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Have you ever inflicted pain on yourself in an extremely embarrasing way?

I did a few times. Once, when I gut a pubic hair stuck in my fly. It really hurts, and you can't move around or else it will hurt even more.

I was run over by a tractor...

While I was driving it.

Feel free to try and imagine how I pulled that one off.

I accidentally walked into a door frame.....of course I was only 8 at the time and wasn't really paying attention.

Vertigo1 wrote:I accidentally walked into a door frame.....of course I was only 8 at the time and wasn't really paying attention.

Oh, that's nothing. Once, when I was running out of school at the end of the day and not paying attention, I ran smack into a metal pole. Hurt like a sonofabitch.

Then one time, I was chatting with my cousin and walked right into the Exit door at Tops. Needless to say, I got ribbed over that one.

Wooden clothespins on all five fingers actually gets very euphoric after about thirty seconds...

That's how I sometimes relaxed in high school while in the photo classroom.

Mostly running into things.
Though I once jumped into the lintel of a door frame of my house, the area of it that was obviously built to allow for midgets who don't like to hop around.

I opened my hand completely from a jar that my brother broke in the sink with the dishes and then ran away to avoid getting in trouble for. I didn't even notice for ten minutes. I was walking around gashed open and Mom saw it first.

At certain times of the day from certain angles and certain velocities on a departent store bicycle, it is impossible to distinguish an old, dirty plywood skateboard ramp in the middle of the street from said street until said bicycle and rider have encountered said skateboard ramp and inverted positions. Almost broke my jaw on that one.

Inverted positions? How high was that ramp?

Fell off bleachers once in a crowded gym.

Then there was one time when I was exhausted and managed to do a split all the way down to the floor when I slipped on something.

My friend Rob once walked straight into a glass door at Wendy's. Since then we've asked him how his nose is, and he invariably replies "still broken"

Dalton wrote:Fell off bleachers once in a crowded gym.

Then there was one time when I was exhausted and managed to do a split all the way down to the floor when I slipped on something.

My friend Rob once walked straight into a glass door at Wendy's. Since then we've asked him how his nose is, and he invariably replies "still broken"

Two people named rob in such close proximity.
IT'S A SIGN OF THE END TIMES!!!!

I just recently pulled a thigh muscle by ... trying to stand up. Yes I'm a member of the Lump Club, but that's not why it happened. I'm moving to I've been carrying a lot of heavy shit from my old place to my parents. So I've was due for something.

A couple of times while I was programming I really hurt my eye in embarring ways. The first time I had an eyelash in my eye and when I moved my hand towards my eye to remove it I had a muscle spasm and jabbed my thumb in my eye.

The second time I had finally found the solution to the a problem I was working on, and it was really simple. So I went, 'D'oh' and smacked my forehead. But I missed. Smacked myself in the eye.

When I was 3, I was running, and I slammed into a clothsline pole and cracked my skull. When I was 5, I fell onto an uncovered radiator and cracked the back of my skull, and somewhere in between I managed to fall down a flight of steps and beat the shit out of my nose.

Nothing quite as serious since then, although I'vedone a lotof painfully embarrassing things.

You know how sometimes when your turing socks right side out and there get a little knot caught in the end of it? Well I remedy that buy hitting it against my arm, except one time the tight little knot swong a bit to far around my arm and I racked myself.

OOhhh, hurt physically heh.

When I was three years old, I took a key and plugged it into a socket and electricuted myself for a couple seconds.

Hmmm, that's all I can think of now.

Cyaround,
Jason

My GF, before she was my GF made me walk into a locked door. I was paying too much attention to her and not enough to where I was going and I walked right into the door in front of like 30 people. Good thing it was my last year of high school or I would never have heard the end of that one.

Sometimes after a good hard run, I can be walking down stairs and miss a stair, then land on my ass. Probably happens once a month or so.

HemlockGrey wrote:When I was 3, I was running, and I slammed into a clothsline pole and cracked my skull. When I was 5, I fell onto an uncovered radiator and cracked the back of my skull, and somewhere in between I managed to fall down a flight of steps and beat the shit out of my nose.

Nothing quite as serious since then, although I'vedone a lotof painfully embarrassing things.

Like that time your cat bit your wiener?

When moving into a new house once, all the bedroom doors had mirrors on them. Naturally, as it was a new house, I did not know my way *around* the house. I bumped into one of the doors thinking it was a doorway into another room.

~ver

Rogue 9 wrote:Inverted positions? How high was that ramp?

I guess about two feet at the top. The thing was, I was coming down a hill, so I was really flying when I hit it. I definitely hit the pavement before the bike did.

Here's a good one someone else did in HS..

Apparently, he was coming out of the music building on his way to second period (coming from band first period), and he had apparently forgotten something in the building. So he ran back to the building, hit his head on one of the door dividers (how he managed this, I can't attribute to anything other than his being an airhead) and split his forehead open.

He didn't get stitches out for a couple weeks.

~ver

I've had a "Theres Something About Mary" moment which hurt quite a lot.

Six inch curve + Tasoth = Broken ankle. That was a beautiful one. then theirs the handle on the mop squeezer flying back and smacking me in the nuts....

Playing indoor football (basically touch footy on a basketball court), I was recovering from a play and getting back into formation for the next one when my foot decided to bend a full 90 degrees inward on its roll axis. OUCH.

I missed the next week of gym class. I like touch footy too...


Another time we were on the field (weapons free: we were clear to SMASH whoever we hit instead of just touching) and yup, I got hit.

Now lemme explain something: Half these guys were big mucle-head brutes and fat guys, a quarter were g33ks who don't play unless forced by Coach), and the rest were skinny little velociraptor doods with RAZOR-SHARP elbows (not really but still major ouch), knees, and other things that were really 'phun' to hit a guy with, and on top of this, could push Mach 3 easy. I was one of the fast skinny doods.

Anyways, I got hit by another velociraptor guy. This kid kamikazeed his head right into my hip, which knocked me waaaaaay up in the air, and I flipped over twice before hitting the ground with my head. Phun!

And there was this other time on the field where I wasn't the guy getting hit, but the one hitting the other guy. The 'other guy' was the star QB of the football team too. He drops back for a pass play, I see an opening and blow through, and right before he can fire the ball, <-CRACK!!-> I blast right into him and knock him back several feet. The poor dood hit the deck screaming with three broken ribs! Don't worry, he lived and is probly just as cute now as he was back then.

Kuja wrote:Oh, that's nothing. Once, when I was running out of school at the end of the day and not paying attention, I ran smack into a metal pole. Hurt like a sonofabitch.

Then one time, I was chatting with my cousin and walked right into the Exit door at Tops. Needless to say, I got ribbed over that one.

Heh, thats nothing. I was over at a friends house playing. He had taken an old garden hose and made a rope swing out of it. We were swinging back and forth across a large ditch next to the road. Well, there was a little stump still in the ground where a pecan tree had been. I didn't see it, and didn't anticipate the hose stretching so much. The end of the hose had a loop tied into it so all I had to do was put my foot in and get a running start. Well, I did that and leaned back to let my momentum carry me across. Remember that stump I mentioned earlier? Good. I didn't notice how low to the ground I was because I was leaning back so I was just short of being level with the ground. JUST before I got to the edge of the ditch, I hit the stump....right between my legs! I don't think I need to explain to you guys how much pain I was in at that very moment.... I was a good 10 years old at the time. Luckily, nothing was damaged so no trip to the hospital was needed. However, I did end up walking like a duck for a few days....