For Fun, daftest way that you have injured yourself

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...I bit my hand until I bled once.

I was hopping along rocks on the side of a mountain road, fell on the road side (thankfully enough) but i cut open my right foot, needed stitches. I also once played in a park on one of those monkey bars thing, except it was a quarter of a circle (the rest was attached to some complex) and i tried to "walk" on the bars and balance myself, fell and hit my head, more stitches. Also when i was a youngster (5 or so) i accidentally sliced one of my thumbs with my dad's swiss army knife that i curiously opened without knowing where the blade was. More stitches.

So yeah, take your pick. :p

Ok, is anyone else cringing everytime a new post is added to this thread? Cause most of it is OUCH.

I was sitting at the computer and my foot went to sleep.

Then I kicked it into a chair leg and broke my toe.

I was born and have had serious problems ever since.

Too broad, Sand.

Most recent one I can think of... I dislocated my knee trying to get a chair out of the back of my jeep. Stupidest part is that I know that that knee has problems but for some stupid reason I still tryed resting the chair on it...

Stupidest close call was a year or so ago, I was trying to cut a piece of wood on the table saw at my mom's house. The piece of wood was way too small to be cut with a table saw and knowing this I tried anyways. Just before starting the saw up I had enough sense to step to the side incase it jammed and kicked back... which it did and shot the piece of wood flying across the room hard enough to dent my mom's pick up truck (sorry mom). If I hadn't stepped to the side I probably would have been impaled... it was the wrong tool for the job in the first place though and I knew that.

Not exactly an injury but one time when I was a kid, was with my family at a show (maybe the Royal Show, a huge yearly show here). I was eating a hot dog and there was just a bit left. Not enough for two mouthfuls but too much for one. I didn't want to eat two small mouthfuls so tried it in one and almost choked on it . I'm a little more careful eating now.

Nice thread

Once when I was a four year old, I was between the outside wall of my father's repaire shop, and a pole. I, uhm.. slipped there. Nothing broke, but I bled.... heh.. This taught my mind a helpful hint about rock slopes and gravity, and how you don't dance above metalic objects.

During my teens, I liked to run around at night. It was a big yard, and not all of it had a fence to border it. There was only some fencing, and one part we could open and close in one spot. Well, I thought it was open one night, when I was going on a run. I was running, my mind pretend playing me as a ninja. Swiftness, silence.. Slamming into the wired gate then laying there with my failure sinking in. Havn't let myself find any 'invisable' fences at night too easily since. I bet my Dad eventualy figured out what caused the 5 foot dent to. He only had to add it up to my slight bruises and scratches.

A couple of these remind me of other talented ouches. Forgot what they were exactly

I've been hit in the head with a spinning clothes line... but that wasnt my fault...

LOL!! Hilarious thread, just as AFV videos, really funny stories! My favourite is the computer toe

Okay so here is my contributions:

As child 1: I grabbed a jug in eager to drink what I thought was yummy juice. But it was hot coffe. I dropped it by reflex when I burned my little hand of the heat and got all the coffee over my throat. I was sent to hospital for threatment but got no permanent burn injuries. There is no traces of it now

As child 2: The phone was ringing and I was eager to answer it. I ran fast to be the first to reply. But I slipped and fell forward and bumped my head right into the ironcorner of the chest the phone was standing on. The impact was so heavy that I emediately lost my two front teeth. Man what I must had looked like a vampire!!

As adult some 14 years ago: I was running to a busstop and decided to take a faster crossover way to not risk missing the bus. I ran over a grassfield and didnt notice there was a hole. I stuck with my foot and twisted it badly when I fell down. I managed to drag myself onboard the bus in massive pain. Later I ended up the ER as the foot went blue and blew up. It was not broken but I couldnt walk for at least a week

Oh yeah, I just remembered. I had a set of marbles and loved putting them in my mouth. My mom was always telling me I would choke. Once when I was around seven or eight I felt something get stuck at the back of my mouth and couldn't get a breath. My mom just stood there watching and I was more shocked that she did not call 911 or attempt the Heimlich Maneuver. I think she was just in shock. I instinticly just stood still with my head tilted and mouth open until it fell out. I never put them in my mouth again. I was the kind of kid who had to burn my hand on the stove to understand that it could burn me.