when i was 6-7, i jumped off a trampoline, landed on a rock and severed a vein in my forehead, had to go to the hospitol and lost about 3 cups worth of blood, ive been getting occasional nosebleeds since then but it got cauterized about 2 weeks ago.
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when i was 6-7, i jumped off a trampoline, landed on a rock and severed a vein in my forehead, had to go to the hospitol and lost about 3 cups worth of blood, ive been getting occasional nosebleeds since then but it got cauterized about 2 weeks ago.
cage-almost got caught pooping in public in canada
LOL how what when where why?
[quote=cage-]almost got caught pooping in public in canada[/quote]
LOL how what when where why?
LOL how what when where why?
I used to live in El Salvador before moving to Canada about 8 years ago. When I was 12 I was doing a school group project but one of the people in the group had forgotten his printed research stuff (we were preparing a presentation, this was 8 years ago USB sticks weren't popular or cheap back then over there) so we decided to walk to his house which was 15mins away if we took this shortcut through a public park instead of going around it. While we were walking there he used his cellphone to say that he was gonna be there soon and a gangster apparently saw that. Not using a Nokia 1100 or something equal is usually enough to get it mugged sometimes even killed regardless of if you actually hand it, especially if it's an easy target like two 12 year old kids. We noticed two people with gangster tattoos following us as we were walking out of the park and just started running. They chased us for about 3 blocks and one of the two people following us actually took out a gun before giving up. Exercising regularly really helped out and I guess the adrenaline helped too it was fucking scary. I never walked anywhere that far away after that and always had someone drive me places instead, buses are just as bad if not worse than walking like that.
I used to live in El Salvador before moving to Canada about 8 years ago. When I was 12 I was doing a school group project but one of the people in the group had forgotten his printed research stuff (we were preparing a presentation, this was 8 years ago USB sticks weren't popular or cheap back then over there) so we decided to walk to his house which was 15mins away if we took this shortcut through a public park instead of going around it. While we were walking there he used his cellphone to say that he was gonna be there soon and a gangster apparently saw that. Not using a Nokia 1100 or something equal is usually enough to get it mugged sometimes even killed regardless of if you actually hand it, especially if it's an easy target like two 12 year old kids. We noticed two people with gangster tattoos following us as we were walking out of the park and just started running. They chased us for about 3 blocks and one of the two people following us actually took out a gun before giving up. Exercising regularly really helped out and I guess the adrenaline helped too it was fucking scary. I never walked anywhere that far away after that and always had someone drive me places instead, buses are just as bad if not worse than walking like that.
When I was about 10 years old I was sitting on a bench that was in the middle of our backyard(we had a pretty back yard) and my dad was mowing the lawn and it launched a rock at me and hit me in the temple. I didn't know what had happened at first I just was sitting and then blackness and I woke up on the ground a few seconds later. Not really a dangerous situation I suppose but to this day it freaks me out how easily it could have been a way bigger deal.
When I was about 10 years old I was sitting on a bench that was in the middle of our backyard(we had a pretty back yard) and my dad was mowing the lawn and it launched a rock at me and hit me in the temple. I didn't know what had happened at first I just was sitting and then blackness and I woke up on the ground a few seconds later. Not really a dangerous situation I suppose but to this day it freaks me out how easily it could have been a way bigger deal.
knife pulled on me.
baseball bat pulled on me.
might not sound like much, but it's hard to take it lightly when some fuck raises a dangerous weapon on you.
ain't like in da movies, dawg!
also almost died because my inflamed appendix had burst open, and the infection spread to everything inside my abdomen.
hadn't eaten for 7 days, but my belly was huge because of all the pus inside.
i kept throwing up, despite not having eaten for so long.
had to be cut open so they could remove all the pus, and then stitch everything up.
left me with a 15 cm scar, right through my bellybutton. rip :(
but what's worse is the scars inside my abdomen, rather than the one on my stomach. (scar-tissue had sort of welded parts together with other parts, during the healing process.)
surgeon had told me i wouldn't have lasted another day!
and in case you wonder why it got so far; my parents didn't take me seriously when i told them my stomach was hurting. chumps!
knife pulled on me.
baseball bat pulled on me.
might not sound like much, but it's hard to take it lightly when some fuck raises a dangerous weapon on you.
ain't like in da movies, dawg!
also almost died because my inflamed appendix had burst open, and the infection spread to everything inside my abdomen.
hadn't eaten for 7 days, but my belly was huge because of all the pus inside.
i kept throwing up, despite not having eaten for so long.
had to be cut open so they could remove all the pus, and then stitch everything up.
left me with a 15 cm scar, right through my bellybutton. rip :(
but what's worse is the scars inside my abdomen, rather than the one on my stomach. (scar-tissue had sort of welded parts together with other parts, during the healing process.)
surgeon had told me i wouldn't have lasted another day!
and in case you wonder why it got so far; my parents didn't take me seriously when i told them my stomach was hurting. chumps!
baseball bat pulled on me.
might not sound like much, but it's hard to take it lightly when some fuck raises a dangerous weapon on you.
ain't like in da movies, dawg!
also almost died because my inflamed appendix had burst open, and the infection spread to everything inside my abdomen.
hadn't eaten for 7 days, but my belly was huge because of all the pus inside.
i kept throwing up, despite not having eaten for so long.
had to be cut open so they could remove all the pus, and then stitch everything up.
left me with a 15 cm scar, right through my bellybutton. rip :(
but what's worse is the scars inside my abdomen, rather than the one on my stomach. (scar-tissue had sort of welded parts together with other parts, during the healing process.)
surgeon had told me i wouldn't have lasted another day!
and in case you wonder why it got so far; my parents didn't take me seriously when i told them my stomach was hurting. chumps!
was walking to a supermarket on a friday night. passing by the train station which was close to the supermarket.
there were 2 guys from a dodgy neighbourhood (wearing said neighbourhoods jumpers). one of them said to me as i passed by in a muffled voice due to the cigarette in his mouth "do you want to live?". I misheard him, as nobody should really expect to hear that or have anyone just suddenly ask them a question on the street. I heard "do you want a lift?" and I said kindly "no thanks, im good" to which he responded angrily "you fuckin' smartass kid, im gonna fuckin' stab you." the guy he was with pulled him back from lunging at me and i just kept walking.
As a child i had split my head open twice. once by slipping and hitting the sharp corner of a wall forehead first.
I still have the scar too.
was walking to a supermarket on a friday night. passing by the train station which was close to the supermarket.
there were 2 guys from a dodgy neighbourhood (wearing said neighbourhoods jumpers). one of them said to me as i passed by in a muffled voice due to the cigarette in his mouth "do you want to live?". I misheard him, as nobody should really expect to hear that or have anyone just suddenly ask them a question on the street. I heard "do you want a lift?" and I said kindly "no thanks, im good" to which he responded angrily "you fuckin' smartass kid, im gonna fuckin' stab you." the guy he was with pulled him back from lunging at me and i just kept walking.
As a child i had split my head open twice. once by slipping and hitting the sharp corner of a wall forehead first.
I still have the scar too.
there were 2 guys from a dodgy neighbourhood (wearing said neighbourhoods jumpers). one of them said to me as i passed by in a muffled voice due to the cigarette in his mouth "do you want to live?". I misheard him, as nobody should really expect to hear that or have anyone just suddenly ask them a question on the street. I heard "do you want a lift?" and I said kindly "no thanks, im good" to which he responded angrily "you fuckin' smartass kid, im gonna fuckin' stab you." the guy he was with pulled him back from lunging at me and i just kept walking.
As a child i had split my head open twice. once by slipping and hitting the sharp corner of a wall forehead first.
I still have the scar too.
A few years ago I got my feet tangled up in my rug and ended up falling forwards into my bedroom window. Both my hands went straight through but somehow I avoided going any further. On my left hand I got a few tiny cuts, but my right wrist got a massive cut, it severed lots of tendons, an artery and a nerve. I bled a lot and had to have surgery to clean the glass out of my arm and reset the tendons and nerve (something like that anyway, can't remember exactly). To this day I hold my right pinky weirdly and have altered sensation in that and my fourth finger, it took a lot of rehab to get it back even this far, I basically had to relearn how to use half that hand. For a long time lifting anything heavy was difficult, so much of your grip strength comes from those two fingers.
On a less life threatening note about five years ago I was playing soccer and just extended my leg to reach the ball, and then fell over because something in my leg/hip region just snapped. I couldn't move the leg, apparently the muscle tore right off the bone. I was at home using crutches for like a month, then a few days after I went back to school I decided it was a good idea to run for the bus, tore the bloody muscle again. I was lying by the side of the road for about twenty minutes pretty much unable to move, then the stonemason next to the bus stop came out and saw me and looked after me until my ride arrived. Nice guy, I never ended up going back to thank him.
