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You obviously aren't familiar with me or my posts yet.Quote:
Originally Posted by Fire_Emblem776
You see, I'm stupid.
And what's more, I have very bad judgement and instincts.
When I'm speeding 30 miles over the 70 MPH limit in swirvy, unpredictable mountain country, driving a piece of crap. Bulky, hulky, no power steering vehicle, I have a tendency to fishtail off the road.
Problem on that day was that "off-the-road" took on a new meaning from anything I'd ever known before.
I had no idea 13 year olds had such terrible driving:eek:Quote:
Originally Posted by MartyrYou obviously aren't familiar with me or my posts yet.Quote:
Originally Posted by Fire_Emblem776
You see, I'm stupid.
And what's more, I have very bad judgement and instincts.
When I'm speeding 30 miles over the 70 MPH limit in swirvy, unpredictable mountain country, driving a piece of crap. Bulky, hulky, no power steering vehicle, I have a tendency to fishtail off the road.
Problem on that day was that "off-the-road" took on a new meaning from anything I'd ever known before.
So, when the question comes up in the polls next time, vote for the driving age to be higher. Remember, until then, I'm behind the wheel.Quote:
Originally Posted by Fire_Emblem776I had no idea 13 year olds had such terrible driving:eek:Quote:
Originally Posted by MartyrYou obviously aren't familiar with me or my posts yet.Quote:
Originally Posted by Fire_Emblem776
You see, I'm stupid.
And what's more, I have very bad judgement and instincts.
When I'm speeding 30 miles over the 70 MPH limit in swirvy, unpredictable mountain country, driving a piece of crap. Bulky, hulky, no power steering vehicle, I have a tendency to fishtail off the road.
Problem on that day was that "off-the-road" took on a new meaning from anything I'd ever known before.
As long as you try to be careful.:pQuote:
Originally Posted by MartyrSo, when the question comes up in the polls next time, vote for the driving age to be higher. Remember, until then, I'm behind the wheel.Quote:
Originally Posted by Fire_Emblem776I had no idea 13 year olds had such terrible driving:eek:Quote:
Originally Posted by MartyrYou obviously aren't familiar with me or my posts yet.Quote:
Originally Posted by Fire_Emblem776
You see, I'm stupid.
And what's more, I have very bad judgement and instincts.
When I'm speeding 30 miles over the 70 MPH limit in swirvy, unpredictable mountain country, driving a piece of crap. Bulky, hulky, no power steering vehicle, I have a tendency to fishtail off the road.
Problem on that day was that "off-the-road" took on a new meaning from anything I'd ever known before.
I know to tap the shark on the nose if it comes at you, the nose is highly sensitive and it usually swims away when you do that...going "oh crap they found my weak spot!"
I almost drowned one while boogie boarding...those waves were huge....hit my head against a rock though underwater
Lucky I've never been in a near death situation, but my brother had a cardiac arrest while running away from a girl after he stole her shoe.
EDIT:Makes much more sense
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Originally Posted by yumi
Why would HE run away from her when she stole his shoe. Surely he'd run after her to get his shoe back.
Oh man I should of tried that. When we got back to the boat Pete tried whapping it with the oar (it was really close by then), but I told him no because I thought that would make it even more angry. Don't worry it was a motor boat so we didn't have to row all the way back, we just had an oar in there.Quote:
Originally Posted by Little Jane
Oh I forgot a part. We had sped away a good deal (the shark came really close when we had just reached the boat, so yes I do think it would have eaten us DarkLady!) when Pete said he forgot a piece of his scuba gear and wanted to go back to get it. I was like, ARE YOU CRAZY? His rationale was that it cost him 70 bucks for that thing (it was a goggle/mouthpiece set) and he didn't want to buy a new one. I told him I'd pay him 70 bucks to forget about it, but he insisted. It was sentimental or something. So we went back. It was calm when we got back to our spot. Like, death calm. I tell you as I sit here today it was even more eerie than when the shark was chasing us. Picture the water perfectly still (there were some small waves earlier), not a sound except for our breathing and the low hum of our small boat. We looked for the shark but couldn't see anything. At all. Even the horizon was clouded in some fog. We crept up to Pete's gear floating along and got it and then got the hell out of there. Man what a day. I still get shivers typing about it. Sorry to run on like this.
A car nearly reversed over me when I was going to the football. :(
this is no joke. me and my best mate and other mates of ours went to kingston and i was eating a ham wrap and i took a big bite and it got stuck in my throat and i was choking and i was panicing and i couldent breath, and my mate kara went behind me and smacked me in the back and it came back up with throw up. not nice.