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What's the stupidest thing you've ever done to yourself?

We're keeping this one open for two weeks to allow you to get up to stupid stuff and send it in.

(, Thu 20 Dec 2007, 12:36)
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Just gaz me with a number between 17 - 29 (y.o) or I will end up clogging this board with my replies.
Incidents prior to those years include:
2y.o. (Too young to remember this one, but has been told to me and freinds by my mother many times over the years) Deciding it was a good idea to run infront of the older kids playing on swings at the park.
Result: Broken nose and Black eyes.

2y.o. (my earliest memory) deciding that sliding down the stairs on my belly at my parents 2 storey house in Nottingham was a better way of getting down as opposed to walking.
Result: Smashed up face on telephone table.

Skip a few years to 6y.o. Staying in germany with relatives...
Deciding that I should investigete what is within the socket that would normally house a light bulb on a twin wall light fitting.
Result: Thrown off bed on to arse and running out to mum and my great aunt and uncle who just laughed (WW2 does thise things to a German cross Polish family).

7y.o. Deciding that I could navigate the area between a car and a low stone wall where we had been told not to ride.
Result: 5 stitches in top lip (pretty much had 1/2 my lip hanging from my face)

8y.o. Mum comes along for her first bike ride with me around the neighbouhood. I choose to take her up one of the steepest hills and show her my elite bike riding skills down. My thong (flip flop for merkins) falls off. I turn head and handle bars at same time. I bite the coarse tarmac.
Result: 1/2 detatched lip again, this time requiring 7 stitches (Mum was so proud as I did not cry one bit as they picked out pebbles and sewn me up. Probably due to the fact I had torn it in the same place a year prior)

10y.o. Shcool BBQ where you had to bring your own utensils.
Walking home with nice full belly swinging the plastic bag that house all the utensils over my left and right shoulder repeatedly.
Result: Steak knife in shoulder blade.
Never bothered mentioning this one to mum as I knew I was being a dick. It healed OK over time.

Plenty more to tell that get alot worse over the years. If you want to hear it, Just gaz & I'll post.
(, Fri 21 Dec 2007, 1:41, Reply)

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