Topic: Dumb choices... we have all done them

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So I am currently in college as so many eaither are or have been, but that means we have also been in high school, and middle school and maybe you've been guilty of makeing some bad choices in eaither College, High school, or Middle school what were yours? and nothing overly creepy please! :)

UPDATE: if we can get one full page of honest replies to this thread I will share what my personal worst choice in life so far has been

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I sprayed myself in the balls with all natural citrus air freshner once... damn being under 13 yrs old was crazy.

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Told my step-father that I could eat the hot wings at a restaurant. He didn't believe me so much he went to the chef and paid him extra to add another drop of pure capsaicin to the sauce before having me eat them. I teared up and could not see for over 24 hours, but fuck him, I finished those fucking wings!

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1. I put mint toothpaste on my bits as a kid in thought it might make things fresher down there.

2. I thought rollerblading was a good idea. My front teeth disagree.

3. Buying an iphone. Fucking overheating sack of shit.

4. Punching my father. We now have punch wars. My arms are always sore.

5. Farting on my father. We now have fart wars.

6. Flinging a bag of shit at my neighbour because he's an asshole. I still don't regret doing that.

7. Signing up for FurAffinity.

8. Sometimes I regret signing up for e621 because the amount of horses I see on here terrifies me.

9. Going on 4chan. Ruined me completely.

10. I regret posting in this thread.

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I tried to date twins at the same time without either of them knowing in middle school. Yes, I was a player in middle school and it was the worst decision in my life so far

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I decided I am a furry... Do I really need to say more?

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Touching the underside of a wood planer while it was still spinning.
Glad it just left a small scar :P.

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Patchi said:
1. I put mint toothpaste on my bits as a kid in thought it might make things fresher down there.

Jesus christ fuck I actually can't stop laughing right now holy shit

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1. Jumping out a third floor window. Thought it would be fun, got hospitalised and had back issues ever since.

2. Sticking one of those lightbulbs into a wall socket at school. Thought it'd just shine brighter than a battery.

3. Throwing a stone through some 700 year old window when I was 10 or so. Not really any personal regret, but I do feel guilty for destroying an incredibly old one-of-a-kind thing.

4. Getting banned from FurAffinity. I don't care for it, but I'm now unable to destroy the remains of my account that I really don't want people to see.

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Ah, another one. Jumping from an 11th story balcony into a giant pile of snow. It wasn't just snow, it was also all the hard bits frozen over and scraped up from the streets. Sure, it reached up almost three stories itself, and it wasn't packed tightly, but damn did that hurt.

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In my inexperienced youth I stuck a dildo so far up my butt I had to go to the emergency room to get it removed. I went alone of course (no way I could ask my parents to drive me) and the bus only went so far.

There is no feeling quite so shameful as having to walk a mile and a half to the hospital for a doctor to stick his hand up your butt to remove a dildo, except perhaps having to walk the mile and a half back, in the middle of a bitter winter night, dildo in your backpack, still-lubed buttocks freezing and chafing at the same time. My butthole was loose from having the doctor's hand up there, and I had to consciously clench it the whole way, praying I could just make it home in one piece.

The dumb part is I did it all on purpose, to get out of an exam. I think I win the thread.



This story is entirely made up. It's all true.

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Wyvrn said:
In my inexperienced youth I stuck a dildo so far up my butt I had to go to the emergency room to get it removed. I went alone of course (no way I could ask my parents to drive me) and the bus only went so far.

There is no feeling quite so shameful as having to walk a mile and a half to the hospital for a doctor to stick his hand up your butt to remove a dildo, except perhaps having to walk the mile and a half back, in the middle of a bitter winter night, dildo in your backpack, still-lubed buttocks freezing and chafing at the same time. My butthole was loose from having the doctor's hand up there, and I had to consciously clench it the whole way, praying I could just make it home in one piece.

The dumb part is I did it all on purpose, to get out of an exam. I think I win the thread.



This story is entirely made up. It's all true.

Did you died?

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When I was 16, I snuck out and walked several miles to a girls house at 1 am in hopes of losing my virginity, ended up watching the Cosby show for an hour before we got busy, then I couldn't get a stiffy when the call to action came. In hopes of getting home before school, I borrowed her sisters frilly pink bike with streamers, still didn't make it before mom woke up. She was pretty pissed. After school, she had me ride the frilly pink bike with streamers back to the girls house to confront her drunkard redneck father, who was so mad, he was visibly shaking. Thought he would beat the shit out of me, but the universe finally decided to give me a break and he just told me to fuck off. Then my mom took me home.

A while later everybody found out about my "performance issues," that made for a fun high school experience. Didn't finally lose my virginity till 2 years and 1700 miles later in Texas.
I think the worst part of it is that the girl was 3 months pregnant. pls kill me
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Patchi said:
9. Going on 4chan. Ruined me completely.

Also this. The worst part is you can't leave.

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I really like how this site makes me think sometimes....

The following came to my mind:

1. Telling my crush how i feel.
Ruined a great friendship.

2. Telling my parents how i feel.
They somehow think im suicidal, which is totally not the case. Still they annoy me because of that sometimes.

3. Drinking from my sick friends bottle of lemonade.
Probably the worst. I haven't been sick for like 6 or 7 years and then it hit me so hard i got some antibiotics and i was allergic to those, wich resulted in really heavy itchiness all over my body, expecially in the nether regions.

But it's really interesting to know what other people consider dumb choices compared to mine :)

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Regrets. Uhhh... Well, I've generally tried to avoid a regretful life. There's deep existential regrets about the direction of my life but those aren't interesting to read about, and also things that are so trivial it's more a wonder that I remember them at all. Letssee...

When I was like 6 or something I was at a grown-up party and asked some random guy if he was into big tits because I thought it was how grown-ups talked. I kept asking too.

I also spent a good chunk of my time in secondary school (or highschool for you yanks) trying to convince people I had a mental illness because I was a huge emo. I still see this trend going on with other kids sometimes and I kinda want to smack them and tell them there's nothing cool about schizophrenia.

I guess I also regret not coming out of the closet sooner. I was already super unpopular in school and coming out as gay wouldn't have made my situation any worse!

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I think I win the thread.

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nope pretty sure mine is worse but gotta get one page of replies to here it ;P

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thatoneclarinetist said:
nope pretty sure mine is worse but gotta get one page of replies to here it ;P

Is it that you misspelled the word 'hear'? :D
F'real though, why the competition? It's inevitable you'd *eventually* get that many responses. Do you just want to get it off your chest?

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It's not my worst, it's not even bad, but it's one I'll share with you :P

In high school, we had a substitute teacher. An older guy who liked to talk about his time in Vietnam (never knew if he was legit, but it seemed to be), but he was well past his prime and everyone knew it. So, while we are waiting for him to write down the class assignment on the board, and wait for him to read out the text (the entire time his back was to us or looking down), we were throwing paper airplanes and wadded-up balls at each other.

I spent the entire time making the perfect airplane. Took me a few tries, because I hadn't really made airplanes since elementary, but I got it. Right as a I finished, the sub turns to us and says 'if I see one more paper airplane, I'm throwing you out'. Well, I'm not one to let perfection go to waste, not to mention that I have a large pile of evidence sitting on my desk. So, with his back turned, I let it fly.

It goes up, over, around; a perfect loop. Then it lands, smoothly, two desks to my right. Perfect landing. The guy there, Wes I think his name was, only had time to look down at his desk at the sudden airplane that showed up, then back up to see the teacher scowling at him. He points to the door, and tells Wes to get out.

The hardest part was not laughing my ass right off.

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In middle school I stole some girls clothes when she was showering and hid them in a locked locker, she had to go to the gym teacher and ask her to unlock the locker, but the between the locker rooms and the gym was one of the busiest hallways in the school. So that was evil...and I genuinely feel bad about that.
First day snowboarding and I felt like I could do this, straight from the bunny hills I went to some black diamond hidden trail and tried to do a backflip, and went all the way down, I miraculously only broke both my wrists, this was a pretty steep drop of like 300 feet before becoming more flat, and I tumbled down a majority of the way before I could stop myself.

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elad said:
Is it that you misspelled the word 'hear'? :D
F'real though, why the competition? It's inevitable you'd *eventually* get that many responses. Do you just want to get it off your chest?

Working up the courage by others sharing? Sounds legit.

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I'm really disappointed at myself that I can't recall any dumb incidents that happened to me because of a choice I directly made, I have many dumb things caused by being absent minded, like sticking knifes or other sharp tools in my hands or slashing my hand from one end to the other, or hugging a tree after spacing out while biking, but never by a conscious choice.

