I thought I'd be cool and slide down a tree trunk, however a nail was protruding from it and took a 2x2 inch chunk of skin from just below my knee. it was in front of about 30 other kids(They weren't watching as such, but I kinda felt like i had scratched myself, but when I pulled up my trouser leg, i screamd and limped(Very quickly I might add) home! everyone thought i had landed on a stingy nettle and thought I was a wimp till they saw the gash when my mum took me to hospital, after which I am told, they started a search and rescue for my piece of skin. They never found it. The legend of the Skin lives on.

Oh, before that, when I was about 7, I was around my friends house(Tom Norman) and it was the day before my holiday, me and Tom climbed the log pile he had and walked along one that was sticking out in much the same way as a plank on a pirate ship. When I walked out onto it, the pile collapsed and I broke my elbow, and was in hospital for a week in traction, while in traction I fell out of the bed. Which would be pretty embarassing if it were the first time I'd fallen out of a hospital bed, but I'm afraid not that was the second. All good fun!

G.

well, lets see.....there have been so many....

i used to frame houses and lite commercial buildings when i first got out of the service, going to college at night,jan 1985, i was working on a commercial framing crew, building a 24 units apartment complex....three stories high, about 40 feet off the ground.....when you build wall sections, you build them laying on the ground, and then stand them up, and in order to nail the studs in place, yer kinda nailing from a sideways angle....well, im jammin' along popping these studs in place, i overstretched a bit, pop, shot a nail, and the recoil got away from me....it bounced back onto the top of my hand, and a quick rapid fire of three 16 penny nails went right thru the top of my hand, and pinned me to the board (im simplifying this, it was not that easy to explain)...i didnt let out a peep (framers are tough guys, dont wanna be a pussy) i calmly took out my wire dykes, clipped the heads off these three nails, and slid my hand off the bodies of the nails...needless to say, it hurt like a SOB...and swelled instantly to about twice the size it was supposed to be.....but thats not the dumb part, as s**t happens like that all the time....

im on the third floor mind you, and as i lifted my hand off the nails, i stepped backwards about two steps, and walked backwards right off the f**kin side of the building....i had half a chance to try and catch myself, and as im grabbing at the deck i was just on, the damn siding pulled right off in my hands, opened up the wall like a candy box, and down i went....hit the frozen ground like a ton of bricks, the damn siding smacked me in the chest, and i layed there flopping and twitching like a fish. f**ked me up pretty good....broke two vertebrae in my low back, broke my left wrist, which i had just shot with the nail gun, my right knee, my left ankle, and a mild concussion....three surgeries on my back, two on my left wrist, one on my knee, one on my ankle....spent 6 weeks in the hospital, and a year of physical therapy so i could walk right again.....

and remember kids, safety first...

now dont you guys feel good about knives and electricity?...

Doc "i hate building, tis why im a drafter" Brasso....

Attention, all of you who posted in this thread: You have just been pwizzlowneredaged by the Doc.

my level of stupid acts are to numerous and stupid to be consigned to written text, i could never consider insulting you with them..

take my word for it, i was young, and indestructible

excuse me if i sound like ageisms again, but why do kids ask these questions?

my son asks me to recite all my stupidity as a youth too, i am hounded incessantly till i relent, and in minutes have him rolling in the floor with laughter..

i concede ..heres one,

when i was about 12 or so, we were raising a bull calf, this calf was about 400 lbs. for fun we would hold onto its tail and slap it on the ass to make it run, to see how long we could hold on.. well you see, this calf had tail hair about a foot long, they got wrapped around my hand, and i couldn't turn loose.. i ran for hours it seemed.. funny now, but scary as hell then...