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I unintentionally stapled my finger while reading a boring post by a member. Not going to say which member, but it was funny 'cause I usually staple out in the air when I'm bored, and I guess you could say that an EoFF member made me bleed because he was being boring. I giggled a little.
..hahahah...the day before yesterday...i was walkin along...and somehow managed to stand on the chord of my upright vacuum cleaner....and the vacuum cleaner flew backwards and hit me right in the balls....ouch...i didnt laugh....i cryed...a little....it was very sore...
I put a boogieboard on the arm of a couch and got on top of it. Then I fell off. About three feet to the ground. I broke my elbow and needed surgery to rotate a piece of bone that had chipped off. Needless to say, it hurt.
Never hears of this one before...I bet.
Okay I was Hiking up this mountain path and I hit a loose rock and lost my footing, from there on I lost my pack and I started tumbling down the path while off to my left was a cliff about two hundred feet deep, any way while tumbling down this very sharp angle my arms and legs flailing while I was laughing insanely I was enjoying my near death expirience.
I was rolling a bend popped up and I went right over it from there I hit tons of loose gravel so I started sliding, the rocks causing me to go faster and faster, soon I shot over a way deep hole looked bottom less about ten feet wide all the way around I shot over it and slammed and lannded on the edge of the ledge knocking the wind out of me I grabbed the edge just before I started to fall and I barely pulled my self up I rested on a ledge on the top of a cliff edge Breathing hard and while I tried to breath I couldn't stop laughing. after about ten minutes of struggled breathing I stopped laughing and I stood shakily and I shouted to my Hiking buddy "I might need some help" that as when I saw my legs and my arms and the rest of my body bleeding from small cuts and bruises my clothing was shredded pretty much and I was a little dizzy from the tumbling. My Buddy rigged up the rope and tossed me it I swung acroos the very deep hole and made it back to the original path.
*I went home and crashed
*I awoke the next day in alot of pain but I was still laughing and I had saw my life plash boefore my eyes so I just slept some more
the end
hhahahhaa...thats happened to all of us....
...:shifty:
I ended up burning my hand badly because I couldn't figure out which electric hob was on so I decided to touch them all till I found the right one. I ended up jumping round the house like a loon using some pretty colourful language. My flatmate were laughing too hard to show any sympathy.
When I wake up in the morning, I try to win the lets get ready in 5 minutes marathon so I can get as much sleep as possible. So I wake up, I ran full speed into the door, opened the door, than I ran and hit the stair pillars. It was quite painful but I heard my mum murmur "are you okay?"
I run into a lot of stuff it seems and somehow I manage to trip over nonexistant objects.
When I was 7 I had a tree house. It wasn't terribly well built, couple floorboards, some walls, and a tarp used for the roof. My friends and I had our own little club and we held meetings there. It wasn't that much of a club really, since only we knew about it. To get up to the top you had to use this rope ladder that we made ourselves. Each rung was different. One was a piece of wood, one a pipe, one an old road flare, etc. One day as I was going up the ladder my foot slipped on the second to last rung (the pipe). I fell. I didn't fall to the ground, though. Somehow the ladder had snapped, with the edge of the pipe catching the end of my pants, hopding me there. Upside down. By my pants. My pants! They were really cheap pants, my mom actually sewed them herself. Problem was I was the last one to go up, so my friends couldn't get out of the tree to help me down. So I hung there for a while. Don't worry, it wasn't that far up, so I wouldn't have died if I fell. Probably would have hit my head pretty hard. Kind of wish I did, it would be a good excuse for some things. Eventually a neighbor saw me there and went to get my mom and they helped me down. She was pissed about my pants too.
Also another time my brother hit me with a candle stick because he wanted to be like the game Clue.
*decides to forgo telling the story about getting her head stuck in the banister during a Christmas party*
Well... I'm a really clumsy person anyway, but one of the funniest incidents was back when I lived in DC. I was on my way home from an interview that went surprisingly well and along the way, I spotted a guy that I thought was utterly sexy. Mind you, it was the dead of winter so the streets and sidewalks were extremely icy. But I didn't care, y'know?
As I was walking past him, I tried to give him that sultry look-type thing, you know the come hither one? Totally didn't see that patch of ice in front of me...and the next thing I knew, skidded forward a few inches, straight into a light pole.
And he was totally watching. >.< So I tried to play it off and walked away as fast as I could. Yeah it's funny now, but it wasn't cute at the time. :(
Tell the bannister one!
Welllllllllllll....
I was seven(teen) at the time, and playing peekaboo with one of the younger kids at a family Christmas party, right? I was sitting on the stairs and the kid was just beyond it, and I had my face against the bars because I was making silly faces.
She thought it'd be a laugh if she grabbed my hair and pulled. I kept saying 'Ow, ow, let go, let go...', and to lessen the pull I was moving my head forward. She finally let go and I tried to pull my head back....only...I couldn't. >.<
The kid was laughing, which got the adults attention and soon everyone knew I was stuck in the banister. But did anyone help me? Nooooooo. They laughed and took a polaroid. And they still haven't let me live it down yet.
I only laugh when others get hurt. :cool: