Come and share stories of....[injuries]

LightningCountX · Post by **LightningCountX** » Fri Oct 17, 2003 11:15 pm

another memory...

When i was in 6th grade(i was a little asshole then...)me and my friends decided to go to the parking complex's down the block of our apartments, and climb onto the roof's. The parking complex was next to the park, and we picked up rocks and threw them at people(it was kinda fun

)and we hit this guy riding a bike...this guy was PISSED and he got off his bike, and climbed on the roof...We were like OH SHIT RUNNNN!!!! and we ran to the edge of the roof...now, on the edge of the roof, there is a 12 foot drop to a lower level of the complex to escape this dude...We all jumped off, and continued running while the biker guy shakes his fist in the air yelling FUCKING KIDS!!!! We were walking, and my friend Dean(strong friend from first story)said MATT, OMG LOOK AT YOUR HAND...I looked down, and it was SOAKED in blood. I was like OH SHIT, and i turned around and saw a whole trail of blood comming from that biker dude to me...Aparently when I jumped down my finger got caught on a sharp part of the fence and torn thru my left middle finger. My friends walked me home and my mom said WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED, and i lied and told her we were playing over by where they were doing contruction, and fell and cut my hand open on glass...well, that sucked, and i got a scar to remind me of that...

Arigatomina · Post by **Arigatomina** » Fri Oct 17, 2003 11:18 pm

When I was little (no idea how old really), I was playing with an empty can. I mean a food can, like soup or something - the sort you open with those jagged handheld can-openers. Let's just say I had both hands in the can, and when I got them out I had a 2 inch cut on both wrists. As far as I can remember, my mom wrapped some towels around them - no stitches/hospital visit (we were poor). But I have some long, thick scars on my wrists now. If they were an inch to the left (left hand) and right (right hand), I'd either be dead or get accused of attempting suicide as a kid. Either way, I got some indepth questions about those scars when I was thinking of joining the military a few years back. Like I don't know how to slit my wrists properly.

When I was 2 I fell down (not really sure where or how) and shattered all my upper front teeth. I had none until I was seven years old and the adult teeth grew in. Know what I think? I think my dad hit me and broke them - I seriously doubt I could have fallen that hard at 2.

Mr Pilkington · Post by **Mr Pilkington** » Sat Oct 18, 2003 12:03 am

Well, it’s not that bad of an injury, more like really embarrassing. But the other day at work I was ringing out one of those PS2 bundles. Well you know the paper wrapping on the outside? I had apparently moved my hand just wrong so that it gave me one hell of a paper-cut. And (as expected) I dropped the ps2, sending the serration back the other direction and into yon finger just shy of the bone. At first I didn’t’ realize what had happened all I knew is I had paper cut and testosterone set in and saying, “don’t flinch you wussy.” But when the customer screamed I looked down to find the paper portion impaled into my finger far enough that I had to forcefully pull the box off said wound. That was a fun afternoon, but I got the day off with pay!

(never mind the whole hospital thing.

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My favorite though is the time I decided it was smart to hit 40mph on a bicycle with flat tires on the biggest hill in town. Coincidentally also ends at the steepest curve in town, followed by a creek with the sharpest rocks in town. Long story short at the bottom of said curve I leant the bike over (obviously not thinking) to make the curve and it sent the bike on its side scurrying for the creek. The next thing I remember is my friend Josh standing over me going, “dood, that was the funniest thing I think I have ever seen!” Yeah, good friend.

At which point he helped me to my feet and I brushed myself off, bleeding profusely, head all-but split open, many bones cracked but not broken, deciding it was time to walk the bike.

Farlo · Post by **Farlo** » Sat Oct 18, 2003 12:25 am

Mr Pilkington wrote:My favorite though is the time I decided it was smart to hit 40mph on a bicycle with flat tires on the biggest hill in town. Coincidentally also ends at the steepest curve in town, followed by a creek with the sharpest rocks in town. Long story short at the bottom of said curve I leant the bike over (obviously not thinking) to make the curve and it sent the bike on its side scurrying for the creek. The next thing I remember is my friend Josh standing over me going, ?dood, that was the funniest thing I think I have ever seen!? Yeah, good friend. At which point he helped me to my feet and I brushed myself off, bleeding profusely, head all-but split open, many bones cracked but not broken, deciding it was time to walk the bike.

