?QuestionMark? Posted August 24, 2011 Report Share Posted August 24, 2011 I was talking to my friend about stupid and funny ways we've got hurt and thought it'd be fun for the forum to share their stories. One of them happened when I was 8 or 9. I was riding a bike to the store when it was dark out. I got on the sidewalk and decided to cut through a giant parking lot that during the day served as a flea market of sorts. Around the perimeter of this lot where these poles about 10 feet apart connected by a steel cable. That served as the fence so that cars couldn't in and out. But at night I couldn't see the cables, so I'm pedling as fast as I can and reach what I think is an opening to exit the lot and CRACK! I clothesline my self on the cable, fall flat on my back, my bike shoots out from underneath me and crashes into a parked car. I stayed on the ground for a while, my head is sore, the cable left a huge bruise across the side of my face, and my bike left a huge dent in the car. Plus there were some kids across the street that started laughing. So not only was it painful but embarassing. Funny now, not so much back when it happened. Another time when I was 7 we had just moved to a new house but the previous owners had left a mess, like bricks on the front porch. One day I was playing baseball with my friend in the front yard. I even had a helmet on for this pretend game. Anyways, I hit the ball and it hit one of the windows of the house. So my mom comes out of the house mad telling me to stop playing or go to the backyard. I say ok but tell my friend to throw me one more pitch. Meanwhile, my mom is bending down move some bricks on the porch that someone had thrown on one of her plants. So my friend pitches, I hit it, but accidently hit in the direction where my mom is at it just misses her and hits the metal door making a sound that probably pushed my mom over the edge. I know that I messed up so I'm running towards my mom apologizing. But my mom is so PISSED and she takes the brick that was in her hand and throws it and CRACK! Hits me in the head as I'm running towards her. I remember flailing my arms as I fell backwards and starting to cry. Then she's worried too because the brick cracked the helmet. Today, I'm pretty sure they call that child abuse. Anyways, I didn't even go to the hospital to check if I had a concussion, I was just bribed with Pizza Hut to stop crying. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Make It Naaaashty Posted August 24, 2011 Report Share Posted August 24, 2011 Jumped over a neighbors fence to get a ball I threw over. Accidentally got my arm caught on top of the fence which ripped a huge chunk of skin. Had to get stitches that night lol. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Universe Posted August 24, 2011 Report Share Posted August 24, 2011 In high school we use to battle on lunch with vinager and other hings to make us smell like shit for the rest of the day and got sprayed in the eye by OTRs most famous asian and now I have less than 50% vision in my left eye. Also put a knife in my belt and stubbed my toe resulting in bending over and the knife going into my leg. The best one is when I was working in grade seven for a nurserry, we had to ride in the back of dump trucks to get to the feilds and one day when we got back, I hoped over the edge and someone held onto my foot and I dropped like seven feet onto my back and now its [expletive]ed. I wasn't the smartest teenager. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fish7718 Posted August 24, 2011 Report Share Posted August 24, 2011 When I was around 8-10 my brother had a cool bike that I thought I was baller when I rode it. So one day I woke up and rode it to my friends house. It was way to big for me at the time my feet hardly could reach the peddles. I could step on by climb on a peddle onto the seat. I rode it over to my buddies house and when I got there I was going down some long steps, they are far apart and easy to go down, its like a 6 inch drop after 10-20 ft of sidewalk, not even really steps. Anyway I started going down and it's kinda down hill so I was picking up speed, I got scarred so I didn't stop at friends house I just kept going and eventually I ended up running into a fence at the bottom of the hill and face planting into the fence. I was alright but pretty freaked out Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
reno Posted August 25, 2011 Report Share Posted August 25, 2011 I was riding my bicycle on the street while staring at this one girl and I crashed into a parked car. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
trutrojan8 Posted August 25, 2011 Report Share Posted August 25, 2011 I was riding my bicycle on the street while staring at this one girl and I crashed into a parked car.Was it ECN? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Warren2ThaG Posted August 25, 2011 Report Share Posted August 25, 2011 Was it ECN? a gay guy, he always wants me to bang him hard n shit on AIM. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jammin Posted August 25, 2011 Report Share Posted August 25, 2011 In high school we use to battle on lunch with vinager and other hings to make us smell like shit for the rest of the day and got sprayed in the eye by OTRs most famous asian and now I have less than 50% vision in my left eye. Also put a knife in my belt and stubbed my toe resulting in bending over and the knife going into my leg. The best one is when I was working in grade seven for a nurserry, we had to ride in the back of dump trucks to get to the feilds and one day when we got back, I hoped over the edge and someone held onto my foot and I dropped like seven feet onto my back and now its [expletive]ed. I wasn't the smartest teenager.1) Everyone took part in the windex fights. Vinegar is the least harmful of all the stuff we sprayed in our fights. Windex, CLR, Swiffer Wet Jets etc were all worse. 2) You were pretending to be a pirate. 3) Just teenage years? 4) love u. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dr. Feelgood Posted August 25, 2011 Report Share Posted August 25, 2011 When I was about...8-9 years old (maybe younger), I bet my friend he couldn't hit the tree with the baseball by hitting it with a bat...I got in the way and he cracked me in the head, right above my eye, I had to get stitches and I've still got the scar on my eyebrow. Again, when I was around 8-9 years old, was running in the house, about to go outside to play, tripped on my shoelace and hit my forehead on a tack that was in the wall...still have the scar on my head. When I was like...6-7 years old, my older cousin and I were playing power rangers at our parents friend's house, they had a bunch of chopped logs and wood in their backyard. So naturally, like boys do, we play on them. Well, my thumb was under one of the logs and my cousin jumped on it (without knowing my hand was there), crushed my thumb and eventually the nail fell off. My thumb nail now grows slower and looks different from the other nails. Though, it was sort of a blessing in disguise as it always helped me remember which hand was my right hand growing up...the [expletive]ed up hand. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Smitty Posted August 25, 2011 Report Share Posted August 25, 2011 Was out sledding on this hill. And like the dumbass I am, I went down the wrong side of the hill, completely forgetting there's a log there(it was buried in snow) so I hit the log, I get catapulted off the sled instantly and I land on my ass hard on the icy bike trail below. My ass was sore for like a week(and I know how wrong that sounds but it was lol) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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