Two times that flash into my mind quickly, I guess I was about 6 or 8, I would grab handfuls of pebbles and throw them into the air above, when they came down, it was kind of like rain, until one pebble went into my ear. Required a trip to the hospital to dig it out.
The other time, I was a little bit older (and wiser??? NOT). Some Freinds and my self were jumping off the roof of our house, using umbrellas as parachutes (Hay, Mary Poppins did it). Was fun a couple of times, third jump, the umbrella folded up, ended up with a broken wrist.
Hey Blue Rogue! My hubby said he and some friends used to jump off the roof with capes, playing Superman.............until they hurt themselves too!
E.G. Sticking my hand in a running lawn mower deck
hitting myself in the head with a running chain saw
grabbing a hot muffler to shake it and see if it was loose with my bare hands (lost some skin on that one) It's a wonder that my nick name is not stubby.
Well, I must admit I too have a couple scars from a running lawnmower as a young lad but thankfully I always did have a healthy respect for running chainsaws
things I've learned since becoming an adult:
handcuffs hurt-ESPECIALLY after you've pissed off the officer applying them
and never fry bacon when yer nekkid!
Snuffy
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