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This one's not for the squeamish:

When I was in the 5th or 6th grade, I once fell out of a tree trying to get onto a tire swing so I could show off my tire swinging techniques to my sister. I wedged to tire in the crook of tree, sit on it, and then push myself off which would cause me to swing around the tree. This time I was trying to get on the tire swing when a piece of bark slipped underneath my foot. When I landed on the ground, I had blacked out for a second, and was in some serious pain. my sister came down and discovered that I had cut my side open. My mom had to drive me to the hospital. When we got there I had to check in with the front desk. I'm like, "Mom can't you do this? I'm dying here!" Anyhoo, turns out I had torn my side open right down to the ribcage. They gave me local painkillers. I could feel the doctors fingers getting under my skin literally. I could see the same thing in the reflection in his glasses. I ended up having to get 22 stitches, 12 inside and 10 outside. We thought that maybe a small branch had sliced open my side. Instead, my flesh literally tore open.

Thy Geekdom Come
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[quote name='Old_Joe' date='Aug 4 2005, 01:31 AM']This one's not for the squeamish:

When I was in the 5th or 6th grade, I once fell out of a tree trying to get onto a tire swing so I could show off my tire swinging techniques to my sister.  I wedged to tire in the crook of tree, sit on it, and then push myself off which would cause me to swing around the tree.  This time I was trying to get on the tire swing when a piece of bark slipped underneath my foot.  When I landed on the ground, I had blacked out for a second, and was in some serious pain.  my sister came down and discovered that I had cut my side open.  My mom had to drive me to the hospital.  When we got there I had to check in with the front desk.  I'm like, "Mom can't you do this?  I'm dying here!"  Anyhoo, turns out I had torn my side open right down to the ribcage.  They gave me local painkillers.  I could feel the doctors fingers getting under my skin literally.  I could see the same thing in the reflection in his glasses.  I ended up having to get 22 stitches, 12 inside and 10 outside.  We thought that maybe a small branch had sliced open my side.  Instead, my flesh literally tore open.
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Gross!

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[quote name='Raphael' date='Aug 4 2005, 12:35 AM']Gross!
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The scar's pretty cool though. :D:

One time at thanksgiving, I felt a sneeze coming on so I backed up so I would sneeze on any food. Apparently, I didn't back up enough because when I did finally sneeze, I banged my head on the table.

Noel's angel
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lovely.....

my dad was in a bomb and an electric cable snapped and fell on his back. His ear was also partially ripped off and he had a huge hole blown through his cheek

IcePrincessKRS
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Gross and gross.

Once I had oral surgery and they used a little electro-thingy to cauterize (sp?) the flesh so it wouldn't bleed and I could taste my flesh burning. It was disgusting.

I have 2 sisters in law who have gotten broken legs from having a sibling jump out of a tree and land on them...

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Man yall have some sick accidents lol

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[quote name='Raphael' date='Aug 3 2005, 03:24 PM']Oh, won't you all just grow up  :detective:
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This from the guy who just bit his own butt!

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[quote name='Noel's angel' date='Aug 3 2005, 03:11 PM']lol, sure!  My brother ran head first into the end of a copper pipe once.  I broke my mums thumb as well!
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How much money did your mum owe you?

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One time I was ran over by a moped in Rome

(This Thread and all of Open Mic seems a little like the LAME board shhh)

homeschoolmom
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[quote name='Noel's angel' date='Aug 3 2005, 02:42 PM']once when i ate a sandwich at my cousin's house, her mum cut the sandwiches too small (i was used to grown up sized sandwiches) and i bit my finger and it bled :(
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My mom used to laugh at me when I did that... :(

IcePrincessKRS
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Once when I was driving some punk kid threw a rock at our car and left a tiny dent and scratches on it.

(Yeah, I actually did notice that there were alot of lame-ish posts and polls, especially in the past couple days. This is at least slightly less lame than the million Stoopidhead threads, you have to admit that! :P: )

homeschoolmom
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[quote name='Raphael' date='Aug 3 2005, 03:10 PM']Try being four and being locked in the fetal position in a Coleman cooler ;)
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Trying being twelve and having your psycho twelve year old neighbor lock you in the trunk of a car with your friend and thinking, "This is it... he's finally flipped... he's going to drive us to our deaths..."

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[quote name='homeschoolmom' date='Aug 4 2005, 11:43 AM']Trying being twelve and having your psycho twelve year old neighbor lock you in the trunk of a car with your friend and thinking, "This is it... he's finally flipped... he's going to drive us to our deaths..."
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I let you out.

Would you give it a rest please? sheesh

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[quote name='homeschoolmom' date='Aug 4 2005, 11:43 AM']Trying being twelve and having your psycho twelve year old neighbor lock you in the trunk of a car with your friend and thinking, "This is it... he's finally flipped... he's going to drive us to our deaths..."
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:blink:

IcePrincessKRS
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When we were little there was a poor cat that had been hit by a car so its back legs were paralized (sp?), and my mom fed it a hot dog because she felt sorry for it, so it stuck around for a little while. It scared us half to death, though, and it would follow us around and we would run away from it. I still remember how scared I was of that cat.... :unsure:

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