ok im a skater, so I fall down and make an ass of myself on a fairly consistent basis, but a few weeks ago I majorly screwed up - ok so i go outto skate one day and this is what happend, the apartment complex I live in has a steep hill at the exit gate so a I decided to go down it. I hop on my board go down the hill (really fast) and then roll across the street to another shor, but much steeper hill(still going fast) but I notice a little to late that the sprinklers had go on so the pavement thats already pretty smooth is know very wet and very slippery I dont really remember exactly what I did but I know I tried to stop. Didn't work.My board flips, I fly and I manage to land head first on the nice parking lot, afte laying there for a second I manage to get up and stumble to the curb to sit down. I felt something running down the side of my face, I was bleeding. From my ear.I finally feel like I could walk home without falling over or anything. ( I was REALLY disoriantated) When I got home my mom asked what was wrong, she said I looked really pale, then she saw the blood coming from my ear, she drags me to the hospital, I didnt realy put up any argument though. wea're in the ER waiting room and were waiting for ever then someone callsus up to check my condition they say it could be a while to get in (saterday night) so I go back to sit down and I puke all over the floor and all those nice people who wouldnt move and let my mom, who was carrying two babies, sit down got up REAL fast we didnt wait long till a peron rushed over and said we could go in. the rest is boring. but in all the injurys sustained were: a ruptured ear drum, a concussion, and small skull fracture, but the worst thing was I couldnt skate for a month...

Pretty cool huh?

[ This message was edited by: UJITTA on 2001-12-16 21:53 ]

thats a long sentence lol.



maaaaaaany years ago I tried to impress my mates by doing a wheelie on my mountain bike.



to our mutual surprise my front wheel decided NOT to leave the ground and continued as before.. ie. AWAY from my front forks.



NOTE TO SELF: bike need TWO wheels to work. Ask face and broken nose to remind you....

Ouch!!!!!



I'm an avid mountain biker, and know your pain. I had just bought a new F/S bike and was taking it out on my favourite local trail for the first time. Everything's great, the new ride handles beatifully, and I'm ripping through trails. I get to the top of a particularily gnarly downhill section, big rut with lots of rocks and about a 40 degree angle, in other words very fast. At the top there's a hottie on a bike with who I'm guessing is her boyfriend and who is looking none to eager to take on the run. Now I've riden this section a zillion times in all conditions so I'm thinking 'This is a perfect show off opportunity.' So without stopping to scope the section section I dive right in with what turned out to be waaaaaayyyyy too much speed I was doing okay until there part where I usually pop off a small rock to jump to the other side of the rut. Rock's gone! I try to launch off what little lip is left but doesn't give my enough height. My front wheel slams into the side of the rut on an angle for instant gets stuck in the rut sending my over the bars. Since I'm still on a hill the four or five feet I would have been launched is more like ten and three feet or so further down. I tuck and roll but because the hill's so rocky but I'm still cut and scraped to hell, bleeding from well over a dozen places. Then as I limp back to my bike, I looked up to the top of the hill where the hottie and the dude are AND THE FUCKER'S SMILING!!!

5Am. Dark.

its raining as if all the angels were depositing urine from the heavens.

me cycling on raod with max power to pedals.

can't see can't hear with massive hood on my head.



all is cool.



WHAAAAAAAM



me+bike=man on road.



ouch. the bastard had glasses and one of his shattered lenses cuts my face to shreds 4 millimetres away from my eye.

I'm lying there, bleeding into the rain, clutching my busted knee, and ripped shin while he gets up, says its MY FAULT and walks off.



Oh, and the crash was in the middle of a four lane road...



for 2 weeks I looked as if I took on a truck head-on...

This isn't THAT embarassing but it's certainly bare-assing! During the night segmant of a 24 hour team MTB race I did a lap wearing nothing but a helmet and shoes.

[ This message was edited by: dvVIII on 2001-12-20 14:54 ]

Mine was... well....*snickers*





I was in art class and I was about to use the red paint...WELL someone didn't put the lid on right and...well... I shook it (you know how you post to shake it before using it?) and half of my body was now covered in red....and everyone in my art class laugh they're asses off.... after that I didn't want to go back

With the Xmas office party season well in hand, there should be some nice stories coming out now...

and some more should appear in the New Year, after some of the heavy drinking seasons that undoubtedly will happen...

