Entertainment thread for today (Wed)
03-29-2007, 08:56 AM
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Entertainment thread for today (Wed)
Since work is slow as hell, I figured we could all share pointless and entertaining stories to pass the time. I'll start with one.
When I was in the 7th grade I was into the whole skateboarding scene… Had been skating since the 4th grade. For X-mas my mom got me a really cool and expensive (expensive to me at the time) skateboard… Had the oldschool Venture trucks, a think deck, 8ball wheels (old school!), swiss bearings, etc… It was really bad *** for the time, and cost quite a bit as my family wasn’t so well off at the time. I waited MONTHS to get that damn thing…
A couple days after getting it I was skating with a couple of friends near my Jr Highschool when a couple guys rolled up in some POS silver ford escort… They asked us if they could ride our skateboards and we refused… they went on their way… About 15mins later my friends and I decided to split up and go home… So I headed home. Turns out those guys were waiting for us and happened to see me, so they cut me off in their car and one of the guys (high-school guy/Hispanic) gets out and runs over and insists that I let him ride the skateboard… I knew he wanted to steal it from me so I refused. Keep in mind this is pre-pubescent Daniel and I wasn’t as big as I am now… So he grabs for it and tries to yank it out of my arms… I grab on tightly and don’t let him… Somehow my arm gets stuck between the wheels and the trucks and we hear a LOUD *** pop… All I feel is severe pain and I look down and see that my forearm had been broken in half… Compound fracture… Both bones, right in half… The guy looks down at it and freaks out and runs away (without my skateboard).
So here I am, miles from home without a phone or anything with a severely broken arm. As luck would have it, my friends mom was driving by a couple mins after this happened and saw me staggering in the street… She drove me to the hospital where my mom was contacted. Had to wear a cast for almost 4 months (4 different casts). It ruined my summer as I was not able to swim, go on rollercoasters, skateboard, etc… I developed issues with paranoia, relived that incident in my nightmares… It really screwed with me.
Fast forward about 3 years. I had hit puberty, grew about 8 inches, was hitting the gym regularly, was heavily into Kung Fu… One day I was with my friend at a local Hollywood video… He had gone in to use the bathroom and I was waiting outside petting some persons dog when a silver escort rolls up and guess who gets out? Yep… same f’ing guy who broke my arm!!! I stare at him for a moment to make sure it was him and confirm… I’d never forget that damn face (had a scar above his eyebrow that is very distinctive). Without even thinking I just run up to him and clock him in the face and knock him onto the ground… I started just WHALING on him… He tried hitting back but I overwhelmed him… At one point I was stomping on his head and upper chest area… I was so into the moment that I didn’t even hear my friend yelling “DANIEL!!!”… He goes and grabs me and says “Dude! You’re gonna kill him!”, that’s when reality set in and I realized what I was doing and stopped… I stepped back and looked to see if he was moving… at first he wasn’t then all the sudden he rolled over in pain… That’s when my friend and I (who didn’t have cars cuz we were too young) ran like we had never run before. Revenge at its finest.
And as a disclaimer, this thread is intended for entertainment purposes only, I may or may not have done this.
When I was in the 7th grade I was into the whole skateboarding scene… Had been skating since the 4th grade. For X-mas my mom got me a really cool and expensive (expensive to me at the time) skateboard… Had the oldschool Venture trucks, a think deck, 8ball wheels (old school!), swiss bearings, etc… It was really bad *** for the time, and cost quite a bit as my family wasn’t so well off at the time. I waited MONTHS to get that damn thing…
A couple days after getting it I was skating with a couple of friends near my Jr Highschool when a couple guys rolled up in some POS silver ford escort… They asked us if they could ride our skateboards and we refused… they went on their way… About 15mins later my friends and I decided to split up and go home… So I headed home. Turns out those guys were waiting for us and happened to see me, so they cut me off in their car and one of the guys (high-school guy/Hispanic) gets out and runs over and insists that I let him ride the skateboard… I knew he wanted to steal it from me so I refused. Keep in mind this is pre-pubescent Daniel and I wasn’t as big as I am now… So he grabs for it and tries to yank it out of my arms… I grab on tightly and don’t let him… Somehow my arm gets stuck between the wheels and the trucks and we hear a LOUD *** pop… All I feel is severe pain and I look down and see that my forearm had been broken in half… Compound fracture… Both bones, right in half… The guy looks down at it and freaks out and runs away (without my skateboard).
