What was the dumbest thing you have done

[Viking 0]

I would have to say for me it was when i was like 5th grade or so and i tried to jump to the sixth bar on the monky bars and missed. My nose said hello to a small tree root didn't break my nose but i lost quit a bit of blood that day.
so what about you guys?
Remember when Sex was safe and skydiving was Dangerous?

[skyhawk 2]

tried to commit suicide

[phatcat 0]

Dumbest thing? Probably when I went to a frat party and got way too drunk. I ended up locking myself in my trunk and had to piss in a Wal Mart bag while holding my keychain mag-lite in my teeth so I could aim.
Josh
"One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar" - Helen Keller

[spectre230 0]

[Viking 0]

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Pissed on an electric fence

OUCH
Remember when Sex was safe and skydiving was Dangerous?

[Hardcore 0]

Polished off a 26er of Gin, then carried on with the Harvey Wall Bangers to celebrate Birthday, stumbled to the party, fell off the step, crawled home well had some friends kinda help me along, went home to early, fell into the door, woke up the next morning with lots of bruises and scratches. Was the talk of the town and well...that's why I dont live in a small town anymore.
"The future belongs to those who believe in their dreams".

[skybytch 273]

I plead the fifth on this one.
pull and flare,
lisa
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I am a nobody.
Nobody's perfect.
Therefore, I am perfect!

[Albatross 0]

O.K. this is going to be a partial story since I only remember the first 15 min and the next day. I was at college for the orientation week and took "as much Absolute as I could before coming up for air" about 700ml or so. I remeber getting dressed and wasking across the quad on my hands. ThenI remeber refing a volley abll game of bikini clad women and then waking up butt naked in my bed with my head in the CLEAN trash can next to my bed.
I have been told of the things that I did that night and met several "women" that I flirted with. But the worst was hearing that I was found singing on the landing of my dorm puking down onto the first floor. I guess that I was smart enough to not lie in my own puke. But I was apparently yelling, singing and laughing 'I've fallen and I can't get up". At that point I was told that I couldn't even stand on my own. Ah to be young and stupid.
Flare Damn it!!!!!
Albatross

[Michele 1]

I tried to teach my big brother to fly by pushing him off the roof. He didn't flap hard enough, and broke an arm. We were like 7 and 9.
Oh, wait, the stupidest thing *I* have done? Well, hunh....like I'd tell you.....lol (actually, there are so many of them to chose from...)
ciel bleu-
Michele

[spectre230 0]

[Michele 1]

In a public forum? Nah, but if you ever catch me drunk enough, well, I'll likely tell you a story or two.......
Ciels-
Michele

[freaksister 0]

My goodness I can't begin to choose! I have way too many drunk stories!
I'll say the dumbest thing I have done *skydiving* ok?
It was my 11th jump and I had just seen a guy's hook turn go bad and got to see lots of blood and bones and eyeballs and all that. They careflighted him out and then put up another load. I was on said load. Nervous as hell. Came in on final between the two paved runways (where all students have to land at this particular dz - not Dallas) and a big thingamagigger of turbulence off the left runway blew my canopy over the right runway. I panicked and instead of giving my canopy a "little left" like they were saying on the radio I gave it a left toggle turn at least halfway. I effectively did a low turn at about 20 feet and since I was crosswind the wind blew me over the left runway again and I lost so much altitude I had no time to even attempt to flare. "I thought, I am going to break my ankles or legs this time..." and smashed in. Then as I was in shock for a few seconds, I didn't get up to collapse the canopy and the winds were dragging me down the runway. Good thing I had on a hard helmet or I would have been missing chunks of hair and scalp. Finally I got up and I was so happy not to have broken bones it took me a second or two to notice all this blood everywhere. I look at my hands and my palms have no skin and neither do my knees. (I had on a thick Dickie's jumpsuit which they still use there, holes and all!) I was bleeding all over the student canopy. The I/E (also dz owner) comes zipping over in the golf cart with my mom in tow, screaming at me about how what I just did was so stupid. Then he sees the blood and just says get in the golf cart let's go to the first aid kit. That was SOOOO painful. This where I always come up with that statement about road rash turning into permanent tattoos if you don't pick the ashphalt out with tweezers. I looked like I was in a car wreck. Had to fly home on SW Airlines and people stared at me the whole way.
I still have scars!
Low turns are BAD BAD BAD! Don't learn this the hard way!
I was just thinking that probably the dumbest thing I've done otherwise was getting drunk and jumping out of a moving car when I was pissed at my boyfriend once. Or maybe it was getting drunk and violent with a police officer and getting arrested on Christmas Eve. Or maybe...LOL never mind...
Before you judge me, take a look at you...

[ramon 0]

I bought a goddamn Volkswagen....new....
almost 4 years old now and about 12,000 worth of insurance (12 inch flood waters destroyed my engine) and extended warranty claims on the POS. And, my airconditioner just went out..again.
Why am I paying a car note for this crap.
Ok, maybe it's not the dumbest, but it is something I regret every couple of weeks.