I missed out on the obligatory car crash, the rest of my family were in one but I was at home. Thankfully none of them were hurt, the (new) car was written off though.
A few years ago I got my feet tangled up in my rug and ended up falling forwards into my bedroom window. Both my hands went straight through but somehow I avoided going any further. On my left hand I got a few tiny cuts, but my right wrist got a massive cut, it severed lots of tendons, an artery and a nerve. I bled a lot and had to have surgery to clean the glass out of my arm and reset the tendons and nerve (something like that anyway, can't remember exactly). To this day I hold my right pinky weirdly and have altered sensation in that and my fourth finger, it took a lot of rehab to get it back even this far, I basically had to relearn how to use half that hand. For a long time lifting anything heavy was difficult, so much of your grip strength comes from those two fingers.
On a less life threatening note about five years ago I was playing soccer and just extended my leg to reach the ball, and then fell over because something in my leg/hip region just snapped. I couldn't move the leg, apparently the muscle tore right off the bone. I was at home using crutches for like a month, then a few days after I went back to school I decided it was a good idea to run for the bus, tore the bloody muscle again. I was lying by the side of the road for about twenty minutes pretty much unable to move, then the stonemason next to the bus stop came out and saw me and looked after me until my ride arrived. Nice guy, I never ended up going back to thank him.
I missed out on the obligatory car crash, the rest of my family were in one but I was at home. Thankfully none of them were hurt, the (new) car was written off though.
On a less life threatening note about five years ago I was playing soccer and just extended my leg to reach the ball, and then fell over because something in my leg/hip region just snapped. I couldn't move the leg, apparently the muscle tore right off the bone. I was at home using crutches for like a month, then a few days after I went back to school I decided it was a good idea to run for the bus, tore the bloody muscle again. I was lying by the side of the road for about twenty minutes pretty much unable to move, then the stonemason next to the bus stop came out and saw me and looked after me until my ride arrived. Nice guy, I never ended up going back to thank him.
I missed out on the obligatory car crash, the rest of my family were in one but I was at home. Thankfully none of them were hurt, the (new) car was written off though.
runescape_boy_420cage-almost got caught pooping in public in canadaLOL how what when where why?
I was 16, and staying at my aunts. It was my first time drinking so I was drunk off like 2 beers. Then my cousin and I were hanging around under a road bridge in the drainage ditch when a bike cop rode by on the path that went under the bridge. I was pooping for some reason.
[quote=runescape_boy_420][quote=cage-]almost got caught pooping in public in canada[/quote]
LOL how what when where why?[/quote]
I was 16, and staying at my aunts. It was my first time drinking so I was drunk off like 2 beers. Then my cousin and I were hanging around under a road bridge in the drainage ditch when a bike cop rode by on the path that went under the bridge. I was pooping for some reason.
LOL how what when where why?[/quote]
I was 16, and staying at my aunts. It was my first time drinking so I was drunk off like 2 beers. Then my cousin and I were hanging around under a road bridge in the drainage ditch when a bike cop rode by on the path that went under the bridge. I was pooping for some reason.
joetf2i almost played runescape once
everyone is gonna play it atleast once in their life, maybe you should play it now :^)
also i remembered another dangerous situation i was in, in 2011 or so when i still had gamefly (that thing where you get to deliver games to ur house thru mail) my very first day of getting my first game i was so excited that i ran to the table where my mom put the envelope with my new game which happened to be soul calibur 4 or some shit at the time. unfortunately for me, i have a couch right near my table and i hit my foot so hard i literally could not walk on it for like a week
another one was when i was like 7 or something, i was so sick to the point where i hallucinated that a giant bear that looked like ursa from dota 2 was chasing me and apparently during this time my parents said that i also kept mumbling in my sleep that i was whispering "my juice is spilling" and i had to be taken to a hospital for my extreme fever
[quote=joetf2]i almost played runescape once[/quote] everyone is gonna play it atleast once in their life, maybe you should play it now :^)
also i remembered another dangerous situation i was in, in 2011 or so when i still had gamefly (that thing where you get to deliver games to ur house thru mail) my very first day of getting my first game i was so excited that i ran to the table where my mom put the envelope with my new game which happened to be soul calibur 4 or some shit at the time. unfortunately for me, i have a couch right near my table and i hit my foot so hard i literally could not walk on it for like a week
