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Post by Princess Clara Owns on Apr 22, 2006 23:39:57 GMT -5
Lol. Ya, whenever I go to an amusment park with someone they always try to get me to do stuff like that now. Sometimes I do. But that was the only time I puked. You should've seen them at Disney. Challenge after Dare after Bet!
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Post by lorelei on Apr 22, 2006 23:43:37 GMT -5
Let's see I broke my arm roller skating, my right arm too - but I got out of doing schoolwork for awhile there. I sprained my ankle falling down the stairs, this was in Vermont. Goddamn hills and crutches - that SUCKED. I broke one of the crutches on my way to class. So, I just sat right down on the hill and had a smoke. Fuck going to class, it wasn't in the stars.
NEVER broke anything skiing! *knock wood*
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Post by Princess Clara Owns on Apr 22, 2006 23:50:54 GMT -5
I was the champ of broken arms. I broke my arm 3 times before I had even hit the double digits. I was a little dull back then. One was from falling down stairs (GENIOUS move), The second was from trying to stand on top of a Basketball (WHOA! I'm on a roll, look out Einstein!) The third one was from some moron kicking me as he went down the slide and I was standing at the bottom. But I get another A+ Genious rating for standing at the bottom of the busiest slide in the place.
Way to go Jr. !
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Post by lorelei on Apr 23, 2006 18:02:15 GMT -5
Wow that sucks!! Did you break the same arm three times?? Ouch!
I only broke my wrist once, but it was a nasty compound fracture - I won't go into detail though, it's kinda graphic.
I came down with pneumonia that very same year, had just recovered, then I broke my wrist. Not a good year. If you've never had it YOU DON'T WANT IT...even if it meant missing school. Pneumonia sucks.
I'm wondering if I should put a famous Pennsic story here...um...let's put it this way, if you go camping and you have to use those stupid porta Johns, have a flashlight with you at all times, and don't drink too much. (yeah right)
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Post by Princess Clara Owns on Apr 23, 2006 21:41:24 GMT -5
Ich... Pneumonia...
But no, actually I broke my right arm twice, and my left once. And I've broken my collerbone a couple times... Not very fun...
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Post by Ling-Ling's Twin on Apr 23, 2006 21:45:13 GMT -5
Damn man this is another worse moment one time I was running on my sparned leg thinking it was bether and I felt this buring spot and when I lookrd down my foot was facing the on the left side and I relized I was walking on my ankle kind of like a zombie.
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Post by lorelei on Apr 23, 2006 21:48:15 GMT -5
Ouch! Owie owie owie!!
(wringing hands)
That sucks!
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Post by Ling-Ling's Twin on Apr 23, 2006 21:57:03 GMT -5
When I relized that I scremed and that's funny because I did'nt screamed because it hurted even no it did I screamed because I looked like a zombie but now I'm fine.
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Post by lingmaster on Apr 24, 2006 17:37:26 GMT -5
We were practicing Square Danicing at Gym and we were doing a song. We got confused at one part and lost trak so we just did some stuff not knowing what we were supposed to do.
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Post by lorelei on Apr 26, 2006 18:03:09 GMT -5
The night before I got my wisdom teeth pulled, I watched the Exorcist. I was already in the hospital, had to spent the night there before because my surgery was scheduled for 6am. I was only 14, and still going out of my way to watch every single horror flick that came one. So there I was in my hospital bed, watching this for the first time, and my roommate was up for watching it too. Surgery went okay, it took longer than expected, and my face was quite swollen and deformed, so I had to wear a stupid ice bonnet. After enough time had passed for the anesthesia to wear off, I hobbled out of bed and looked in the mirror. Big mistake.
“Oh my God!! I look like Regan!!!!”
AND my roommate agreed with me. The whole experience sucked. On top of being so fugly, I couldn’t eat anything for three weeks.
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Post by lorelei on Apr 26, 2006 21:36:40 GMT -5
Oh...this was a dumbass move. This happened recently. I went to a party St. Pats weekend and there were LOTS of people there I hadn’t seen in months, years, and so I was content to sit in a corner near the bar and catch up with old friends, and proceeded to drink three or four vodka & tonics. I had forgotten to eat dinner, so that stuff went RIGHT to my head.
After awhile I stood up to move to another part of the room, slipped on a slick tile where someone spilled some water - it didn’t help I was wearing heels either – and I fell and WHAM, I whacked my head on the counter. Hard enough to black out, but it was only for a few seconds. Scared everyone in the room though! I was okay, no hangover the next day, just a nice lump.
“Look Eddie! STARS!”
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Post by Princess Clara Owns on Apr 26, 2006 21:44:56 GMT -5
Lol! Wanna hear a funny story? Okay, one time me and some friends decided we were going on a camping/airsoft trip, and we were gonna take my friend's boat out to this little island that noone ever goes on. Anyways, everything went as planned, until we all wound up having WAY to much to drink. We wound up grabbing our airsoft guns, and taking the boat out to the middle of the lake, more or less piss drunk. Anyway, I was doing something (Cant remember what) and I slipped and fell, right into the water. Thank god I didn't have my gun in my hand. My friend wasn't so lucky. He laughed at me as I tried to swim back to the boat drunk (HARD to do!) and fell in himself, WITH his gun. Ouch. There goes 300 bucks.
And then to finish the night, they threw us a rope and towed us back to shore. SO kind of them, eh?
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Post by lorelei on Apr 26, 2006 22:17:02 GMT -5
300 bucks, ouch is right! But that sounds like some good times!!
Maybe there should make a thread for pranks - I've got a worst moment story for my friend, who fell victim to one of our many pranks. We met him at Pennsic (our medieval camping event) and he was always in our camp. It seemed the more we picked on him, the more he kept coming back to visit. Well, we designed a sort of Scavenger Hunt for him, the Quest for the Spamalope (long story in itself) he had to go to 8 different camps, drink whatever they gave him and figure out some riddles and do some silly tricks. By the time he was finished he was so drunk he was walking into trees, so we spilled him into an extra tent we had set up, where he passed out. We then glued fur to his palms and the bottoms of his feet. Oh and he had to get up early the next day, armor up and fight - he's a Knight & Viscount in the SCA and has responsibilties. He DID get up in time, and before he left wrote us a little note praising the prank. And then he asked us if could camp with us the next year. Silly man.
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Post by Princess Clara Owns on Apr 26, 2006 22:21:24 GMT -5
LOL! Watch out, I smell payback.....
Not a bad idea though, you can make a prank thread if you so desire. I have lots of stories.
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Post by lorelei on Apr 26, 2006 22:32:18 GMT -5
Oh, we're still waiting for that pay-back. This happened 8 eight years ago, I have yet to see anything...but he's a total goofball, and likes to ham up all kinds of things, maybe that's his payback.
He fed me a good line though - we had a storm and I had nearly a foot of water run through my tent. As I was pulling out the rugs, clothes and whatnot to dry, very pissed off the while, he saw how bad it was and said "Damn, girl, that's a butt-load of suck!"
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