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elad said:
Is it that you misspelled the word 'hear'? :D
F'real though, why the competition? It's inevitable you'd *eventually* get that many responses. Do you just want to get it off your chest?

What you don't want to hear the backstory of my _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

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DasaDevil said:
My biggest mistake was watching my little pony


now i cant stop



help

jHoEiLnP uUsS

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I'm generally pretty responsible when it comes to just day-to-day things.

I'm a fucking moron when it comes to drugs. I've tried mesc, PCP, DMT, LSD, and shrooms. Every one of them (with the exception of mesc) was a clusterfuck. Almost stabbed myself with a plastic knife when I did PCP, and tore a flap of skin off the underside of my arm on DMT.

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SirAntagonist said:
I'm generally pretty responsible when it comes to just day-to-day things.

I'm a fucking moron when it comes to drugs. I've tried mesc, PCP, DMT, LSD, and shrooms. Every one of them (with the exception of mesc) was a clusterfuck. Almost stabbed myself with a plastic knife when I did PCP, and tore a flap of skin off the underside of my arm on DMT.

Oh... when I was little, my big brother broke my poptart and I cried...
Oh, also, in class one day, (a breakfast cart hand out breakfast there btw) a apple tart fell on the floor and i still ate it... i was in 7th grade sadly...
Also, i failed kindergarten :\
My life sucks...

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AKBAR_THE_CORNCOB said:
Oh... when I was little, my big brother broke my poptart and I cried...
Oh, also, in class one day, (a breakfast cart hand out breakfast there btw) a apple tart fell on the floor and i still ate it... i was in 7th grade sadly...
And one thing that turned my life upside down, was when my girlfriend sexually teased me and i moved... i still masterbate twice a day, every day, sometimes 3-4 times...
Also, i failed kindergarten :\

I'd rather we kept this topic less....identifying of personal habits that others do not want to know

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DasaDevil said:
My biggest mistake was watching my little pony

now i cant stop

help

And this is why to this day I have never seen one episode.

As for dumb mistakes, I went to close a window, threw the curtain aside, saw and object sitting on the inside of the curtain go flying, catch the object, object is a cactus, spill the dirt everywhere and pluck out the needles later, I hate that cactus

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DasaDevil said:
My biggest mistake was watching my little pony

now i cant stop

help

You're fucked.

R.I.P Dasa.

Never 4get

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Alright one full page! time for mine ok so I was in high school senior year, I was 19 and me and my boyfriend were attending a gay pride parade, just for free shit LOL but anyway my boyfreind has his left nostril pierced (just a little stud) and I wanted a pierceing to, cause i'm a sucker for pierceings... so we went to were my boyfreind got his and the place (cause of the parade) was giving free tattos, and pierceings, so I said "the riskyer, naughtyer the better" and I was in a zone and eventually it lead to the choice... I decided to get a... AHEM! "cock pierceing" a ring to be exact and to this day I still have it and my parents don't even know about it to this day...

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Rainbow_Dash said:
I'd rather we kept this topic less....identifying of personal habits that others do not want to know

Ehhhhhh yeahhh... im gonna edit that...

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AmericanExistence said:
I've tried to commit suicide 5 times.
I've failed at suicide 5 times.

nooo, don't try it!! It's dagerous! You could kill yourself and die and be dead :/

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I told my mom to kiss my ass. Yeah, I fucked up. I also had an open can of Coca-Cola next to the old laptop and knocked the can over. Yeah, you can probably guess what happened.

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thatoneclarinetist said:
Alright one full page! time for mine ok so I was in high school senior year, I was 19 and me and my boyfriend were attending a gay pride parade, just for free shit LOL but anyway my boyfreind has his left nostril pierced (just a little stud) and I wanted a pierceing to, cause i'm a sucker for pierceings... so we went to were my boyfreind got his and the place (cause of the parade) was giving free tattos, and pierceings, so I said "the riskyer, naughtyer the better" and I was in a zone and eventually it lead to the choice... I decided to get a... AHEM! "cock pierceing" a ring to be exact and to this day I still have it and my parents don't even know about it to this day...

I got an apadravya piercing a couple years ago, worst part was no jerking it for a couple weeks. I wouldn't feel embarrassed about it, especially if your man is into that sort of thing.

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Alright, so far, the most recent dumb choice I've done is google what the hell an apadravya is. And I gotta say that I regret it because I felt something in between my legs >_<

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Spess_Muhreen said:
I got an apadravya piercing a couple years ago, worst part was no jerking it for a couple weeks. I wouldn't feel embarrassed about it, especially if your man is into that sort of thing.

