jojo man Posted March 23, 2008 Share Posted March 23, 2008 Okay I need a few laughs, so I'm going to ask everyone: What is the dumbest thing you've ever done? To get the ball rolling, I'll go first. Now where to start :dry: , there are so many...ahh yes, it would probably be the time I got my head caught in a ceiling fan :wallbash: . What about you? o_O Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chesto Posted March 23, 2008 Share Posted March 23, 2008 A neighbour of mine established a wild boar sanctuary. Surrounded it with electric cattle fencing. Was out with the family for a walk in the woods and we came across it for the first time. While the rest were oohing and aahing over the little wild piggies, I decided to test the voltage- or was it wattage- of the fence. With my finger. It was quite strong. But never being satisfied with first impressions... I tested it again. Same result. Self on arse in the mud. Always happy to add to the family's archive of humourous moments. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Marcus Wolfe Posted March 23, 2008 Share Posted March 23, 2008 Now where do I begin? This is a conversation I had with one of my friends: If there are 3 roosters in a barn, how many legs do they have? 6 How many wings do they have? 6 How many heads do they have? 3 If there are 3 cats in a barn, how many hairs do they have? I don't know. You seems to know a lot more abouts cocks than you do about pussies! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sephiroth52 Posted March 25, 2008 Share Posted March 25, 2008 Probably when I jumped my bike off of the "King and Queen" jumps (5ft+ ramp) in the local woods and made out with an oak tree. lol Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shalheira Posted March 25, 2008 Share Posted March 25, 2008 Huuum... Let me think... Oh, I remember! I was alone in house and I wanted to watch a movie. It was "Beowulf and Grendel". I went to kitchen for pick up some salty popcorn. Few minutes after, I had a TERRIBLE thirst. Another time I stopped the film and I filled a glass with a coke and ice cubes. I sat on the sofa and I thought, where is the dvd control? I looked for the dvd control ALL the evening long. Very angry, I watched the film on my laptop.Three days after, when my mother was putting some meat in the freezer she found a strange thing between the ice cubes and the freezed lasangna. I guess that you know the answer... YES! It was the dvd control. Nowadays, this control works yet. :wallbash: :wallbash: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MRG Posted March 26, 2008 Share Posted March 26, 2008 A neighbour of mine established a wild boar sanctuary. Surrounded it with electric cattle fencing. Was out with the family for a walk in the woods and we came across it for the first time. While the rest were oohing and aahing over the little wild piggies, I decided to test the voltage- or was it wattage- of the fence. With my finger. It was quite strong. But never being satisfied with first impressions... I tested it again. Same result. Self on arse in the mud. Always happy to add to the family's archive of humourous moments. LMAO! I did something like that once, except it was to test a light socket. See, I didn't believe that the light bulb was bad & well, lets just say it was & leave it at that. Probably when I jumped my bike off of the "King and Queen" jumps (5ft+ ramp) in the local woods and made out with an oak tree. lol Haven't we all done that as kids? I mean come on, who hasn't jumped off a home made bike ramp & ended up in the bushes? :biggrin: When I was a sophmore in High School, I was riding my bike to a friends house, when I got this great idea to start singing a song by Stevie Wonder. So like he does when he sings, I started bobbing my head from side to side. Then I got an even better idea which was to close my eyes as I sang. I rode my bike into a parked car.... With the driver staring at me through the windshield... However, the brightest moment of my 33 years of life, was when I was 10 & living in Lake Tahoe. It was the middle of the winter & so we had a fire blazing. Only our fireplace was one of them old Cast Iron jobs that you can also cook on. I had just gotten out of the shower & thought it would be a wise idea to dry off in front of the stove. Well I didn't do what my dad was always telling me to do & that was to pay attention. So there I was in my birthday suit with my backside to the stove/fireplace. The next thing I new, I smelled something funny & then I let out a shriek that would have curled your hair & shattered crystal had we had any. In comes my dad thinking I was dying, only to find me running around screaming, holding my butt. I ran outside & sat in the snow, as my dad was cracking up, having realized what I had done. Yep, I had sat on the stove & that funny smell was the top layer of my butt cheek sizzling on the stove. I couldn't sit down for over a week @ when I did, I leaned over, so as to not put pressure on my "Tender Area" I had a scare for several years after that. Not that I..um.. looked or anything. This type of Stovehttp://www.sz-wholesale.com/uploadFiles/cast%20iron%20stove_509.jpg -MRG Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
freddycashmercury Posted March 26, 2008 Share Posted March 26, 2008 Yeah, I've got a woodstove like that at my house. I've touched it once or twice. Eh, I haven't done anything REALLY stupid, to be honest. I do, however, respond to words obviously not meant for me. Like, when I walk through a door, and someone says thank you. Even though I didn't hold the door, I respond, "You're welcome!" Until, of course, I realize I didn't actually do anything. I also respond to questions in strane ways. For example, "What are you doing?" I just respond, "Yes." I dunno why. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jigue Posted March 26, 2008 Share Posted March 26, 2008 Well, just this past summer I was playing Marco Polo with my brother and a friend. Anyway, I was "it," and made the grave mistake of not keeping one hand out in front of me to make sure I didn't run into the wall of the pool. I ended up swimming - at full speed - right into one of the ladders at the deep end. My forehead bled for a few minutes, and I had a dent in it the size of my thumb for the next week. One would think I would have learned my lesson. I didn't. The very next day (night actually, we always went to the pool at night because there were less people), we once again played Marco Polo. Believing the previous incident to be a fluke, I once again swam at full speed without making sure there wasn't anything in front of me first. I whacked my head on the wall again, though that time it didn't bleed. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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