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Post by Rich on Nov 28, 2004 12:58:57 GMT 12.75
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Post by Paws on Nov 29, 2004 0:48:09 GMT 12.75
Idon't know! Ithink it is a tossup between Rich and Nick! ;D Electricity fubars are just realfunny. Which reminds me! Member my cousin David? Well, one afternoon we were setting up his electric train set. It was getting kind of dark and cold so we had just filled up the kerosene heaterfor the kitchen and a couple of lamps too for David's "detached" un-improved bedroom! (Long Story!) Anyway, we set the train track up on the kitchen table in the main house and were doing realwell until David contacted the track with his flannel shirt sleeve and flame shot up his sleeve,across his back andfully enveloped his shirt. Off he runs through the house waving his hands and screaming zs I kept shouting "lay down androll!" Finally he managed to back into a corner and by rotating the flames went out. No burn marks on the shirt, none onhis body and to this day we would be hard pressed for an explanation other than somehow the kerosene must be involved with the electrical contact of the model train track. Five minutes after, it sure was funny! ;D
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Post by Mars on Dec 8, 2004 12:35:08 GMT 12.75
Dumbest thing I did wasn't my fault, honest. It was called birth. Seems sometimes I haven't improved since then. ;D As a kid we found a box of .22 cartridges and also found out you could make them go bang when you dropped a brick on them. Don't know how we didn't get killed. Never did find out where those bullets went. This wasn't in the country but in a major city. Crossed an electric fence about 10 years ago, one of those pulse type. It was a low square wire cattle fence with the electric wire running along the bottom. I was told the fence was off. I pushed down the top of the fence and stepped over with one leg. The fence was on! Sent one heck of a jolt through the hand on the cattle fence. The dumb part was I lifted my hand off the fence while still stradaling it. The fence was now contacting my groin instead of my hand. As I said it was the pulse type, that second jolt was WAY WORSE then the first one.
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Post by Rich on Jan 18, 2005 23:39:49 GMT 12.75
Mars,
Ya know it's a wonder any of us ever had kids ;D
Rich
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Post by Paws on Mar 12, 2005 2:06:17 GMT 12.75
This is the best readin' around bar none! I think it may even be a viable diet plan!! Here is a tip for you. Never talk your sweetie into doing the nasty in her living room when her living room is between her Mother's bedroom, where her Mother is, and the only bathroom, where her Mother needs to go!
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Post by Rich on Mar 12, 2005 7:02:05 GMT 12.75
Phil,
Well, that doesn't necessarily qualify as a dumb thing because you were thinking with the wrong head. Once that comes into play all bets are off.
Rich
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Post by OLKoot on Mar 12, 2005 8:11:08 GMT 12.75
Now that yah got me to thinkin......I do remember when I was 18,I drove my parents and my kid brother out to a hotel in the country.....I met this girl at pool side and we really hit it off to the tune that she invited me up to her room that night for a nightcap!!! .Well I shared my room with my kid brother,but we only had one key....My parents on the other hand were close around the corner in another room...I was so hot to trot,that I got a hat pin and found I was able to pick the lock to my room...So with the pin in hand and in my underwear, I trotted of to this girls room ...I got real comfortable when suddenly I heard my mother sturring in the other room...I sat up real quick,kissed the girl good by and headed for my room in case there was a bed check....Well there I was in the hall, in my underwear locked out and trying to pick the freakin lock without much success,when my mother sticks her head out the door and says Steven is that you???...I replied yup, and she asked if I was okay...I said I had diahrea and was coming back from the bathroom,at which time the girl across the hall cracked up so loud at my lame brain excuse that the whole floor heard her laughing.Luckily by then I was able to get into my room for the rest of the night,and I wasnt caught out there...Well at breakfast the next morning,my mother wouldnt talk to me but my father had a big sheitt eating grin on his face... ;D
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Post by Paws on Mar 13, 2005 2:43:03 GMT 12.75
Uhhhh, What's a hat pin? ;D
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Post by Rich on Mar 13, 2005 14:13:05 GMT 12.75
Ya know, I was wonderin the same thing Rich
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Post by OLKoot on Mar 13, 2005 15:46:41 GMT 12.75
Boy oh Boy,for two old farts ,yah know nuffin do yah!! ;D
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Post by Carter Northcutt on Mar 13, 2005 16:52:40 GMT 12.75
I remember one dumb thing I did. It also involved, Jim, a friend of mine from high school. It was probably only a year or so after graduation and like we did every year we went to the Red River Gorge for a weekend hiking trip. The first morning there we got up and after breakfast we started hiking around to the various scenic sites. One we went to is called Courthouse Rock. It is near vertical on three sides and only a goat trail up one side. It is flat on the top and has a gentle curve sloping off one side to a vertical wall maybe 200' or more to the ground below. There are no rails on top (which would ruin the aesthetics of it all). Anyhow, Jim decided he would walk over to the edge a little ways to look down thataway. Well I figured he was doing that as a dare to me so I walked over to where he was then went a little further. Naturally he went just a little further than I did and of course I Just had to go a little further than him, again. After that we decided that maybe we'd better stop cause we started thinking, "What if we slipped on a pebble or something" . Man, one slip and...well you can use your own imagination. There was nothing near that edge to grab if you fell. Gives me the willies when I think back to that day.
