What is the most stupid thing you ever did?
 

We all have to laugh at ourselves for stupid things we have done. Do any of you have any of those stories?

A few years ago I stopped by my Sisters house to visit her. As I pulled up to her house, I found my nephew, who was about ten at the time, out front with a couple of his buddies. The boys were throwing a golfball at the sidewalk and seeing how high it would bounce. My nephew, trying to impress his friends, asked me to throw the golfball as hard as I could to see how high it would go. So I wanted to make it really good. I took the golfball, took a couple stutter steps, jumped up in the air and whipped the golfball as hard as I could as I came down. The golfball hit a chunk of gravel on the sidewalk, came back at mach 5 and drilled me in the sack. What happened next is kind of a blur, so stick with me. I hit the sidewalk groaning in pain, laying on my side and rocking in the fetal position. As the boys looked on in amazement, my nephew said, "Jesus Uncle Troy what did you do that for?", as if I did it on purpose. I was sore for 3 or 4 days!

:eek: Man, that hurts just to READ it!

Holy $&*t !!......ummmmm....did ya hit the high notes??...hahaha:eek:

I can't believe you had the..............guts...... to post that story:D I laughed out loud when I read it, then showed it to the rest of the guys in the shop. You made our day Jonesy. Thanks!

Erm I was killing a chicken snake in the hen house when I was about 12 and didn't think about what was on the other side of a plywood wall. #6 Pellets from a 20 guage shotgun don't stop for 1/4 inch plywood lemme tell ya. Besides killing the snake I also drilled two chicken feeders with mason jar tops, a large gravity feed waterer, and gave one hen a limp. Dang good thing it all actually belonged to me, my parents weren't real danged happy anyway but at least it was MY pocket it was comming out of. I thought long and hard about ANY shot I made after that.

Well either that was the stupidest thing I ever did or the time I was about 16 and was useing a can of B12 chemtool out of my truck to light brush on fire (mini flame thrower :D ) My grandfather informed me that the flame could run back up in the can and blow me up (In less polite words) so in a fit of anger I tossed the can into a large pile of brush that was on fire. We sat behind the truck for a few minutes before I got tired of waiting for it to go off, pulled out the old 20 guage and drilled it from about 25 yards. Well needless to say the fireball was impressive, that part of the hayfield grows better now anyway, and by some act of the good Lord Almighty nobody got hurt.

Then again maybe it was the time that I. . . . . erm nevermind. :D

GoodOlBoy

*cringes*


OUCH!



I have nothing to compare to that level of pain. My worst prolly was when I sprinted full speed into a brick wall. Luckily, I was just starting my sprint into the house, so I was stopped easily.


The worst wall encounter was in a gym. Me and my buddy were playing my brother in a little football. I went on a fly pattern and caught the ball in full speed, trying to beat the coverage of my brother. I didnt even have enough time to turn my head when *bam* I nailed the wall and dropped.

Married my 1st Wife !:p :p :p

Maz......I think your first wife and my first wife bowl together.

I was home from college. I had saved up enuff cash for a new bike. I bought a 2 yearold GSX-R suzuki. Fast, sleek gorgeous. Well, I came home from work one saturday and ran in the house to take a shower. After my washing, my father,Cyclops Sr., informed me that a few of his die-hard Harley friends were on their way over and it would be smart to remove my "hiroshima-****" from the driveway.
I didnt bother getting dressed per-se, I just doned a pair of shorts and hopped on the bike. Sitting sidesaddle, bare-foot shirtless, I fires up 1100 cc'c of raw power and rocked it forward off the stand. I rode it down the hill into the back yard and turned into the shed where I parked my machine.

Unbeknownst to me, Cyclops Sr. had been doing gardening that morning. He is also widely known for leaving his rake with the tines pointed up. I was doing 20mph-ish when the front wheel hit the rake. I didnt really"see" the rake as much as I heard it. Its an airy "whooshhh" as the handle approaches the sound barrier.
Bright flash of light....ears ringging.
When I came to, I was laying on the still running( and in gear) motorcycle, hot engine case, spinning chain and sprockets.Fairing blown into 6 pieces, broken knuckles and nose.
Ya know, he actually had the gumption to ask me why I threw the rake at the swimmingpool!!!
Cy

I pulled the car into the garage and forgot to pull the emergency brake. Turns out I left it in neutral too. As I was untying my shoes it rolled backwards down the driveway. My kid is yelling at me and tugging at my pant leg. "Dad! Dad!" he says pointing at the car. I turned around and it was on its way rolling out the garage.

The really stupid part came when I grabbed onto the front bumper as if I had the strength to slow it down or stop it. It was headed towards the neighbors car. Finally using my brain, I ran to the drivers side window and turned the wheel to avoid hitting the car.

I find I listen more to my kids when they scream now.

stupid things
 

Married a woman with no guns no fishing gear and no boat.

We may be able to form a league!
 

No Boat, No Guns, No fishing gear, lived in a big city and liked shopping malls without a Cabelas.

What was I thinking! :confused:

I found a Daisy BB gun by the side of the road in a then-rural area of Orange County. Being about 8 or 9, and knowing that no sane person would lose or throw away a perfectly good, working BB gun, I dropped a little rock down the barrel and cocked the gun. Yep - I place my finger over the muzzle and shot it. The pain was intense.

I have, hopefully, gotten smarter in the 40 years since then.

I married my 2nd now 2nd exwife!!!!!!!!!!
 

Not going to try for three.

Married the last witch in Salem.