Has anyone ever done anything really really stupid?

skintchick

My Dad used to make fireworks at home. One day one didn't go off so he went to look at it. It exploded in his face. Very nearly a Darwin Award contender!

RazWaz

I was walking along a rocky riverbed with a friends daughter and she was holding my hand for support. We both slipped at the same time, and I started to fall on top of her, not wanting to hurt her, I threw myself clear over her and landed face down on a ledge after a 6 foot drop. Was a bit sore for a few days, but I could have landed a lot further down.

ska_lover

As a 15 year old, trying to light a dodgy stove in a dodgy squat....struggling with the gas.... Gas must have been coming out for a good ten minutes before i lit a match.Kabooom! I've still got the scars. (Sounds really silly now, but I genuinely had no idea that gas would explode). I got knocked out, and the gas was still pouring out. Luckily for me I was found within minutes or I dread to think...eeek!

Still very scared of gas, won't have any gas cookers in my house

time2deal

Other time was when I was jumping in the pool to do backstroke. I thought it would save time to jump in backwards. I managed to catch my chin on the side of the pool and put my bottom teeth through my top lip. Got me out of swimming for a day though! Never seen such blood...

Saturnalia

As a toddler I'd seen a stunt on TV where a man rode a bike down a flight of steps and I thought I'd try it with my trike and our over-a-foot-high back doorstep. I went straight over the handlebars and face first into the yard wall a couple of feet away. I was very lucky to get nothing worse than cuts and bruises.

No sooner had my mum cleaned me up and calmed me down than I went straight back and tried it again, figuring I would get it right the second time around! Guess what, I didn't, and was put off a third attempt!

RazWaz

skintchick wrote: »

My Dad used to make fireworks at home. One day one didn't go off so he went to look at it. It exploded in his face. Very nearly a Darwin Award contender!

That reminded me of the time me and my dad tried to make a sort of bomb thing by emptying the stones out of paper caps (These types) and putting a ton together with a fuse.

We had them all emptied out the night before and hidden in a video case so my mum wouldn't find it. I then went to a friends house for a sleepover so I hid the video case on a bookshelf.

The next morning, my mum had gone into my room to hoover, and there was an almighty bang as the video case exploded. There was a small chink in the curtains and the light had landed on the case, warming it up. We we're in the dog house for weeks after that one, scared my mother witless. Good job it didn't start a fire though.



Another time me and my dad rode a plastic backed mattress down the stairs thinking it would be fun. I got scared and jumped off at the beginning, and my dad hit his tailbone on every stair, and flew off at the bottom, landing headfirst in the gas meter. He couldn't walk for a week.

My mother always said she had two children, me and him

thehappybutterfly

Did a foward roll off the pommel horse in the school gym, tucked in to finish and banged my chin off my knees. Top teeth went straight through my bottom lip. Youch.

And, oh god this one gives me the boak, I went to the dentist for a filling, mouth all numb, went across the road to McDs with the kids, had a burger and bit through the side of my tongue...... jeezo, it was a bloodbath.

balletshoes

time2deal wrote: »

Other time was when I was jumping in the pool to do backstroke. I thought it would save time to jump in backwards. I managed to catch my chin on the side of the pool
and put my bottom teeth through my top lip.
Got me out of swimming for a day though! Never seen such blood...

I did that too, aged about 7. I fell off my bike, over the handlebars, busted knees and bottom teeth through top lip.

MarilynMonroe_2

I got married once!

thehappybutterfly

RazWaz wrote: »

That reminded me of the time me and my dad tried to make a sort of bomb thing by emptying the stones out of paper caps (These types) and putting a ton together with a fuse.

We had them all emptied out the night before and hidden in a video case so my mum wouldn't find it. I then went to a friends house for a sleepover so I hid the video case on a bookshelf.

The next morning, my mum had gone into my room to hoover, and there was an almighty bang as the video case exploded. There was a small chink in the curtains and the light had landed on the case, warming it up. We we're in the dog house for weeks after that one, scared my mother witless. Good job it didn't start a fire though.



Another time me and my dad rode a plastic backed mattress down the stairs thinking it would be fun. I got scared and jumped off at the beginning, and my dad hit his tailbone on every stair, and flew off at the bottom, landing headfirst in the gas meter. He couldn't walk for a week.

My mother always said she had two children, me and him

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