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[Zrk2]

Spoiler: Stupidity #1 (click to show/hide)

So I went prom camping at some sketchy-ass "campground" up north, ostensibly owned by the Hells Angels. Once everyone got there it was a 48 hour nonstop debauch. I had to drive back on the Sunday, so I decided to get my 48 hours of debauch done in about 24.
At this point I should point out I had never been drinking before.

I started with beer. I had about 5, and still felt completely fine. I played a couple games of beer pong, talked with people, whatever. Then I went back to my truck. I noticed I had a 2L of coke, and a Niagara Falls cup. I did the logical thing and went looking for some rum to mix in. Boy did I ever find it. Turns out drunk people mix strong drinks. I had three, and was falling all over the place. That's about where my memory craps out. Apparently I funnelled another one after that.
After this I was falling over and bitching about never having been to Niagara Falls (which I have). At this point I finally started puking and falling over. At one point I spent an hour propped up against the fence pissing.

I woke up at 3am later that night without a hangover (I had puked it all up) and very hungry. I made bacon and went about learning what had happened. Apparently someone almost beat the crap out of the guy that got me the rum, because they thought I might be dying. And an ambulance was almost called for me, I think.

Spoiler: Stupidity #2 (click to show/hide)

The other good one happened while I was on a trip in the UK. I was 17. Remember I'm 6'2'', 230lbs, white guy. I don't look like I take a lot of shit, especially in my old-ass fleece coat.

We were billeted with locals on this trip (it was a rugby tour). Needless to say one night it was decided that a party needed to be held. As the oldest looking person there I was elected to handle the alcohol purchase.

My story was I was over from Minnesota to visit some friends from college. I walked in to this sketchy little convenience store, grab 30 cans of cheap beer, and a bottle of vodka, because some dumbass decided that what he really needed was a whole bottle of vodka. He was 5', maybe 130lbs, at best.

Once I gave it to him he snuck off and drank the whole thing. This did not end well. When he got back to his billets' for the night he stumbled into bed, and proceeded to puke all over himself. The mother of his billet was very concerned and almost called an ambulance for him.

The next day the tale of his night is told. I proceed to shit bricks. Multiple people were questioned (including the guy I bought the booze with), but no one else is identified right then. So we carry on all day. At the end of the day we get the anticipated tongue lashing. It sucked, and I figured I was fucked. The trip continued as planned, albeit with vodka-guy glued to the side of one of the coaches at all times.

When we were in the airport waiting to fly home he came over and sat down beside me. "They know," he said. More bricks are shat. He burst out laughing. We fly home. When we finally get back the principal is waiting there for him. He's carted off to a meeting between his parents and the principal.

I find out the next day (while I'm still freaking the fuck out) that his meeting is all wrapped up, and he's suspended for five days. I figured as much. But what I wanted to know, was was anyone else in shit?

No. The magnificent bastard took the whole wrap himself. Didn't sell a single person out. Goddammit, vodka-guy, thanks. You really saved my ass there.

There's also the time I almost sunk a boat, but it can wait for now.

[misko27]

I once wanted to find out what aactually happens when you stick a fork in a electrical socket. Thinking that "Rubber does not conduct electricity" = "Rubber is electricity-proof.", I donned a pair and grabbed the nearest metal skewer (I though it would be easier then a fork. It had no sharp edges.), and jammed it right in socket. Took longer then I thought it would to connect. The Obvious occured, and I immediately pulled it out and washed my poor hand.
 
Also, when i was really young, we were on vactation on a Carribean Island whose name I do not remember, and I managed to walk off and somehow hacked into the Alarm system enough to turn on every alarm. Seriously, fire, Earthquake, Hurricane, all that wonderful stuff. Calling the Fire department. I even managed to wander off before they found me. I was a little saboteur when I was young.

[Neonivek]

A long time ago I said that small pox isn't dangerous if properly cleaned because they tended to kill you through infection.

Yeah... I was really wrong. Only one type of Small pox can be that but the others.

As for stupid things I did...

One time someone told me not to flush the toilet, I heard them, I said ok, I told my sister not to use the bathroom... And then I used the bathroom and flushed the toilet.

Honestly it is the kind of level of dumb, you cannot defend.

[Kadzar]

fire

That reminds me, I used to like to play with fire in my room. Mostly lighting candles and putting stuff nearby to burn. But one time I had a fire just absolutely erupt, and it probably would have at least set something else on fire if I hadn't had it going in a tin and quickly put the cover on to smother it. That tin got absolutely caked in soot. I think I might have caused the smoke detector in the hall to go off, too.

Another time, I believe inspired by some Donkey Kong cartoon going on at the time, I decided to hollow out the globe in my room so I could have a secret place to store things. I managed to cut the thing in half, but at that point I found out that the thing was made of cardboard and wouldn't hold up very well in such a condition, so I was left with an empty globe stand and some useless bits of cardboard.

Also, before my parents got cable (which was relatively recently) and I was maybe like 12 or 14, there was talk of running a line from the tv antenna in our attic to the tv in my room. For some reason, I got it into my head that I should start making a hole. With a pocket knife. My parents weren't too pleased with that.

And back to taking thing apart, I used to take all kinds of things apart as a kid. Toys, handheld games, hot glue guns (when I took one of these apart I decided to plug the thing in and press the two heater elements together, causing a shower of sparks), batteries. Usually I managed to put things back together, or they were so useless it didn't matter that I couldn't (or they contained mechanical clock parts; damn springs are a bitch to put back in), but there was this one time that I disassembled a computer and printer. And couldn't figure out how to put it back together. Luckily it wasn't our main computer, just an old computer that was put in my room and given to me to use, but my parents were still none too pleased.

[Askot Bokbondeler]

POST NOTE:
I don't condone drunk driving, or driving under the influence of any drugs. I took the time to practice this skill, and (i) know how to operate well enough to get myself back safely. I don't do this often, but in case I need to, I have the skill.

oh boy. something tells me you'll be quoting this post in this same thread sometime in the future

[Strife26]

Nah. I once believed that bitching about cynicism in a thread like this'd be a good idea, but then I realized that doing it passive aggressively would be much more fun.



<sub>Although, the assumption that doing it passive aggressively wouldn't be dickish too, seems to have been lost upon me.

And let's be honest, the meta-shit really isn't all that impressive either. Guess I'm still an idiot, all things considered.</sub>

[Zrk2]

Nah. I once believed that bitching about cynicism in a thread like this'd be a good idea, but then I realized that doing it passive aggressively would be much more fun.



<sub>Although, the assumption that doing it passive aggressively wouldn't be dickish too, seems to have been lost upon me.

And let's be honest, the meta-shit really isn't all that impressive either. Guess I'm still an idiot, all things considered.</sub>

Well, you are the one that volunteered to be shot at, I just got shitfaced.

[varnish]

Yours was. Holy crap xD

I actually still believe some of these things, or a part of me does. It's a fun way to live.

I used to believe that spicy noodle soup, canned potatoes, and canned carrots made a good meal. This is not exactly true.

[Scelly9]

Heh, the only exceedingly stupid thing I have done is pyro related. I lit one of those bottles of hand sanatizer on fire (that stuff burns like liquid fire) and proceeded to spill it onto the porch where I was standing. It turns out liquid fire goes through cracks quite well, and within a few seconds a large amount of flames where coming up from under the porch where a large amount of leaves had caught fire. It one of those low porches, maybe 12 inches up off the ground, and the entire bottom was filled with leaves. After a few frantic minutes, it was extinguished with several large pitchers of water. Albeit with a bit of blackening.