Xch3l said:
Alright, so far, the most recent dumb choice I've done is google what the hell an apadravya is. And I gotta say that I regret it because I felt something in between my legs >_<

to clear up I have a ring not bead

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thatoneclarinetist said:
to clear up I have a ring not bead

I feel like I'd constantly be afraid of my piss stream splitting in half. Unless it's a frenulum piercing?

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Spess_Muhreen said:
I feel like I'd constantly be afraid of my piss stream splitting in half. Unless it's a frenulum piercing?

its not, and I take it out and hold it to stop it splitting which is uncommon but it can happen i'm off to bed

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thatoneclarinetist said:
its not, and I take it out and hold it to stop it splitting which is uncommon but it can happen i'm off to bed

You aught to try a barbell, much easier to deal with. Goodnight man.

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AmericanExistence said:
I've tried to commit suicide 5 times.
I've failed at suicide 5 times.

You're supposed to use a plastic bag to suffocate yourself, not a paper bag! Amature mistake! :P

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Patchi said:
And suddenly this thread turned 2 creepy 4 me

agreed....

FatherOfGray said:
You're supposed to use a plastic bag to suffocate yourself, not a paper bag! Amature mistake! :P

And I am out...

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elad said:
Regrets. Uhhh... Well, I've generally tried to avoid a regretful life. There's deep existential regrets about the direction of my life but those aren't interesting to read about, and also things that are so trivial it's more a wonder that I remember them at all.

I'm kind of that way, but I also use my mistakes as learning experiences, make them into who I am, and remind myself that many mistakes were natural if not inevitable given my wisdom and experience when I made them. And some other rationalizations to get past guilt, shame, depression, and so on.

Regardless, I still typed this post, and I don't want to delete it. So here's me Sorry if TL;DR boring:

1. Eating candy off the floor at a grocery store when I was 6. It was there before we arrived :).

2. Jumping off the top of the "jungle gym" (i.e., a 2-3 story play structure) in elementary school to see what would happen. I couldn't really feel one leg for the rest of the day, and I wobbled for about three days. Now I think of it as "testing my mortality." Later on, I asked one of the tough kids (but not a bully) to punch me in the arm as hard as he could when he was mad. It took some coercion before he really put his strength into. Numb for a day, again. Much safer.

3. The absent-minded fuckup and probably the longest 2-5 minutes of my life... when I was changing gym clothes and took off more than usual without noticing. Still embarrassed. I'm not certain about this next part because I really want to forget the whole affair, but the incident may have been prolonged by all the other boys watching me and a few other (three?) voluntary homo-erotic flashings from some others. I don't know... the two events did happen, and they make for a better story happening together.

4. I bit someone in Grade 5. I don't know why. Unchecked aggression? He had Herpes... I'm ok, though.

5. Literally jumping for joy (entertaining the animals, lol), slipping on my landing, and gashing my palm on the metal corner of a sturdy chest. Curiously, the tissue that I covered my wound with at the hospital had dried and attached to some loose hand fat. Waited 8 hours to be seen, by the way. Around 10 years later, I was washing some 20-30 year old glass cups, broke one, and cut my other palm. Symmetry.

6. Grade 4 was a good year for me. Lots of stuff happened. Established a group of friends for the next 5~9 years. Our group also met a transfer student who instructed us how to enact various scenarios "like our favorite digimon" or something. You know, Wargaymon and Gayrurumon. LOL. A true furry at such a tender age. God bless. Lol! A supervising adult rushed out to stop us after a few minutes, principle's office, parents, blah blah. He transferred away before middle school. I really didn't figure out specifically what was wrong or why it was wrong until years later.

7. I've decided against revealing specific details. I don't want to get in trouble or go to jail over something I did many years ago as a minor. The most unilaterally reviled fetish, then? I never perpetrated or advocated it and have since quit. It was tremendously difficult to work through the self-imposed shame.

8. Fast forward several years and I'm playing in a national team tournament for a lesser known collectible card game (CCG). And we won. For our prize, we got to design a promotional, tournament-legal card that we had the sole rights to circulate. I handled most of the correspondence and effect tweaking with the game's lead designer. I never wanted to bring up the "business" of asking my friend to sign his consent form when he was over. I'm still not sure what I was afraid of or why I procrastinated over that. Completely irrational.

