About a six months ago, me and my friends were on this retreat in the mountains (it was required to make my Confirmation, which I still haven't made yet).
We were climbing this trail at 3 AM (we were suposed to be asleep, but screw that). We actually got pretty far along it, so much in fact, that we got to the other side of the mountain. We were about 3 hours away from camp, but we needed to be back there by 4:30 AM, for morning services.
Have you ever run down a mountain before? It's a rush. As luck would have it, we're doing fine, until we got to this steep incline that separates the trail from the place they hold morning services. ALL of us run down it, but it was way too steep, so we fell. Try to imaging about 6 guys, running down a hill, which turns to rolling down the hill because you cant control your speed, straight into a priest that was giving out communion.
Thankfully, none of us broke anything, however, we broke the priest's arm >_<
one time i hurt myself having sex. Enough said... i won't go into detail. You probably wouldn't want to know anyway.
Anyways, in fourth grade, I was opening a can of Chef Boyardee for an older friend of mine, and the sharp edge of the can caught on my pinky, and left a small but deep gash. Bled and hurt like fucking HELL. I had a huge gaus pad wrapped around my pinky for a while afterwards. I still have the scar, very very visible in close proximity to my pinky (one foot/less).
uhhh...when i was like in 6th grade, we played this game on a hammick, where two people, went on the ends and swung it as hard as they could, while one sat in the midlle, and would jump off, getting hurled, and would land on your feet like 20 feet away....well we got good at it, but me like a dumbass, waited to jump off while the hammick was at its highest point, (not while it was in the middle part...when its safe to jump off) so i jumped off, and got swung straight up in the air...i could see the top of their porch which was about 8 feet high, so i was atleas 12 feet yp their, then landed on the ground, while all my friends were in shock of jow good my jump was, i layed in full pain, and looked at my arm, which was bent inward.
another time, i played nutball....its just not a good game to play....yea thought id try it out like a week ago, even though i was the strongest and threw the hardest, they had better accuracy.
Heh. Nutball. I thought my group of friends were the only ones who'd ever played that. The sad thing is we had rules and regulations and held a tournament once.
Originally posted by MixMasterLar
Naruto Vs Math Class. That has got to be the funniest choice you'll ever make in your life dude.
this didnt happen to me but my friend was playin ffr and i had a stapler on his arm he tried to smak it away but her hit it on the top and he stapled into his arm, pretty funny
One time, my friend threw his old bike, which was missing the chain, into the pool. I hoped on it trying to do some totally extreme tricks. I hit my heel on the spoke. Some other kids wanted to try it, so I got off it and went swimming. Ten minutes later my heel still hurt. I got out of the pool to check it out and there was a 1/2 gash gushing blood on my heel. I still have the scar. Everytime I picture it I cringe.
I was skateboarding with this fat kid (no fun going alone) when he came up in front of the bush i was gonna ollie, I ollied, then I ran into his fat-ass and scraped mine on a pointy as f.uck branch. I socked him then rubbed my ass a little.
You take some sort of ball and then have two people square off against each other. They sit across from each other with their legs open and you aim to hit each other's...well...nuts.
We had knockouts and other rules to make sure we weren't scarred for life. It's something we started years ago and is not something we play too often.
Originally posted by MixMasterLar
Naruto Vs Math Class. That has got to be the funniest choice you'll ever make in your life dude.
Okay, this may sound too fictional to be true but it's as true as my latest trip to the bathroom...
I was 10,and I was helping build a skateboard ramp...or was it a Lemonade stand?...Oh well anyway I had a hammer in my hand and was putting on a side piece of the ramp. I was hammering hard and fast because I really had to pizz, but I did it so hard the hammer bounced off of the side and...well... it got stuck in the back of my head. So I instinctively... woah big word... took it out, walked home, showed my mom, cried my a$$ off, the I went to the hospital. I got three staples in my head and that was it.
If you don't beleive me, I don't care because I know it happend and I'm damn proud. Now if you don't mind I'm gonna go ride my tricycle.
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