So here I am, miles from home without a phone or anything with a severely broken arm. As luck would have it, my friends mom was driving by a couple mins after this happened and saw me staggering in the street… She drove me to the hospital where my mom was contacted. Had to wear a cast for almost 4 months (4 different casts). It ruined my summer as I was not able to swim, go on rollercoasters, skateboard, etc… I developed issues with paranoia, relived that incident in my nightmares… It really screwed with me.
Fast forward about 3 years. I had hit puberty, grew about 8 inches, was hitting the gym regularly, was heavily into Kung Fu… One day I was with my friend at a local Hollywood video… He had gone in to use the bathroom and I was waiting outside petting some persons dog when a silver escort rolls up and guess who gets out? Yep… same f’ing guy who broke my arm!!! I stare at him for a moment to make sure it was him and confirm… I’d never forget that damn face (had a scar above his eyebrow that is very distinctive). Without even thinking I just run up to him and clock him in the face and knock him onto the ground… I started just WHALING on him… He tried hitting back but I overwhelmed him… At one point I was stomping on his head and upper chest area… I was so into the moment that I didn’t even hear my friend yelling “DANIEL!!!”… He goes and grabs me and says “Dude! You’re gonna kill him!”, that’s when reality set in and I realized what I was doing and stopped… I stepped back and looked to see if he was moving… at first he wasn’t then all the sudden he rolled over in pain… That’s when my friend and I (who didn’t have cars cuz we were too young) ran like we had never run before. Revenge at its finest.
And as a disclaimer, this thread is intended for entertainment purposes only, I may or may not have done this.
03-29-2007, 09:09 AM
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Are we telling fight stories? I've got a few. I'm not proud of it, but what do you expect?
I did get my *** beat once by one of those huge spiderweb dome jungle-gym things and a girl. That sucked.
I was hanging from the very top and this girl ran up under me and started pulling on my feet. Like hanging from my feet. Couldn't hold my grip forever and right as I was about to fall she cleared out. Too late to drop safely as I was already swaying a bit.
Slammed my face on the ground. Blood everywhere. Gushing out of my nose.
Didn't break. I have NO idea why my nose wasn't broken, but it wasn't. Just bleeding really bad. My mom's boyfriend at the time found me somehow (I guess he'd come by the school looking for me) and rushed me to the hospital. I looked like hell for a few weeks. That was it.
Oh, I ganked a fat kid for a Wii remote once, too.
I did get my *** beat once by one of those huge spiderweb dome jungle-gym things and a girl. That sucked.
I was hanging from the very top and this girl ran up under me and started pulling on my feet. Like hanging from my feet. Couldn't hold my grip forever and right as I was about to fall she cleared out. Too late to drop safely as I was already swaying a bit.
Slammed my face on the ground. Blood everywhere. Gushing out of my nose.
Didn't break. I have NO idea why my nose wasn't broken, but it wasn't. Just bleeding really bad. My mom's boyfriend at the time found me somehow (I guess he'd come by the school looking for me) and rushed me to the hospital. I looked like hell for a few weeks. That was it.
Oh, I ganked a fat kid for a Wii remote once, too.
03-29-2007, 09:19 AM
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In 2nd grade I got into an argument with this girl who nobody liked. We were on our way home from school so she had her bike with her. She was bragging about her bike over and over again and just wouldn't shut up. So I ended up kicking the wheel on the bike and breaking a few spokes and ran all the way home. For the rest of the year I was paranoid that the cops were going to get me, but since nobody liked the girl, they didn't believe her that I had anything to do with it.
Then in 6th grade I was riding the bus home from school (living in Minnesota at the time) and this 4th grade kid was being an **** to everyone. So my seat partner decides to bully the kid back. As the 4th grader got up for his stop, he turned around and with his 2" hard cover binder, tried to whack at my seat partner and missed him and got me on the bridge of my nose. It gushed blood and swelled up with black and blue like I just got a nose job or something. Luckily no broken bones and no stitches. Kid got suspended for 2 weeks.