[Schroeder 0]

Ok, you guys might think I'm joking about this stuff, but I'm serious.
I'll say two, because it's a tie. The first, I fell off a bridge once. My friend and I were sitting around on a sumemr day, and I came up with the idea of rappelling off of the main bridge in town, into the water, then out 150 feet. Next I was supposed to be pulled back tot he undercarriage of the bridge, where I'd rope climb back up. I was 17 at the time, and so was my friend. I got half way down the side of the bridge (about 50 feet) when a knot in the rope at the top caught on one of the railings. My friend let go of the rope to free the knot, and as he did, it came loose and I plummeted down 50 feet into the river. I was pulled down the river until the rope reached it's full length. The rest is a harrowing story about how I got out of the river alive, but it's long. Let's just say, I can swim only enough to save my ass, and I proved it that day.
Second, one brisk morning at the local ski hill, I decided it'd be a good idea to attempt to jump over the parking lot. I tucked in, was going waaay too fast, launched about 80 feet, did a 540, rotated onto my side and fell onto the ice and gravel from about 20 feet up. I ended up with internal bleeding, a shattered elbow, a sprained ankle(*?*) and a bunch of other stuff. Those who saw it on the ground said it was insane how fast and far I went. But obviously not far enough. THAT was stupid.

[Monk 0]

Well, one of THE DUMBEST things I have ever done happened just yesterday on the last jump. It was going to be a Team Flail big way (the last one of the day). The previous jump went well so we decided to do another and put the beer off for another jump. (No putting off the beer wasn't the dumb thing). We jumped on the tram waiting to be taken to the Otter when we looked to the South and South East. And big as Texas was this SOLID Wall Dust storm 5 miles wide. We all kind of looked at each other wondering if we should go. It looked like this MASSIVE Gust Front was going to pass to the south of the airport. And we all agreed that if it came down to it...we could always ride the plane down. One guy (an old timer) took one look at this Monstrosity, turned right around and said "No F*ing way". I was front front float so I was going to be first out, which meant I had the best seat in the house ( sitting on the edge of the door with my leg hanging out enjoying the view and cool air). A 4 time gold medal winner was on this jump too sitting right next to me. Both of us spent the entire plane ride up studying this massive wall of churning dust worthy of a camera shot likening to that from the movie "The Mummy". We kept looking at each other shaking our heads. One of the dropzone workers was going to do a hop'n pop and be our eyes on the ground. He bailed out uneventfully. One of us asked the pilot to radio to the ground and ask if it looked alright. They radioed back and said it was perfectly calm. (Calm before the storm). We hurried the jump run and I climbed out first. I looked down over my left shoulder while hanging on the side of the Otter waiting for everyone else to climb out and saw directly below that perfectly defined airborne killer. The count was given starting the jump. The jump was ok...definitely a flail jump. We broke off and I tracked like hell and hummed it on down to limit the time spent in those boiling winds. I threw and got open. Immediately my canopy turned straight into the jaws of this sandy beast. I take a quick look around and see everyone is open and having the same trouble I was. The canopy was violently throwing itself about. I grabbed the front riser and started spiraling down. It wasn't working out to well so I switched to a rear riser. The second I did that the canopy collapsed. Oh shit! It seemed like a lifetime before the canopy re-inflated. I grabbed the brake and toggled down. All of us were being taken way downwind. Most of us didn't make it back to the landing area. I tucked my knees to my chest and made the last bit of the straight in approach with both front risers burried trying to get forward movent and to get down as quick as possible. I just barely made the edge of the grass. I really don't even remember flaring. Just immediately grabbing my right rear riser and tugging with all my strenght to keep from being dragged into the desert. Everyone made it back and not a single person was injurred. I know I got about 4 prayers in on the canopy ride down. Now we have a new valid excuse for flailing a jump. "I had Dust Storm Anxiety". Next time I'm going to make like Bullet Bob and say "No F*ing way!" and go back in and start pulling down beers.
Ciao
Monk

[PLFKING 4]

So many dumb things to do, and so little time !
My top three...
1) jumped off a 100-foot cliff into a lake when I was 17 -- split my sneakers and cut-offs, bloodied my nose, and walked around limping for 3 days (felt like 20 guys had taken turns kicking me in the crotch -- OUCH !)
2) Jumped out of the back of a pick-up truck (over the side) doing about 30 mph on a paved road when I was 12 -- scraped all the skin off both knees (down to the muscle), and chipped two teeth (AND got grounded for two months !)
3) Pissed on an electric fence when I was 10 (won the dare, but it wasn't worth it).
The PLF Dumbass

[ramon 0]

You know...If i thought about all the times I should have been hurt and wasn't....I guess my personal answer might have been different.
32 yrs old, 10 years in military, did lots of drugs in college, owned motorcycle 10 years, 450 jumps some swoops, swam in ocean, skateboarded, skied, all the stupid shit punk rockers did in the 80s
.........never a broken bone or hospital trip (cept nose 8years old, baseball)
knock on wood.
ramon

[freeflir29 0]

This one's easy. I got married. What stupid thing that was!
"Show me your Tits" -Me
Clay

[bluestar 0]

Here it is folks
I was 16 and like all of us at that age I thought I knew everything. Anyway, me and my mom got into a argument (sound familiar anyone) she called me a SOB, and thinking the perfect comeback of "I KNOW" was just the thing to shut her up actually SAID IT! Trust me it WAS NOT! This normally very calm 5'4" woman flattened a 6' teenager with an open hand slap. It was the hardest I have ever been hit including a car wreck were my face impacted a telephone pole!
Be Safe Have Fun
Kevin
BTW: 2:1:1