Most Dangerous Situation?

entitled said:
However, you did succeed in learning survival skills while in the Boy Scouts.

I also learned:
- that dead bodies left in the African sun for three days burst and stink.
- that bullets and shells don't care who your parents are or what nationality you are.
- that humour survives even in impossible situations.
- that water can be something to die for.
- that not being able to shoot back can be frustrating...

Og
 
oggbashan said:
I also learned:
- that dead bodies left in the African sun for three days burst and stink.
- that bullets and shells don't care who your parents are or what nationality you are.
- that humour survives even in impossible situations.
- that water can be something to die for.
- that not being able to shoot back can be frustrating...

Og

Oh my God, you're not joking. :eek:
 
When I was a teen, I was very restless and longed for adventure as well as a little danger. I thought that anything was better than the feeling of being dead inside. So when I was 14, while my father was working the midnight shift at GM and my mom slept, I would sneak out of the house and walk around for hours in the early AM.

I went everywhere; the sleaziest parts of downtown, the back alleys of nightclubs, the railroad tracks, etc. I'd just drift and return just before sunrise, then I'd get ready for school like nothing happened. :devil:

It got old after a while, and I missed my sleep so I gave it up soon afterward.

I'm off. Good night, folks. ;)
 
Aurora Black said:
They're pretty to look at, but I can't go near one. When I was 7, I was brave enough to stroke a horse's nose but I was afraid to pet it because I thought it would eat me. :D

I promise not to unless you ask me nicely.

I was coming home from grocery shopping on Saturday when I saw two mules munching on some grass near the street, and I just stopped and stared at them in disbelief. I thought, "Only here can you see two MULES grazing in the street!"

That brings back a fond memory of Limerick. We were coming home past a high, raised roundabout - a relatively small one - and saw several horses grazing on the grass in the middle of it.
 
I went on a day-long hike with 2 buddies when I was 14, so I can understand that.
 
not many dangerous situations for me...

well, maybe that one: when i was two or three years old, i put some knitting needles into an electricity outlet (is that how you call it?) - but by strange coincidence, i happened to chose the only two plastic needles in between all the metal ones that my mom had. or maybe i was just a very smart child and knew i had to take the plastic ones, hehe...
 
Munachi said:
not many dangerous situations for me...

well, maybe that one: when i was two or three years old, i put some knitting needles into an electricity outlet (is that how you call it?) - but by strange coincidence, i happened to chose the only two plastic needles in between all the metal ones that my mom had. or maybe i was just a very smart child and knew i had to take the plastic ones, hehe...
I did the samething with keys, they were metal as was the chain. ZAP...ole zeb was flying accross the room, yipe. 2nd degree burns on both hands. :confused:
 
Is that true? It sounds almost like a scene from "American Pie." :D
Mate, American Pie has got nothing on me - it's ALL absolutely true. If I think back to the amount of times I've been walked in on and or been caught in a comprimising situation with a women... it's unbeleivable. I had some awesome times though... worth every single time - all the planes, trains, and automobiles (well maybe not planes).
 
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