Then in 6th grade I was riding the bus home from school (living in Minnesota at the time) and this 4th grade kid was being an **** to everyone. So my seat partner decides to bully the kid back. As the 4th grader got up for his stop, he turned around and with his 2" hard cover binder, tried to whack at my seat partner and missed him and got me on the bridge of my nose. It gushed blood and swelled up with black and blue like I just got a nose job or something. Luckily no broken bones and no stitches. Kid got suspended for 2 weeks.
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03-29-2007, 09:33 AM
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Originally Posted by STi_4_Keri
In 2nd grade I got into an argument with this girl who nobody liked. We were on our way home from school so she had her bike with her. She was bragging about her bike over and over again and just wouldn't shut up. So I ended up kicking the wheel on the bike and breaking a few spokes and ran all the way home. For the rest of the year I was paranoid that the cops were going to get me, but since nobody liked the girl, they didn't believe her that I had anything to do with it.
That's messed up! That's like breaking someones car because they like to brag about it! You're an evil person!!!
03-29-2007, 09:57 AM
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In Kindergarden I was drinking from the water fountain when some kid walks up and bumps into me. I go head first into the metal faucet. The faucet sticks in my eye socket. I struggle to pull my head from the faucet but it is stuck between my eye lid and my eyeball. I finally pull my head out. There was blood pouring from my eyeball and a huge gash above and beneath my eye socket. I don't remember feeling any pain, and there was no serious damage as my eye feels fine to this day. I just remember being very scared of all the blood and remember the teacher freaking out when she saw the carnage.
My second story involves driving my friends motorcycle into his neighbors garage. Doesn't sound that terrible at first. Keep in mind the garage door was closed when I drove into it. Luckily I was wearing a helmet and only received minor burns all over my body...and a huge bill from the neighbor for a new garage door, car bumper and brick wall which I had destroyed during the accident.
I hope everyone was entertained by my pain!
My second story involves driving my friends motorcycle into his neighbors garage. Doesn't sound that terrible at first. Keep in mind the garage door was closed when I drove into it. Luckily I was wearing a helmet and only received minor burns all over my body...and a huge bill from the neighbor for a new garage door, car bumper and brick wall which I had destroyed during the accident.
I hope everyone was entertained by my pain!
03-29-2007, 10:05 AM
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Originally Posted by omygata
In Kindergarden I was drinking from the water fountain when some kid walks up and bumps into me. I go head first into the metal faucet. The faucet sticks in my eye socket. I struggle to pull my head from the faucet but it is stuck between my eye lid and my eyeball. I finally pull my head out. There was blood pouring from my eyeball and a huge gash above and beneath my eye socket. I don't remember feeling any pain, and there was no serious damage as my eye feels fine to this day. I just remember being very scared of all the blood and remember the teacher freaking out when she saw the carnage.
My second story involves driving my friends motorcycle into his neighbors garage. Doesn't sound that terrible at first. Keep in mind the garage door was closed when I drove into it. Luckily I was wearing a helmet and only received minor burns all over my body...and a huge bill from the neighbor for a new garage door, car bumper and brick wall which I had destroyed during the accident.
I hope everyone was entertained by my pain!
My second story involves driving my friends motorcycle into his neighbors garage. Doesn't sound that terrible at first. Keep in mind the garage door was closed when I drove into it. Luckily I was wearing a helmet and only received minor burns all over my body...and a huge bill from the neighbor for a new garage door, car bumper and brick wall which I had destroyed during the accident.
I hope everyone was entertained by my pain!
Ouch! and OUCH! That's what I'm talking about!
