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12/07/2005 11:48:35 AM · #26 |
Originally posted by th3ph17:
you knows those tags a new pillow that say do not remove? oh yeah. |
Ok we have a winner here! You rebel you. lol ;)
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12/07/2005 11:50:55 AM · #27 |
Well um...
When I was 15 I was riding an unmarked, unregestered snowmobile across a lake going around 80+ miles per hour (Speed limit is 50MPH.) An Officer of the law on a snowmobile catchs right up to me and is motioning me to pull over. I reached over and hit his kill switch, and bee-lined outta there. Never did caught.
Then again..
A few years ago I decided to make one of my R/C planes a night flying plane. Added some LED's, then decided it should have on board video via an adaptek pen cam. A few flights with it I decided since the receiver had 4 channels and I was using only 3, to use the 4th channel for something fun. I made it fire large bottle rockets, used some aluminuim foil to protect the foam wing. Took it down the park at night and went on a "bombing" mission. The video of the firing of the "missiles" onboard the plane didn't really turn out, since when the fired it made the plane nose up. But from the ground perspective it looked like a UFO just fired on something:) |
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12/07/2005 12:03:14 PM · #28 |
In the 70's after a late night party, went out to the portland airport, jumped the fence and ran out to the runway and took one of those blue runway lights.....pretty stupid.....
Message edited by author 2005-12-07 12:03:57. |
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12/07/2005 12:06:37 PM · #29 |
Originally posted by MQuinn:
...A few years ago I decided to make one of my R/C planes a night flying plane. Added some LED's, then decided it should have on board video via an adaptek pen cam. A few flights with it I decided since the receiver had 4 channels and I was using only 3, to use the 4th channel for something fun. I made it fire large bottle rockets, used some aluminuim foil to protect the foam wing. Took it down the park at night and went on a "bombing" mission. The video of the firing of the "missiles" onboard the plane didn't really turn out, since when the fired it made the plane nose up. But from the ground perspective it looked like a UFO just fired on something:) |
Ok that's too funny. Not exactly in the crazy department but when young a friend and I would tape a match to a paper airplane and light it then throw it to see whose plane could catch fire before it hit the ground. My brother and I also used to tape fire crackers to home made arrows and play The Dukes of Hazzard. lol I think we only got one or two to explode in flight.
Lets see on the crazy side...When I first came in to the military (as if that isn't crazy enough) a friend wanted to go spy on her boyfriend while he was on night duty watching our school building (roving patrol). We snuck up and hid next to a government van and watched him from the shadows.
Suddenly she tells me she saw someone behind us, so still kneeling down I look and around and I see him at the gate talking to the guard pointing towards us. OH CRAP!!!
We took off towards the building and went right through the open doors to the other side where we met her boyfriend...we told him that no matter what, he never saw us and kept on moving back to our barracks. We took the main street and walked normal so as to not bring attention to ourselves as sirens went off all over the base and cops came rushing past us to the school house.
We never got stopped but quickly got into our barracks and changed cloths then went back all innocent and told her boyfriend what happened.
You talk about two scared people! We were certain something would be said in class the next day but we never heard anything more about it.
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12/07/2005 12:09:06 PM · #30 |
Posted a nude in the Inudstrial Challenge... no, j/k
At a party in a gulley, I drank the most alcohol I have ever in my life. I was 18 at the time. I'd chug one beer, spew it back up and then pop another. Eventually passed out in the woods, WHILE peeing. That is as stupid as I think I've ever been and don't EVER wana go that far overboard again. I had a 3-day hangover after that stunt!
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12/07/2005 12:11:33 PM · #31 |
When I was 18 a friend and I decided we had to get out of town. We saw a help wanted add that said it included traveling. Well that was all right with us so we signed up. It ended up being about 10 of us walking around neighborhoods selling magazine subscriptions all day. And when I say all day we were droped off at about 7:00 am and expected to sell so many by the time they picked us up again. Oh.....so not what I signed up for. I lasted a week!
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12/07/2005 01:13:35 PM · #32 |
Originally posted by sabphoto:
My brother and I also used to tape fire crackers to home made arrows and play The Dukes of Hazzard. lol I think we only got one or two to explode in flight.
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I tried shooting sticks of dynamite into the air with bow and arrow, and once filled (don't try this one) hollow aluminum crossbow bolts with gunpowder and glued a .22 into the end. Everything comes right back to you.
When I first stared working with dynamite it was an adrenaline rush just to detonate it. But after a short time the rush wore off until it began to feel routine. After a few months the idea came into my head about cutting the fuses shorter to try to regain some of the initial excitment. This went on for a while until I finally got down to less then 4" fuses and got my leg stuck in the mud after I had lit the fuse. I managed to get unstuck and get behind a tree just ten feet from where the twelve sticks went off. I was cured.
Once when I was doing a really big job I had rigged 50 sticks of dynamite together with det chord and lit a 2 foot fuse. That theoretically would give me a minute and a half to get to a safe location (plenty of time). I was walking away from the area when I turned and glanced back I noticed my Bichon was sitting just a few feet from the burning fuse looking at me. I called him probably five times before I ran back to get him. Needless to say another close call behind a tree. Me and the dog were covered with mud.
I have a dog named Spike who loves to fetch. One day, forgetting his reaction to thrown objects, I threw a stick of dynamite with a short fuse into a patch of briers to clear a path. Good for him that he listens well.
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12/07/2005 01:15:22 PM · #33 |
Originally posted by nsbca7:
Originally posted by sabphoto:
My brother and I also used to tape fire crackers to home made arrows and play The Dukes of Hazzard. lol I think we only got one or two to explode in flight.
