The stupidest way you have hurt yourself.

[BleachedBlind]

1. Spilled Hydrochloric Acid on my hand in chemistry. No scarring, but it hurt like hell and I looked stupid.

2. Flipped over the top of my scooter. Broke my left arm and received a major concussion with brain swelling (with a fucking scooter!?)

3. I was very little and got curious about the electrical socket.

4. Did the "firewire trick" (insulated wiring and steel wool, google it) and burned the hell out of my leg.

5. I was hanging out with a friend. We decided to go sit outside and burn things. One of the lighters didn't seem like it was working. I held the lighter up to my ear while gently pressing the button to see if I could hear gas. I didn't know it ignited until I heard my hair burning.

6. Decided to shave my genitals for a g/f at the time. I took this Micro-Trim electric razor from upstairs. Got to a part with loose skin that got caught in the electric blades.

 

[Anomynous 167]

For mine I fell out of a tree house and then mid way through the fall my fat snagged on a nail, thus breaking the fall. After a thew seconds the nail started to tear through my gut in a crescent like shape and ending at my right nipple...

Another one is I purposely jumped out of a tree planned to land on a trampoline but a stick got caught in my eye ball midway, after it scraped my eye causing bleeding I missed the trampoline

 

[Khedive Rex]

I was young, we were moving. My matress was vertical and leaning against a wall. I was young so of course I climbed up it and began messing around on top. I upset the delicate balance and caused the matress to fall away from the wall with me sitting on top of it.

Long story short, I put my head through the guitar on the other side of the room. My head was fine but the guitar was unrecoverable (Maybe it was the Me shaped hole and lack of non-broken strings)

I was about fifteen and it was late. I was just getting out of a really good restaurant and I had that "stuffed to my gills high" that always follows too much excellent food. I was balancing on one of those speed bump things they sometimes put at the edge of parking spaces. Arms are extended out, I'm walking by a really nice car.

I fall to the side, rip off the hood ornament from this guys car in addition to slightly denting it and also put a 2 inch vertical slice in my wrist from the remains of the hood ornament. To this day I have a very visable scar across my right wrist.

 

[Copter400]

I have a scar on my left thumb which comes from the time I hit my thumb with a big rock. At the time, I was smashing the big rock into a marginally smaller rock which was resting on, in a dramatic break from tradition, some old concrete.

Yeah.

 

[Aries_Split]

I walked off my roof. Yea. It was the fourth of July, I was walking towards the edge to look closer at the fireworks, I was about 13, and I just walk off the roof. I broke nothing miraculously ,but I sprained both my ankles and my wrist.

 

[meatloaf231]

Well, when I was younger, I fell down some stairs and landed on a cactus.

No joke. Had a huge needle lodged in my knee, too.

 

[Jessiah]

It was a Sunday morning at work. I was asked to pull a few things out of a 400 degree oven and as I was reaching for the oven mits, located on TOP of the oven which stood several inches above my head, I managed to get a rather deep burn on my forearm. The oven mits were supposed to protect...but they only caused me harm. I'd never felt so betrayed in my life.

 

[TOGSolid]

Every year in middle school the classes go on a survival trip to introduce them to at least some basic outdoorsmen skills (which is pretty damn important considering I'm in Alaska). During the fire making portion of the classes, we were allowed to bring in a bit of firestarter.
Now, I have a horrible problem with overengineering solutions. So when I came in the next day, my firestarter consisted of a cut off piece of egg carton stuffed with cotton balls that I had just soaked in an absolute shitload of lighter fluid that morning (with some extra lighter fluid squirted in there for shits and giggles). The whole thing was sealed with wax and I had put wicks in each of the carton's sections where the cotton balls were stuffed. This was then sealed inside a plastic bag in order to prevent fumes from escaping.

Needless to say, this did not end well. I singed my right hand and was barred from going on the trip. On the plus side I got to stay behind in a mostly empty school and dick off for a few days while everyone else had to suffer in the rain.

These days I just have fun with homemade napalm. Guess I really never did learn my lesson back then

 

[DeathsAmbassador]

I was at a friends house when I was around 5, they had a sliding glass door, I was running to go outside and I thought the door was open, I ran into it at full speed, didn't feel too good. :/

 

[The Wooster]

While shaving today I cleaved open my face in 3 places (I have really bad skin problems) and came out of the bathroom looking like The Joker in The dark knight.

 

[REDace0]

Ok. So, for obvious reasons you shouldn't stand in someone's backswing while practicing golf. Especially if they are practicing by hitting fritos in the grass. Especially if eating said fritos has made their hands greasy and slippery. The worst part is that he warned me immediately before taking that momentous swing. There's a nice little gap in my left eyebrow to remind me.

 

[Abako]

It was a Sunday morning at work. I was asked to pull a few things out of a 400 degree oven and as I was reaching for the oven mits, located on TOP of the oven which stood several inches above my head, I managed to get a rather deep burn on my forearm. The oven mits were supposed to protect...but they only caused me harm. I'd never felt so betrayed in my life.

Ah wow betrayal at its finest, compliments on this story lol

 

[Sackwak]

I have 3.

1. I got mad (forgot why) and i kicked the chair and almost broke my ankle. I had to have an X-Ray and get it all bandaged up and missed out on a few days of school and a week of Footy.

2. Me, my mates, and a few teachers were all out on this school based cirriculum blah blah blah, when my teacher decided to make us some Mochas. When he was done he warned us not to drink cause its boiling hot. And yeah....

3. This didn't happen to me it was actually to one of me mates. We were playing handball with a bouncy ball and you never know what its gonna do exactly with its momentum. He got out. Enraged he picked it up and slammed it on the ground, into a crack in the ground which riqoshaed (dunno how to spell that) and smacked him in his right eye.

 

[Anarchemitis]

Demolition Bobsledding. It was a crazy night.

 

[HSIAMetalKing]

We call it "urban boogey boarding" around here. It's when you latch onto the top of a friend's car, and hold on for dear life.

My friend got a bit crazy, and when he took a sharp turn I was whipped off of the top of the car and into the street. No major injuries, but the rocky pavement ripped my pants open and slashed up my legs and hands pretty good.

 

[Spleeni]

This thread gives me the willies.

<.<
I've been injury free for the most part, except

1. I managed to break off my right foot's big toe's toenail on a door. (It was being slammed(By my mom no less))
2. I stepped on a toy Airplane. It was made of metal. AND went through my foot all the way. ALL. THE. FCKING. WAY. I don't have a scar though.

 

[TIMESWORDSMAN]

When I was four my little sister threw a wooden train track piece at my head. Shortly after my face exploded with blood.

Then when I was six I was at a playground and saw a pile of rubber pads, So of course I tried to jump over them not noticing the metal bar directly above them. I ended up swinging over the pads using my two front teeth which the tooth fairy came to collect later that night.

 

[mark_n_b]

I was sharpening a butcher knife about two weeks ago and accidentally stabbed myself in the wrist. The one attached to the hand holding the steel. Swung the knife up too far, too hard, too fast.

Doing something that potentially deadly and stupid depressed the living cadoodles outta me for like a week. I'm still a little afraid of that knife.

 

[Melaisis]

Stepped on a wasp, once.
Until about a year ago I used to be God damn awful at self-shaving. I used to cut myself really badly.
Talking of cutting, I was once trying to open a pen knife which still had the tie wrapy... things around it (y'know, the plastic restraints they use to keep them closed?). When it finally did come free, it cut all around my nail. Ouch.