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Post by Paws on Mar 26, 2005 13:15:10 GMT 12.75
One way is to round up yourself a couple ignorant teenagers, that would be me and my Uncle Ben, and get yourself a box of dynamite, a cuouple wheel barrel, some shovels and maybe a pick axe or two. My Grandma's neighbor, Ernie Maclain had been strip mining his own coal for a couple of years. Ben and I were helping because we had nothing better todo and besides Ernie was providing Grandma all the coal she needed. It took 5 to 6 tons to heat the house the whole winter and coal was running around 35 dollars a ton backthen. Well Ernie was doing the dynamiting and we woul,d fill the wheel barrels and move the coalto the coal piles close to the houses where they were supposed to go. We were blasting probably twice sometimes three times per day. One day Ben and I were swimming in the pond resulting from all the quarry mining we had done and up on the bank found a small cave. Inside sitting on a rock ledge just barely visible to the sunlight was a metal box about 18 inches by six by four inches high. We opened her up and inside were four or five sticks of the nastiest rottenest most disgusting looking mess you could imagine. We took it over to Ernie who when he saw the box said ; "You boys hold it right there!" "Put that box down right there anc come this way!" We did it and then we got back behind the hill and Ernie fired his 22 into the box. Baloooooommmmm! Yes we knew it was dynamite and there were four sticks but still. Man that was a blast. What we didn't know was that stuff the dynamite was swimming in wasn't water!!
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Post by Paws on Mar 29, 2005 5:37:11 GMT 12.75
You know that tiny little hole in the back of your pistol where the gas escapes when you fire a round? You ever just by accident get your thumb over that little somabich then pull the trigger?? "OUCH!!!"[/size]
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Post by Rtdcop on Mar 29, 2005 7:04:03 GMT 12.75
Along the same lines, have any of you gents with big hands ever fired a small frame semi auto pistol, and had the slide come back of the webbing of your hand and leave the two neatest cuts between your thumb and fore finger --- another ouch
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Post by rwblue01 on Jun 15, 2005 11:46:02 GMT 12.75
The Dumbest Damn Thing I Ever Did! Well, there was a girl I dated back in high school.
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Post by Brikatw on Jun 15, 2005 12:58:57 GMT 12.75
Oh there are just too dang many to recall just one. Buried the Wing Commanders car in a snowbank and took his daughter out while he was shoveling ;D for the last time during my stay there . .... Accepting a ride on an S-3 headed to and from the Forrestal, cool 1 time but after 4 or 5 in a day you might as well forget keeping any food down for a few daysl....Playing "Commando with my 3 other brothers in a sand pit. 2 up top 2 on the bottom. Bush shakes, rock flies and who ever got closest won. 3 out of 4 of us got beaned the first time out. 2 of us got unconcious. ;D
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Post by united289 on Jul 19, 2005 15:35:09 GMT 12.75
Got Married .
I did get two wonderful kids out of it .
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Post by Paws on Jul 19, 2005 19:33:48 GMT 12.75
When you are needing a good laugh try going back to page1 and reading about Rich licking the calculator plug! ;D Oh man that's better than reruns of MAD TV!! ;D
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Post by OLKoot on Jul 20, 2005 7:10:55 GMT 12.75
Your right about Rich Phil....I'll bet he's also fun at parties too...you know the guy that stands in the corner with a lampshade on his head, asking the girls to turn him on!!.... ;D
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Post by Paws on Aug 26, 2005 3:40:26 GMT 12.75
I darn near forgot to tell you guys about the time I acciental like "jumped", yes I said "jumped" into the lime pit at the Quickcrete plant by the old Missippi there in Davenport, Iowa! Ya see, we was watching the fireworks and boat parade of lights there at night on the fourth of July and we was getting as close to the river as we could which meant getting into the industrial area and you know when it gets dark them darned old lime pits look just like solid concrete and well when you step and lose your balance you just kind of naturally "jump"!
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