks wrote:
>When I was about 10 we formed a club who's entry requirement was to take
>a shot from an electric cattle prod to the privates. Needless to say we
>only ended up with one qualified member, and he refused to have anything
>to do with the club after successfully qualifying...
>
So, you have been a sandbagger forever then?
Heh, heh, heh.
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10-Aug-2010 9:06:02 AM
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On 10/08/2010 IdratherbeclimbingM9 wrote:
>So, you have been a sandbagger forever then?
>Heh, heh, heh.
I was merely an apprentice sandbagger at that point, but boy did I have a lot of good role models to learn from! ;-)
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