Aside from voluntarily sliding down a tall hill, amidst brush and
thistles, I have had no mishaps in my years of hiking and climbing, but
then I've never climbed a mountain. But then again again, there are no
mountains worth climbing in my area. D-man!
As far as snakes are concerned, I've been forced to kill a rattler my
brother provoked. Rocks and maintaining my distance, shouldn't
have done that, but I got out OK.
As far as stupid kids stuff, I've done a lot, here are the most tragic.
#1
I can't even remember when this happened, but I was allegedly
five. My mom was cleaning something using boiling hot
water. Being a stupid kid, I plunged my hand into it. To
this day I still have burn scars on my right hand, one a little bigger
than a dime, the other roughly the size of a nickel. Stupid kids.
#2
Playing Tarzan, as kids are prone to do, I missed a branch, falling
wrist-first onto a tree branch, breaking my left wrist. You'd be
surprised how hard those things are!
#3
We have a zip-line at my house, and I was using it. Suddenly I
had the bright idea of putting my finger in-between the wheel and rope
of the zip-line. My right index finger had a good deal of sking ripped
off, and I started screaming learned a lesson. Stupid kids.
Also change the texture of the dock. Docks are rarely tile. -Facepunch
As I Lay Dying