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cut my leg off
*second Baby D post of the day
and I'll wager not the last
Damage report (left arm only):
- Radius broken in two places.
- Ulna broken in two places.
- Humerus broken in one place.
- Dislocated elbow.
- Anconeus muscle removed.
Thought it would be fun to go down it with a football between my legs
As soon as I set off my body lifted itself on top of the ball and i tipped off sideways.
Damage report - Winded.
as am giggling just imagining this
utterly banjaxed my arm, you can still see it
This is how it feels when your word
Means nothing at all
straight into your arms
but the alternative would be unacceptable in a pop song.
I can't see your arm
fell off a climbing frame when I was wee and knocked the wind out of me before I knew knocking the wind out of you was a thing. thought I was dying.
admittedly climbing frames aren't very high, but in relative terms it was probably quite high.
Rolled on landing and it was fine
one of these guys:
i fell off the top of the climbing frame in nursery. blood all over my face and dress. and it was photo day.
before the nanny state took over, when you could send your kid down the shop to buy half a pound of knives without any fear of a roving gang of foreign men would take them away and turn them into slave.
broke my arm in two places and burst my lip open
was shaking and in shock and my dad told me i'd got off lightly and made me sit on the settee and not move with a tea towel wrapped around my arm until the chips and beans were ready
my mam got home half an hour later and shouted at him for not realising how serious it was
My mum told my dad he had to take me as she was going out with her mates (whey-o whey-o)
Damage - collapsed vertebra in the middle of my back.
Messed up the alignment of my ribcage, I now have a floating rib poking through between two other ribs.
thewarn your thread has gone weird
When I was a youth at Bowlie, for no apparent reason some strange lady in the chalet below dared me and my crew to jump down from the first floor chalets for ten whole English pounds. I said yes.
Climbed up on the balcony and it looked a lot higher than I expected, so I asked for clarification on dangling. She said yes, I clambered down until I was hanging, oooh, two feet or so above the floor. Landed it. Easiest £10 ever in the end.
Straight onto a stray root. Still got a puncture wound in my back. The very next day I caught my knob in my fly and have a scar up it. Tough couple of days.
me and phil mole jumped out of his treehouse and were winded, and then when we were lying there some red ants came and bit his nob so he claimed
in retrospect, he was a right bullshitter.
I was winded
and so, thewarn, it is infact you thats the bullshitter
I cunningly changed his name so he doesn't google this and find me and beat me up
Jumped from a lot higher whey-o why-o whey-o
that fucking hurt like fuck
both times i broke arms
No injuries, just a huge adrenaline rush. Generally spent most of my life avoiding any sort of perilous situation. Thrown all that out the window in my mid-20s (not literally)
like bicycle jumps you'd do as a child.