What's the dumbest thing you have ever done that involves injury? - Page 6

Pirc Defense · #51 09-19-2005, 02:23 PM

Had never ridden a motorcycle, but decided to give my friend's Yamaha 250 dirtbike a try. Last thing I remember before, I'm told, driving straight into said friend's house is, "you need to give it more gas."

Knocked me out cold, and my parents let me sleep it off. LOL. My brother always tells me that while I was in my unconscious stupor, I threw a book at him. I don't remember doing this.

My parents subsequently declined to let me have a motorcycle.

nothumb · #52 09-19-2005, 02:29 PM

Well, I kinda did this to myself.

Playing pickup football in 10th grade, I caught a screen pass out in the flat and broke towards the 'sideline.' This was a makeshift field and the sideline was a ditch full of pointy rocks. Pursuing me was a 220 pound end from the actual football team, and he caught me and I landed between him and a big pointy rock. Broke the largest bone in my body (fibia I think it's called - you know, your freakin thigh bone) right above the knee. My knee was so full of blood they initially thought it was an ACL.

Worst thing was I tried to walk it off and go to Chemistry class after lunch, and then the teacher didn't believe me when I said I thought my leg might be broken. I was wearing baggy pants but my knee looked like a bloody volleyball. She finally had the smallest kid in the class help me to the nurse's office, and of course the little bastard dropped me along the way.

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bosoxfan · #53 09-19-2005, 02:34 PM

When I was about 11 my freind and I had some bottle rockets and some sparklers. We decided we would wrap the sparkler around the stick of the bottle rocket so we could find it.

We poked the stick through a cup and I held it. He lit the sparkler and as he was going to light the bottle rocket. The stick caught on fire and broke. The sparkler fell on my hand stuck there.

I was waving my hand screaming but it wouldn't come off. 3rd degree burns. 20 years later I still have a scar.

miajag81 · #54 09-19-2005, 02:39 PM

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Broke the largest bone in my body (fibia I think it's called - you know, your freakin thigh bone)

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Femur. Ow.

#55 09-19-2005, 02:40 PM

When I was about 5 or 6 me and my brother would take turns pushing each other down the stairs in a hamper. We called it the roller coaster ride. Needles to say - hamper hits bottom step, top flies open, jadip flies out, head through window. Mom and Dad weren't too happy about that one.

pokerdirty · #56 09-19-2005, 02:43 PM

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Spring of my junior year in high school, right around the start of spring football practice. I was chattin' up The Girl With the Rack while negotiating a set of cafeteria stairs, and somehow managed to walk off the side. Fell, threw a leg out to catch myself - agony. Planted the other leg - agony. I'd found a way to pull the holy hell out of both sets of quadriceps muscles.

I sheepishly went and told the head coach about it, and his verdict was to "practice through it." Enter three months of agony. Re-injured myself practically every day. Fridays were the best, being the longest possible time before more practice; I spent most weekends laying on the couch, icing my legs. Needless to say I did not test out well that spring, and lost all hope of playing time. I still have scar tissue in my thigh muscles that occasionally comes loose and hurts like a mu'ahfugga. And I never scored with that girl. [img]/images/graemlins/frown.gif[/img]

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B+, because you looked like an ass in front of ms tits

pokerdirty · #57 09-19-2005, 02:45 PM

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when i was 5 i thought i could jump a curb on my little huffy. when i hit the curb i happened to be going at a fast enough speed that i flew over the handlebars. there was a lot of blood involved.

edit: also just remembered around the same age i was trying to jump down the stairs, hit only half a stair on one and fell the rest of the way down the stairs and happened to crash my head into a glass vase at the bottom of the stairs, breaking said vase and requiring stitches in my head.

thinking about this i must have really freaked my parents out when i was 5 and i'm not quite sure how i ever made it to 6.

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C+, only because you knew how to ride a bike when you were 5. Over the handlebars happens to everyone growing up.

pokerdirty · #58 09-19-2005, 02:47 PM

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Had never ridden a motorcycle, but decided to give my friend's Yamaha 250 dirtbike a try. Last thing I remember before, I'm told, driving straight into said friend's house is, "you need to give it more gas."

Knocked me out cold, and my parents let me sleep it off. LOL. My brother always tells me that while I was in my unconscious stupor, I threw a book at him. I don't remember doing this.

My parents subsequently declined to let me have a motorcycle.

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A- for effort
D for injuries.

jakethebake · #59 09-19-2005, 02:49 PM

When I was a kid, we went camping for a few days. The last morning a bunch of us were running around, and I ran through the campfire. I thought the campfire from the night before was out. It wasn't. It was pretty much still live coals with a thin layer of ash covering them. Burned the hell out of my foot. It hurt like hell but what really pissed me off was that I was a big Texas history buff. My parents had told me we could go to thr Alamo on my way home. We didn't get to because of my foot.

pokerdirty · #60 09-19-2005, 02:49 PM

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Well, I kinda did this to myself.

Playing pickup football in 10th grade, I caught a screen pass out in the flat and broke towards the 'sideline.' This was a makeshift field and the sideline was a ditch full of pointy rocks. Pursuing me was a 220 pound end from the actual football team, and he caught me and I landed between him and a big pointy rock. Broke the largest bone in my body (fibia I think it's called - you know, your freakin thigh bone) right above the knee. My knee was so full of blood they initially thought it was an ACL.

Worst thing was I tried to walk it off and go to Chemistry class after lunch, and then the teacher didn't believe me when I said I thought my leg might be broken. I was wearing baggy pants but my knee looked like a bloody volleyball. She finally had the smallest kid in the class help me to the nurse's office, and of course the little bastard dropped me along the way.

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