Propyro · Post by **Propyro** » Sat Oct 18, 2003 3:25 pm

ahh injuries ...

lets see there was the time i was up north on an ATV going about 30 km/h and i got hit in the eye by a june bug and vered off the trail crashed through a rotting birch tree and into a solid oak .. thank fully i was jumping on the brakes from teh time i got hit so i was probably only going 15 when i hit the oak tree ... either way i came off teh seat and found myself lying across teh front of the atv.

There was that time in grade 11 when my friend threw a kiwi at me and hit me in the eye. The fucker threw a fast ball at me and burst somethignin my sinus, i was blind for about 5 minuites and after that it took abotu an hour for be to be able to open my left eye.

Then about a month later that same friend went balsitic on me with a stick ... i had a lot of nice puffy red whip marks across my thighs ... no real explination as to why he did it ... but he was sorry.

one time when i was a kid i ran out my back door to join a water fight, tripped and hit the corner of a concret flower pot. Very nice bloody mess.

There was another time in my grade 5 summer i was running form some people on my bike and i fell off my bike and teh guy behind me had no brakes so he ran right over me. I had a nice gash in the inside of my right knee, still have a faint scar from it eight years later.

i'm not even going to bother with school ... i have 5 years of 12 ppl vs me experiences i could talk about ... all of them ended similarily ... and one of them ended with me being burried alive ...

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Gaikotsu · Post by **Gaikotsu** » Sat Oct 18, 2003 3:36 pm

Propyro wrote: i'm not even going to bother with school ... i have 5 years of 12 ppl vs me experiences i could talk about ... all of them ended similarily ... and one of them ended with me being burried alive ...

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Ah, but you later arose from that grave to exact your revenge by feasting on their living brains. . . right? Otherwise that really sucks.

I had several similar run-ins with large groups of angry people during my school years. Although when I got to high school, people seemed to be afraid of me for some reason, so those 4 years weren't too bad.

Propyro · Post by **Propyro** » Sat Oct 18, 2003 4:54 pm

response to Gaikotsu's post.

this all happened between the grades of 1 and 5 ... it ended in early grade 6.

but no ... i didn't do anything cool like that ... this is sorta what happened ...

flash back wrote: older kids (known as OK from here in) - Hey giovanni come to the sand box, we dug a hole so deep we can see the devil!

me - omg thats so cool i wanna spit on him ...

*note, the sand box is hidden behind a big hill that conviently kept any one from seeing any of the flowing*

me - hey thats a big hole ... but it's nto that deep

*right now i'm looking at a hole about a foot and a half deep, 2 feet wide and baybe four feet long*

/12 kids grab me and throw me in the hole

ok - hey stop squirming!

/ i get kicked in the head and jsut about every other imaginable body part for about 3 minuties

/they bury me

/i wait and get out of my "grave"

i go to class now all full of sand and get sent to the office where i recive about a weeks worth of detention for bothering the other kids and getting so dirty.

i belive the burying alive thign happened when i was in grade 2. but there are many such instances where i got introuble for getting my ass kicked. For a while i was the fastest kid in my elementry school ... but only when i was scared shitless.

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El Banana · Post by **El Banana** » Sat Oct 18, 2003 5:07 pm

Propyro wrote: i belive the burying alive thign happened when i was in grade 2. but there are many such instances where i got introuble for getting my ass kicked. For a while i was the fastest kid in my elementry school ... but only when i was scared shitless.

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I never was that fast, but BOY I could climb.
Especially in the playground... whenever they thought they'd caught me... BAM!
I'd have jumped off onto another structure and onto the roof.

Gaikotsu · Post by **Gaikotsu** » Sat Oct 18, 2003 5:28 pm

Propyro: YOU got in trouble for that stuff? Man, that is just wrong. At the schools I went to, you really only got in trouble if you fought back, (hmm. . . sorta like in hockey).

Unfortunately, I was never really that fast at running or at climbing, so I pretty much had to sit there and take it. As an interesting side effect though, I've sorta built up a neigh-inhuman tolerance for pain. Maybe that's what freaked people out about me in high school.

Propyro · Post by **Propyro** » Sat Oct 18, 2003 5:35 pm

yes i got in trouble ... one time somone cut his fist on my teeth when he punched me in the face. He decided to go to the princapal and say i bit him ... yea he belived that shit ... i got in trouble ...

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