03-29-2007, 10:23 AM
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When I was in third grade a bunch of the boys on the playground started a rock throwing fight. There were teams, mounds of dirt you could use as cover, and piles of rocks from which you could choose your weapons (I grew up in the desert). Towards the end of the fight, and as the end-of-recess bell rang, I got hit right on the top of my head as I was bending down to grab a rock. Most of you know all to well how much a head wound bleeds, but I was a kid at the time and all I saw was blood spouting out of my head and covering my eyes...just red blood everywhere. So I ran in a panic to my classroom where the teacher and most of the students were already at their seats. Which set off another panic as it probably looked like I was dying (to a bunch of third-graders anyway). Anyway, I get sent to the nurse, where it turns out I don't even need stitches. Moral of the story? Don't throw rocks unless you're cool with being hit by one...head wounds are usually worse than they appear...and I'm a bleeder.
03-29-2007, 10:24 AM
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when I was 14, my cousin was pulling me on a skate board attached to his bike with a rope. Long story short I took a few layers of skin off my entire left leg...didn't cry for a second.
03-29-2007, 10:25 AM
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Originally Posted by pillowball
When I was in third grade a bunch of the boys on the playground started a rock throwing fight. There were teams, mounds of dirt you could use as cover, and piles of rocks from which you could choose your weapons (I grew up in the desert). Towards the end of the fight, and as the end-of-recess bell rang, I got hit right on the top of my head as I was bending down to grab a rock. Most of you know all to well how much a head wound bleeds, but I was a kid at the time and all I saw was blood spouting out of my head and covering my eyes...just red blood everywhere. So I ran in a panic to my classroom where the teacher and most of the students were already at their seats. Which set off another panic as it probably looked like I was dying (to a bunch of third-graders anyway). Anyway, I get sent to the nurse, where it turns out I don't even need stitches. Moral of the story? Don't throw rocks unless you're cool with being hit by one...head wounds are usually worse than they appear...and I'm a bleeder.
03-29-2007, 10:56 AM
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I have a pretty lame scar on my forehead. In 7th grade I was standing next to a pickup truck with a camper shell on it talking to some friends. I guess someone got mad at something I said (I have NO idea what it was) and slammed my head THROUGH the side window on the truck. Not a good move. I don't remember much until someone pulled me off the kid. He ended up in the hospital. Broken nose, busted lip, jacked up jaw, etc. Blind rage is scary.
After it all went down a friend said, "Dude, you're bleeding really bad."
"Yeah, right. It doesn't even hurt."
Then I touched my head. Blood EVERYWHERE. Gushing. Turned out to need stictches (25 in all) and some minor 'plastic surgery' so the scar wouldn't be huge.
The best part was my mom's high-five for not going down.
I've been in the head with an aluminum bat, too. Meh. Kids.
After it all went down a friend said, "Dude, you're bleeding really bad."
"Yeah, right. It doesn't even hurt."
Then I touched my head. Blood EVERYWHERE. Gushing. Turned out to need stictches (25 in all) and some minor 'plastic surgery' so the scar wouldn't be huge.
The best part was my mom's high-five for not going down.
I've been in the head with an aluminum bat, too. Meh. Kids.
03-29-2007, 11:36 AM
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Originally Posted by Unit 91
I have a pretty lame scar on my forehead. In 7th grade I was standing next to a pickup truck with a camper shell on it talking to some friends. I guess someone got mad at something I said (I have NO idea what it was) and slammed my head THROUGH the side window on the truck. Not a good move. I don't remember much until someone pulled me off the kid. He ended up in the hospital. Broken nose, busted lip, jacked up jaw, etc. Blind rage is scary.
After it all went down a friend said, "Dude, you're bleeding really bad."
"Yeah, right. It doesn't even hurt."
Then I touched my head. Blood EVERYWHERE. Gushing. Turned out to need stictches (25 in all) and some minor 'plastic surgery' so the scar wouldn't be huge.
The best part was my mom's high-five for not going down.
I've been in the head with an aluminum bat, too. Meh. Kids.
After it all went down a friend said, "Dude, you're bleeding really bad."
"Yeah, right. It doesn't even hurt."
Then I touched my head. Blood EVERYWHERE. Gushing. Turned out to need stictches (25 in all) and some minor 'plastic surgery' so the scar wouldn't be huge.
The best part was my mom's high-five for not going down.
I've been in the head with an aluminum bat, too. Meh. Kids.