So I'm sitting here idling instead of doing homework, and running my thumb up and down the blade of my switchknife. Suddenly, I notice that my hand seems to be greasy, and, surprisingly enough, I had cut myself. So my thumb is bleeding all over the place, but I cleaned it up well enough, and I can still feel the tip, so I'm happy.

Anyways, post your stupid accidents. (Awaits the dude who cut off his thumb with the axe)

Yea, that dude would be my brother. No suprise there I suppose...

I was playing the knife game with a chisel in the woodshop. That had interseting results.

I was playing with a cactus. It looked so fuzzy...

Do you mean... mumbly peg?

I have a 1" scar on my left thumbs from when I sliced it to the bone with a knife. Stuck my thimb out for some stupid reason and the knife slipped. Also have a pretty good scar on my thigh, just above the knee. The knife caught on someting, I pushed harder, the knife slipped and cut me pretty good.

Mmm, cactus... Reminds me of the time when I was young, out in the desert I took a hatred toward a certain set of anthills, and, well, nevermind...

Nah, just the part where you try to get in between your fingers with a sharp object.

When I was about 4 or so I turned on my dad's tablesaw while he was gone and was playing this "game". The point of said game was to see how close I could get my finger to the blade while it was going. The result? 7 stitches on the top of my middle finger and nearly losing the tip.

"Looking back," Freelancer is quoted as saying, "it seemed like a good idea at the time."

Ive run into a brick wall at full speed.
I was lik 6 at the time. I guess it seemed like fun for some reason.

I broke my leg at 6 months, falling off a chair.

Oh yeah. I've put a golf club throught a window. Yes thats right, no not a ball, the club. Weeeelll I was getting annoying at not being able to hit a practice ball...so I swung really hard. And the club went sailing out of my hand and through the window.

I'm surprised that's all you got...Pretty irresponsible to leave a 4 year old within reach of a table saw when you are gone.

I drank 4 litres of beer last Thursday night, then decided to go running outside in the first snowfall of the year, on very uneven ground. I stumbled and badly sprained my ankle, tearing a ligament. I'm still hurting from that one.

I guess I haven't done anything really stupid

The only thing that comes into my mind happened a couple'o'years ago. I threw some broken glass stuff in a wastebasket, and then for a few days, I threw some paper and stuff on top of it until I forgot the glassware was under them. Eventually I proceeded to compact the loose paper stuff on top of the bin... Well, the result was me cutting myself with the broken glass underneath, flowing blood and a scar that will remind me of the incident for the rest of my days, I suppose. Luckily, it wasn't anything big, though.

Heh, that reminds me...

Playing in my aunt's neighbours pool in LA about ten years ago. Didn't check out my surroundings that well. Went to take a really big jump in, so I backed up, backed up, backed right into a cactus. My mum couldn't stop laughing the whole time she was pulling the needles out.

I think I've only done one thing that was close to really causing harm, I've never broken or sprained anything.

I was like 6-7, and I wanted to play my Nintendo on the big TV in the living room. At the time, it was on this really small TV in the basement. My grandpa said it was alright, so I went down, unhooked the Nintendo and brought it up to the big TV. However, I noticed when I was hooking it up that the power cable was not going to reach a power plug. So in my fit of genius, I ran back downstairs. I saw our treadmill was plugged in with a short extension cable. I unplugged the treadmill end, then tried to get the other end out of the socket.

Well, this damn extension cord had the funky "flush-with-wall" type plug on it, and the pins on it were larger than they were supposed to be. So here I am, trying to yank this thing out of the wall, having no success. I finally get a brainiac idea to use a flathead screwdriver to pry it out of the wall.

About a minute later, a loud BZZZZ could be heard, smoke was everywhere, the lights flickered throughout the house, and the socket had turned almost completely black.
Suprisingly I was only a little dizzy afterwards, thanks to that handle.

That was fun :/

Well. studying as an Electrician... I get jolted pretty often. sticking my hands where they don't belong. starting to do some maintenance and not shutting off the power. silly things like that.

I'm getting used to it :p

There was the time I took my mountain bike onto a building site, rode down a hill, hit a small sign - sending me over the handlebars and through a billboard support strut (Snapped it with the soft bit of flesh between my hips and ribcage).

Oh, and the time I saw I was going to shut my keys in my car, and reacted quickly enough to me shutting the door to slam two fingers into a (now locked) car door with my keys still inside

Youch.

Pfft, Ive done it all. Slipped, fell, and broke my arm when I was 13. Cut a chunk of flesh off my thumb with a razor when I was 15. Slammed, literally *slammed* a car door on my hand early this year, busting the hell out of it. Yeah, loads of fun.


Oh, yeah, and this litle gem....

<nelson>
Ha ha!
</nelson>

:p

I stapled my thumb to a book... when i was 9

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  do her}
elseif(getThingFlags(source) & 0x4){
  do other babe}
else{
  do a dude}

On me birthday night (Nov. 20) I got really hammered. I make it up the stairs with the assistance of my sister. I decide in my stooper state that it would be a good idea to spring on to me bed. Well I sprung to much. And, my bed being place in a corner of a room...*KLUNK* I got a big ol' welt on my head. It was safe to say that I suffered a concussion right there. There's a dent in the wall.

In his defense, he did leave my 15 year old sister (at the time) to watch me, but she was asleep on the couch while this was going on.

I stuck my thumb in a light bulb socket to see if it was on when I was little. It was on. That and I put a staple in my thumb once.

This same thing happened to me too.

I drank a fifth of Limon over 4 hours, eating pretzels with it. Well, my stomach just couldn't handle all of that, and I was sitting in my friend's Lay-Z-Boy at the time, and...well, I never made it out of the chair.