II got a painful story and a dumbass story. First the painful : I was dirtniking with some friends when i decide to try a heel clicker. I was concentrating so much on the move that i basically forgot to give it enough gas on the ramp, and well... i flew over 40 feet, nosedived, bend handlebars and bruised ribs. I acually kinda got lucky.
Now for the dumbass story. Like yours, demi, mine involves bikes. I was riding around with my friends and we started to race. I flew by em' and when i looked back to gloat my face ran into a sign!!! I broke my collar bone, which suprisingly isnt painful at all.

well.. for me, im not sure where to start... one time i was climbing a wall to prove to my friends (i was 3 sue me) that i was brave... well it wasn't cemented in... so a brick came loose and landed on my BARE toe.... i'm not sure if it broke, i dont remeber... but it hurt!!!!

lets see.. what else is there? i know ive done some stupid things (scratch some.. alot of stupid things) AH! one time my friends and i were wading in a very shallow lake shore, and i sunk waist deep in mud, and cried for my mommy while i sank 1 inch deeper.......... maybe i shouldn't have told you guys that... what else?

OH! one time i was walking through the class room, and kept tripping on something.. i thought it was a kid, but later found out it was my shoelaces

My most embarrasing moment:

When I was in high school, I in the marching band, which it pretty small. (Actually, it's shrunk by now to about half of that original small number, but that's another story.) I had been Drum Captain since I moved to that school as a sophomore, simply because I thought that being Drum Major would be boring, and I wanted to actually play an instrument.

Anyway, that year, the school board decided to relocate the band's reserved bleachers to the top of the home team's stands, right next to the press box. Geniuses...NOT! Practically no one knows what it's like to walk up to the top of a tall flight of bleachers with heavy percussion instruments suspended from your shoulders and torso, because most percussionists don't have to climb stairs to get back to their assigned positions.

But I'm veering off topic. One game, as I was walking up the stairs after a halftime performance (walking more like a robot than a Human being, because the extra baggage increased my weight by 30%), I tripped and fell over the band director's megaphone. The infernal machine started bouncing down the stairs, and finally stopped about halfway down. Unfortunately, it landed on one of its controls, because the siren on that megaphone went off as it landed.

To make matters worse, the band director told ME to go down there and turn it off, which I reluctantly did. And that is how I embarrased myself in front of about 1500 people that came to that game.

I don't have any embarrasing moments or I do and my mind just blocked it out either way I have nothing embarrasing to write about.

I've blocked out most of my embarassing moments(but im sure ill think of one ) Heres a painful moment though. When i was real little i put my hand into a bowl of boiling soup, took the entire top layer of skin off my hand. thankfully, I have no memory of this happening.

I was supervising a party on University premises and stood on the edge of the podium where the DJ operated. Everybody that wanted to go and get drunk or visit the toilet had to pass by me.

In 3 hours my ass got grabbed, squeezed, patted a few dozen times.
Thankfully my underwear was clean [ ] and my ass was nice and ripe after a prolonged session of leg workouts in the gym.

Have memorised faces [and hand profiles] of the lovely ass-squezing females, for future "reference".

The young these days have no respect for the older generation [I AM 29...]

aye had fun did we? well.. let em think of another embarrassing moment.. AH!! how could i have forgotten this one... ok this fact is embarrassing no less, but here goes... in my family i am known as "hugger" as i love hugging my relatives (most of them are german) and family.. don't ask why.,. just makes me feel fuzzy well, when i was REAL little, i used to hug my teachers......... dont even... well anyway, every morning i used to go hug the very nice art teacher... nowadays id pay to hug a lady like that.. but anyway... one time i walked in, and there right in the middle of the room, was a table, with chairs filled with teh principals, and teachers (mainly MY teacher) they all looked up, and i just stood there for a few minutes, until some1 finally got up and shut the door... my teacher was already a crab apple... and had once pretended to throw away a test of mine just coz i talke back... my parents weren't happy... hehe... er *cough* anyway... she was real ticked and gave me a piece of her mind.. though my parnets supported her that time.. unlike alot of people, i have sadly.. a very good memory, so i remeber everything embarrassing.. but nothign important

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in my family i am known as "hugger"

As long as it's not 'Facehugger'!!!

I have just come the conclusion that I live a very dull live and the closest thing I did to embarrassing was taking a swim naked in front of a bunch of other students at my school but that only because they dared me so it wasn't embarrassing.

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just makes me feel fuzzy

So does the fussy feeling have something to do with them being German? (You only told us not to ask why they make you feel fuzzy.)

i told you not to ask coz then i would have to make a long explanation.. well, thier family, and well... i love em and... uh... god i hate doing this well.. its so hard to explain, like when u hugged ur mom when u were little, u felt safe, and warm and "fuzzy" thats teh same thing

btw... the snowflakes on these forums are a nice touch

is this topic dead? i was really enjoying it

I think it is.... maybe we've all run out?