Eventually, he signed it, and I mailed our forms to the company, late of course. A month goes by and I'm asked why I still haven't sent our forms. I believe they actually got lost in the mail. I never answered, my activity dropped to zero, so I burned that bridge hard... Years later, I just want to see the card, but I'm pretty sure it was either destroyed or never printed.

9. Going to university the first time. Just that. Completely derailed me for over a year. When I graduated high school, I had qualified for an "Advanced Early Scholarship," the second highest amount offered to local high school students for purely academic achievement. Not enough to get me through a full year, but a decent amount. Anyways, I had to apply fast to retain the scholarship. As demonstrated by my past, I had no idea what I was doing. Sure, I was smart enough to understand the material, but not responsible enough to do the work. And the pressure got to me.

Nowadays, I'm far too inactive and conscientious to deal with the unexpected consequences of recklessness. The dumb choices these days amount to wasting my potential.

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123easy said:
Meth?

Probably something to do with animals.

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Patchi said:
Probably something to do with animals.

I was thinking necrophilia

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I once filled the whole bathtub with oil.
It was a mess!
Cleaning up everything was nearly impossible and it kind of ruined the plumbing and it's probably illegal to dump many liters of oil in the drain.

When I was a paramedic and took a shit at the stations toilet I had creamy sticky shit but they had only normal toilet paper and no moist tissues. That's when I put my disinfectant on the toilet paper to make it moist and wiped my ass.
I was lying on the floor for a few minutes with a burning asshole.

On a ball I groped an unrelated girl and she told me she would cut off my hand if I'd ever do that again. That's when I learned I am not cut out to be a molester or rapist, I can't deal with the animosity coming from victims and mind you raping sure must be fun for the offender.

At work I used the toilet suction cup and pulled a huge chunk of wall... out of the wall. Nobody knows it was me.

Another story from the workplace: When writing test code I use the variable names: baby, fuck, rape, ass, dildo and other like that.
After a while test code can turn to production code and I forget to change the variable names...
I once gave my boss a huge vba macro containing all those variable names. Luckily he didn't see them or pretended not to see them.

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123easy said:
Meth?

Patchi said:
Probably something to do with animals.

Seven_Twenty said:
I was thinking necrophilia

e621.net

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Spess_Muhreen said:
You aught to try a barbell, much easier to deal with. Goodnight man.

Nah... I think i'm content with my prince albert pierceing :)

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thatoneclarinetist said:
Nah... I think i'm content with my prince albert pierceing :)

I used to have quite alot of piercings around my body. It was awkward taking them out in front of some random dude when I joined the Army.

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@DasaDevil: Yea... I was still in my senior year of high school and my marching band was slated to march in parade season in the spring and my piercing got snaged in my marching band uniform and I had to have my friend Darren who was in our drumline to help unsnag me but I would have gotten my BF to help but I couldn't find him and I was starting to cry from the pain of it pulling on me to the point of going to my band director but almost in tears from wangdoodle pain LAWL XDD

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thatoneclarinetist said:
@DasaDevil: Yea... I was still in my senior year of high school and my marching band was slated to march in parade season in the spring and my piercing got snaged in my marching band uniform and I had to have my friend Darren who was in our drumline to help unsnag me but I would have gotten my BF to help but I couldn't find him and I was starting to cry from the pain of it pulling on me to the point of going to my band director but almost in tears from wangdoodle pain LAWL XDD

>wangdoodle

sigh.

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Patchi said:
>wangdoodle

sigh.

It's better than "boinkstick."

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I want to punch all of you sometimes.

Only because I love you.

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Patchi said:
I want to punch all of you sometimes.

Only because I love you.

yeah THATS WHY...

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Der_Traubenfuchs said:
I once filled the whole bathtub with oil.
It was a mess!
Cleaning up everything was nearly impossible and it kind of ruined the plumbing and it's probably illegal to dump many liters of oil in the drain.

When I was a paramedic and took a shit at the stations toilet I had creamy sticky shit but they had only normal toilet paper and no moist tissues. That's when I put my disinfectant on the toilet paper to make it moist and wiped my ass.
I was lying on the floor for a few minutes with a burning asshole.

On a ball I groped an unrelated girl and she told me she would cut off my hand if I'd ever do that again. That's when I learned I am not cut out to be a molester or rapist, I can't deal with the animosity coming from victims and mind you raping sure must be fun for the offender.

At work I used the toilet suction cup and pulled a huge chunk of wall... out of the wall. Nobody knows it was me.

Another story from the workplace: When writing test code I use the variable names: baby, fuck, rape, ass, dildo and other like that.
After a while test code can turn to production code and I forget to change the variable names...
I once gave my boss a huge vba macro containing all those variable names. Luckily he didn't see them or pretended not to see them.

Dude literally everything you do is a bad idea...
What about those vitamins you took, did you died?

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Moon_Moon said:
What about those vitamins you took, did you died?

Don't let the specter fool you. He dead all the way.

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Moon_Moon said:
What about those vitamins you took, did you died?

he is dieded

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Xch3l said:
nooo, don't try it!! It's dagerous! You could kill yourself and die and be dead :/

*sigh* you disappoint me... I wanted to die.

Srsly?

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Wyvrn said:
I am lived.

Phew, that was an close one.

I'm tired so I'll only list one that I can remember offhand.

My friend during my 6-7 years (pretty much only friend) Trevor, got a radio flyer wagon. His home had a driveway that was abnormally long and steep, so naturally it was an ideal candidate for the flyer. He set up some hockey cones and other shit that I had to try to steer through. I'm at the top of the driveway with him holding the wagon until I said go. Bright day, but not too bright to overwhelm my eyes. Turns out that didn't matter.

I do the countdown and on 1 we both shout "GO!" I pick up speed much faster than anticipated, only managing to slalom through two cones, before I started fishtailing; turns out I wasn't a sick wagon drifter :(

I surprisingly make it to the end of the driveway, but crashed into a parked minivan which caused me to topple over. I fucking laughed harder than he did, even through the pain in my chest, heh. Luckily I only hit the bumper and it didn't even dent or scratch, not to mention the alarm didn't go off. He didn't even take a go after seeing my display.

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DudeManGuy said:
I'm tired so I'll only list one that I can remember offhand.

My friend during my 6-7 years (pretty much only friend) Trevor, got a radio flyer wagon. His home had a driveway that was abnormally long and steep, so naturally it was an ideal candidate for the flyer. He set up some hockey cones and other shit that I had to try to steer through. I'm at the top of the driveway with him holding the wagon until I said go. Bright day, but not too bright to overwhelm my eyes. Turns out that didn't matter.

I do the countdown and on 1 we both shout "GO!" I pick up speed much faster than anticipated, only managing to slalom through two cones, before I started fishtailing; turns out I wasn't a sick wagon drifter :(

I surprisingly make it to the end of the driveway, but crashed into a parked minivan which caused me to topple over. I fucking laughed harder than he did, even through the pain in my chest, heh. Luckily I only hit the bumper and it didn't even dent or scratch, not to mention the alarm didn't go off. He didn't even take a go after seeing my display.

1. Laughing at ^this harder than I should have.

2. Studying music at university instead of a 'real' subject

3. Started smoking at 22 when I should have known better

4. Snorted ketamine... on two separate occasions (I should have learnt from the first time that shit's nasty)

5. Finally starting to loiter around the furry fandom after years of trying to convince myself I'm not a furfag, though I admit you do encounter some... interesting people

6. Refusing to learn from mistakes

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I watched a lot of cartoons in a row, the old Bugs and Daffy cartoons. I decided to see what'd happen if I were to step on a rake. It went through my foot.

I decided to ride my rolling power-gate for some reason. It crushed my hand.

I spooked a horse. It kicked me in the face.

I played around with a nail gun. I shot myself in the hand.

I decided to spin my scooter by the handle for some reason. It hit me in the head, I've had have memory loss and personality issues ever since.

I shot a cinderblock with a .45 FMJ. Hot lead and concrete hurt when they go into your flesh.

I fell onto a piece of rebar. It went through my thigh, narrowly missing my femoral artery.

I threw a rock at a wasp nest. Advice: Don't do that.

I was playing on a treadmill when I was a child. My foot got caught under it, and partially skinned my foot - No visible scars

I was chopping down Texas sunflowers with a machete. Barefoot. No missing toes, oddly enough.

I trusted my enemy from school, and handed him scissors when he asked for them. He yanked them away, slicing my hand open and cutting off my fingerprints on four fingers. They were reattached without problem.

I got drunk when I was a child. And fell into a cactus pit.

I accidentally stepped into a fireant mound.

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