another one was when i was like 7 or something, i was so sick to the point where i hallucinated that a giant bear that looked like [url=http://www.dota2wallpapers.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/DotA-2-Ursa-Warrior-Wallpaper.jpg]ursa from dota 2[/url] was chasing me and apparently during this time my parents said that i also kept mumbling in my sleep that i was whispering "my juice is spilling" and i had to be taken to a hospital for my extreme fever
also i remembered another dangerous situation i was in, in 2011 or so when i still had gamefly (that thing where you get to deliver games to ur house thru mail) my very first day of getting my first game i was so excited that i ran to the table where my mom put the envelope with my new game which happened to be soul calibur 4 or some shit at the time. unfortunately for me, i have a couch right near my table and i hit my foot so hard i literally could not walk on it for like a week
another one was when i was like 7 or something, i was so sick to the point where i hallucinated that a giant bear that looked like [url=http://www.dota2wallpapers.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/DotA-2-Ursa-Warrior-Wallpaper.jpg]ursa from dota 2[/url] was chasing me and apparently during this time my parents said that i also kept mumbling in my sleep that i was whispering "my juice is spilling" and i had to be taken to a hospital for my extreme fever
so i was walking to my gym with one of those tiny sports bags on my back cuz i swim, and like 100 meters away from the gym these two 14-yr old looking fags (im 17/1,80m tall sry idk US measurements) told me to hand them my shit, so i told them I didn't have anything besides swim trunk in my bag and one of them (the one that was furthest away (about 3 meters)) that was "on the lookout" pulls off his knife and starts coming towards me so i just peaced the fuck out and ran as fast as I could past the gym not to hint i come there regularly or something, until i realized they werent running after me.
i did tell them i had swim trunk in my bag though, which makes it pretty obvious where I was headed. Always rode my bike to my gym from then on, this was like 2 months ago
so i was walking to my gym with one of those tiny sports bags on my back cuz i swim, and like 100 meters away from the gym these two 14-yr old looking fags (im 17/1,80m tall sry idk US measurements) told me to hand them my shit, so i told them I didn't have anything besides swim trunk in my bag and one of them (the one that was furthest away (about 3 meters)) that was "on the lookout" pulls off his knife and starts coming towards me so i just peaced the fuck out and ran as fast as I could past the gym not to hint i come there regularly or something, until i realized they werent running after me.
i did tell them i had swim trunk in my bag though, which makes it pretty obvious where I was headed. Always rode my bike to my gym from then on, this was like 2 months ago
i did tell them i had swim trunk in my bag though, which makes it pretty obvious where I was headed. Always rode my bike to my gym from then on, this was like 2 months ago
I almost got ran over by cars countless times in Romania because people disregard road safety and try to run over kids in order to get home faster and catch the soccer game at 7. One time this one guy stopped exactly infront of me on a red light for him (the red light was up for him for 10 seconds) and he started bitching and saying how he would call the police on me for almost denting his car...
Tip: If you happen to go to Bucharest, DON'T try to cross streets unless there's absolutely NO CAR in the view either way and/or is a huge intersection.
I almost got ran over by cars countless times in Romania because people disregard road safety and try to run over kids in order to get home faster and catch the soccer game at 7. One time this one guy stopped exactly infront of me on a red light for him (the red light was up for him for 10 seconds) and he started bitching and saying how he would call the police on me for almost denting his car...
Tip: If you happen to go to Bucharest, [b]DON'T[/b] try to cross streets unless there's absolutely NO CAR in the view either way and/or is a huge intersection.
Tip: If you happen to go to Bucharest, [b]DON'T[/b] try to cross streets unless there's absolutely NO CAR in the view either way and/or is a huge intersection.
pitching machine got jammed and the outside of it flew off and hit me in the face. a piece of plastic went clear through my lower lip
brakes in my car (84 honda prelude that has had a ton of problems) decided to stop working. luckily i wasn't going very fast when i ended up rear ending someone in a truck at a red light (we were both fine) but it was fucking terrifying
pitching machine got jammed and the outside of it flew off and hit me in the face. a piece of plastic went clear through my lower lip
brakes in my car (84 honda prelude that has had a ton of problems) decided to stop working. luckily i wasn't going very fast when i ended up rear ending someone in a truck at a red light (we were both fine) but it was fucking terrifying
brakes in my car (84 honda prelude that has had a ton of problems) decided to stop working. luckily i wasn't going very fast when i ended up rear ending someone in a truck at a red light (we were both fine) but it was fucking terrifying
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