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Personal Fail: I almost cut my index finger off cutting an orange while watch TV. I didn't feel it until I hit the bone. I cringe every time I remember that grinding sound.
Public Fail: I stepped in dogshit just as I was walking into an interview for a school I wanted to go to.
Public Fail: I stepped in dogshit just as I was walking into an interview for a school I wanted to go to.
Oh that's easy. About 8 years ago I walked face-first into a lamppost. And I wasn't drunk. And it was broad daylight. Yeah, I'm that special.triggrhappy94 said:
Back in the day I was on a surfing trip with my school, it was the second time I'd been on the trip so I was really eager and excited to get into the water. So we're all warming up with our instructor on the beach, limbering up and what not, then he tells us to run to a point and back before we start.
Awesome, I'll be in the first back and first in the water.
I sprint over only to realise that in my eagerness I've already strapped my leash to my ankle and that it's very hard to sprint with a surf board attached to your leg. So basically I take an epic face plant into the sand. And then finish last.
Nothing short of hilarious at the time.
Awesome, I'll be in the first back and first in the water.
I sprint over only to realise that in my eagerness I've already strapped my leash to my ankle and that it's very hard to sprint with a surf board attached to your leg. So basically I take an epic face plant into the sand. And then finish last.
Nothing short of hilarious at the time.
Gonna continue the the drunk-fails here. No vomiting though.
This was a week after I turned 19, so I decided to really go all out with the drinking. Which was a big deal since I really never did drink that much. That resulted in an entire week I cannot remember because I spent it in hospital with a broken back. Then four months of intense recovery so that I could walk again. Luckily my left leg was only paralyzed for about two weeks, but it still hasn't regained all of the muscle-mass, and I am 23 now. You cannot really tell that I broke my back by looking at me either, but I sure feel it when my left leg acts up. Something about the nerves in my back being damaged or something, which sometimes make my thigh hurt like hell. Like a hundred rusty knives poking it quite hard. Needless to say, I don't drink anymore.
This was a week after I turned 19, so I decided to really go all out with the drinking. Which was a big deal since I really never did drink that much. That resulted in an entire week I cannot remember because I spent it in hospital with a broken back. Then four months of intense recovery so that I could walk again. Luckily my left leg was only paralyzed for about two weeks, but it still hasn't regained all of the muscle-mass, and I am 23 now. You cannot really tell that I broke my back by looking at me either, but I sure feel it when my left leg acts up. Something about the nerves in my back being damaged or something, which sometimes make my thigh hurt like hell. Like a hundred rusty knives poking it quite hard. Needless to say, I don't drink anymore.
On my 18th, me and some mates went out to hit the clubs. Well, I drank a lot of alcohol, and when we went into one bar, my best friend got me a Jäger-bomb. For those who don't know what that is, it's a shot of 35% Jägermeister dropped in a small glass of Red Bull, which you then drink. When my friend put them both down on the table, I slammed the shot down, ignoring the Red Bull. I'm a bit fuzzy at this point, so I don't exactly remember exactly what happened, but I know that I sculled the glass of Red Bull, went over to the dance floor, hurled (what my friends describe as) an enormous puddle of vomit on people's feet, then bailed instantly out of the club. My friend was still at the bar getting another one.
After that (apparently), I spat out the remaining vomit, then said "Fuck yeah, let's do another." And then me and my bastard friends went to another club, and sure enough, had more Jäger-bombs. At the end of the night, I was passed out on a bench with vomit on my shirt.
After that (apparently), I spat out the remaining vomit, then said "Fuck yeah, let's do another." And then me and my bastard friends went to another club, and sure enough, had more Jäger-bombs. At the end of the night, I was passed out on a bench with vomit on my shirt.
Think I'll add another drunk fail to the list. When I was 16 I did something I'm not particularly proud of which resulted in the first of a chain of offences on my criminal record. Long story short, after getting absolutely trashed on some illegally aquired booze(and I don't mean just because I was under age either...) I managed to make it home, stagger through my parents house, knock on their door at 4AM to apologise for being so drunk and noisy before running to the toilet to throw up around about 10 times. Worst part is I do not remember any of this when I wake up at 3 in the afternoon the next day. Apparently my friends made sure I got home in one piece/without getting arrested. My dad had a few words to say that day...
"hey my uncle left his katana here instead of taking it to canada! looks fake. ill just caress the blade fo- OH SWEET BUTTERSCOTCH CHEESE IT FEELS LIKE CATNIP!"
translates to"oh shit the PAIN"
translates to"oh shit the PAIN"
Hmmmm... It's hard to think straight since I've buried those moments deeeeeeep down, neglecting their existence.
I can think of many, many game moments though.
But than again, we're at a physical fail rule only, so no mental crap.
Uhm...
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Yeah...
I can think of many, many game moments though.
But than again, we're at a physical fail rule only, so no mental crap.
Uhm...
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Yeah...
Late December last year I was in a bar with some friends. I was telling a story and did some dramtic gesture which involved me lowering my face into my hands - y'know, like covering your face in horror or humiliation or whatever. Unfortunately, I missed and brained myself on my own pint, leaving a big, bleeding gash through my left eyebrow. I had to go to Chester A&E to get it superglued back together.
The pint glass was fine. I didn't even have time to finish it.
The pint glass was fine. I didn't even have time to finish it.
I was walking up to the front of a boat, and somehow I ended up dangling by the back of my knee over the wire railing on the side, with my head hitting the side of the hull.
I honestly have no idea how that happened.
I honestly have no idea how that happened.
In a Drama lesson three years ago I ripped my trousers apart in front of the class while trying to grab a key from underneath a chair (it was a drama reflex game). I loled at myself trying to liven up the situation! and it worked, no one has ever mentioned it afterwards!triggrhappy94 said:
Back when I was in school me and some mates were killing time down the local dirt bike track. Fails were plentiful over the years, especially for my mate Oz, but mine came when I overcooked a corner and found myself heading towards a waist-high wall. I only had time to do one thing - either jump off straight away or apply the brakes. I went for the brakes option only to find out they didn't work. My bike stopped dead upon hitting the wall, but I carried on going forward at a rate of knots. Until I (or part of me) hit the handlebar.
*sac fail*
*sac fail*
I was playing Basketball in one of my P.E lessons at school and was chasing the ball across the Gym. The ball bounced off the wall, whacked me on the face and knocked me out for a few seconds.
Unfortunatly, One of the other girls in the class was taking a photo of her friends and caught me collapsed in a heap on the floor in the background of the photo....
I'm not allowed to forget that apparently...
Unfortunatly, One of the other girls in the class was taking a photo of her friends and caught me collapsed in a heap on the floor in the background of the photo....
I'm not allowed to forget that apparently...
Skating downhill and hit a tiny stone skateboard stops I fly through the air an ripped my knee to utter ribbons good times
I did that about a year ago, but to be fair, I was on the phone. Problem was that it was at a train station, so there were heaps of people around.afaceforradio said: