One of the lads I knew at uni was talked into believing that a pint of milk was "White Guinness"!
Many years ago, before we'd met, my OH came across an extra large crisp in the packet that he was eating.
Instead of breaking said crisp in two or biting small bits off he decided it would be a good idea to put the thing in his mouth whole!
This of course led to him having very sore corners of the mouth... basically, he gave himself a Chelsea grin ...!
I once walked into a lampost because I was looking at some gold curtains instead of where I was going.
I fell backwards into a cut off water butt that was being used as a water bucket for a horse. I actually got stuck and a very important potential client had to help me out and listen to my profanities for a good 5 mins. The potential client was never seen again.
Recently, I was driving and I was the only car in my lane. Because all the other cars were in the other lane, I changed to be in the same one as them because I decided they all knew something I didn't. I got extremely lost and ended up driving around for ages.
I'm sure there are many others but those just popped into my head.......
As an 8 yr old, stepping into an underground tank full of pig-slurry. It's a long(ish) story, but suffice to say I'm very lucky to be here to tell the tale.
Had seriously bad dental pain for reasons I won't go into, was prescribed painkillers with strict instructions not to mix them with alcohol
Let's just say the ingredients to the embarrassing incident involved being stark naked, apologising to a wardrobe for bumping into it, and falling asleep in the bath.
All of which would have been okay if it had been my own house I was in at the time
'Struth! What kind of house do you live in that this would have been acceptable?!
I was thinking about a riding holiday I went on as a teenager the other day as it happens... I was riding a 17.2 mare (that's pretty big for those that don't know). At one point we were playing musical chairs, the idea being that when the music stopped you stopped your horse, jumped off, led them into the middle and sat down. I'd got through several rounds when they upped the anti by saying we'd have to canter round. Needless to say when they stopped the music I forgot to stop the horse before I jumped off.
On another day we had to do a trick dismounting exercise. The idea was you turned sideways on the horse, then leant back until you were lying on your back across the horses back. From there you kicked your legs up and over and let go, so in theory doing a somersalt off and landing on your feet. Of course I got the letting go bit and forgot to kick my legs over.... straight down on my head. I was unhurt... and got it right on another go!
Actually maybe it was catching... another day I was cantering her, riding bareback, towards a jump, when suddenly she was no longer under me and I was flying through the air. I did a perfect stunt roll on landing. It seems she must have caught her foot in some little hole or something: apparently she did a somersault too. She did graze her knees a bit but otherwise we were both fine.
I finished that 2 week holiday totally fine and with 3rd and 4th rosettes from best rider competitions. I've got head injuries from riding on other occasions. LOL
More recently a flatmate asked me to do something about the water that had built up in a broken washing machine. Heaven knows how come she thought I'd be able to do something about it, but I was rather in the position of being bossed around there. Anyway, having examined the outside I, without really thinking it through, thought it might be an idea to open the door for a look inside... well it got most of the water out. Turned out it had been going the wrong way from the overflow into the sink pipe, and the built up water was used washing-up water, complete with food scraps, that had been building up for months. Well, the downstairs neighbour was horrible and deserved the flood!
I am supposed to be high IQ, I just lack co-ordination sometimes...
owwww bet that hurt
Letting a "thunder flash" (army training grenade thing) off in a barrack room................3 windows blown out, some comedy singed hair and ringing ears!
Amazingly I got away with a telling off, even then the guy trying to give me a rocket had a grin on his face!
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