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I tried shooting sticks of dynamite into the air with bow and arrow, and once filled (don't try this one) hollow aluminum crossbow bolts with gunpowder and glued a .22 into the end. Everything comes right back to you.
When I first stared working with dynamite it was an adrenaline rush just to detonate it. But after a short time the rush wore off until it began to feel routine. After a few months the idea came into my head about cutting the fuses shorter to try to regain some of the initial excitment. This went on for a while until I finally got down to less then 4" fuses and got my leg stuck in the mud after I had lit the fuse. I managed to get unstuck and get behind a tree just ten feet from where the twelve sticks went off. I was cured.
Once when I was doing a really big job I had rigged 50 sticks of dynamite together with det chord and lit a 2 foot fuse. That theoretically would give me a minute and a half to get to a safe location (plenty of time). I was walking away from the area when I turned and glanced back I noticed my Bichon was sitting just a few feet from the burning fuse looking at me. I called him probably five times before I ran back to get him. Needless to say another close call behind a tree. Me and the dog were covered with mud.
I have a dog named Spike who loves to fetch. One day, forgetting his reaction to thrown objects, I threw a stick of dynamite with a short fuse into a patch of briers to clear a path. Good for him that he listens well. |
LOL!!!
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12/07/2005 01:33:39 PM · #34 |
Maybe not as "edgy" as some of you but it's awfully random and crazy.
One time in high school on a boring night, some friends and I spent hours driving around town stealing tulips from peoples yards. We filled an entire car trunk with them, taking only 4-5 per yard so that we wouldn't actually ruin anyones garden.
It was a very weird thing to do, but fun. The photos we took that night are great, holding huge armfuls of flowers. |
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12/07/2005 01:34:50 PM · #35 |
Oh my gosh... where do I even start?
Scuba dive in the Arctic Circle off the Northern coast of Russia at the height of the Cold War (I was a Navy diver). My dive partner died during this mission, but we recovered his body and revived him via CPR and treating him for hypothermia. He survived.
Scuba diving off the jeti on Andros Island in the Bahamas at a shark feeding ground. I had an eight foot blue shark run into me and push me through the water several feet. I didn't see him coming so it was quite a surprise. The crazy part was staying in the water for another 90 minutes and getting chased out be several more sharks during that time.
Hitting the start of a double black diamond ski trail at high speed, dropping about 50 feet vertical before landing, and cartwheeling down the mountain at 50 mph. This resulted in six knee surgeries, a concussion, and a split open head. The crazy part is that I skied for five more hours, supporting my weight on one leg, prior to a four hour drive back to New York and the eventual trip to the emergency room. (yes, the doctor yelled at me).
Playing soccer five days after one of those knee surgeries and ripping out my stitches.
Motorcycle wreck on the Interstate in New York at 70 mph. I landed on my head, bounced and flipped several times, and slid forever. When I stood up, I turned around to three lanes of oncoming traffic going past me, barely missing me, at 50-60 mph. I walked away from that one, continued on my trip to go play Paintball (my motorcycle was still drivable, although beat up. I didn't stick around to file a report).
180 foot deep dive on scuba in the Bermuda Triangle. That was crazy. Last thing I saw over my shoulder prior to getting back onto the boat was a six foot wide mouth coming at me. Didn't like that.
I was unconscious for about 4 minutes 135 feet under water off the coast of Italy one time while on scuba (unattended). There is no reason for me to have survived that, but I did. This event truly solidified my belief in God, and in guardian angels.
I can't even count the number of times I knocked myself out doing stupid things on skateboards and mountain bikes...
Is that enough, or should I keep going?
What is my punishment for all of these crazy things?? I have three boys of my own, and they are just as adventurous (and fearless) as I was.
JD
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12/07/2005 01:36:00 PM · #36 |
Well in the military we did alot of things,
in basic training a recruit took a dump in the Drill Sgt's hat, lets just say it was longest 18 weeks of my life,
in iraq we we threw a grenade inside a house that was made of mud, and the whole house colapsed,
one night in the tower in iraq, i took a bunch of .50 cal shells, used my gerber and took off the projectile and piled up the black powder inside, well when i lit it on fire it caught the whole damm towwer on fire, luckily i was able to get it out. but i got chewed for that one,
i would say that if you were in the military you have done more stupid things in the world then you even probably know, like shave the morning of NBC training, lol, it burns,
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12/07/2005 01:38:40 PM · #37 |
| **************censored********trip to Istanbul*********censored*******five bottles of cheap rum***********censored*******horse********censored |
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12/07/2005 01:44:58 PM · #38 |
Originally posted by TroyMosley:
NBC training |
I love the smell of CS in the morning. It smells like...
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12/07/2005 01:48:56 PM · #39 |
Was a climbing member of a Himalayan Mountaineering Expedition to the Everest Region of Nepal. Failed to reach the summit by 400ft.
Decided to go see Everest Base camp, so we ran the 5 miles at 19,000ft. There were parties of US Tourists taking 2 days to walk that stretch but we hammered it there and back in less than 3 hours.
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12/07/2005 01:53:29 PM · #40 |
Ooops, I forgot this one:
When I was a bartender I picked up a bar trick of blowing flames from my mouth using Bacardi 151. It was a cool trick and got me lots of tips. (Don't try this kids, it is VERY dangerous if you happen to inhale).
Well one day, I decided I wanted bigger flames and use 190 proof grain alcohol. Alcohol goes in my mouth, I bring the flame in front of my mouth and blow.. the stuff blows up in my face. Here I am with a flaming face in front of customers.
I knew what to and what not to do. Don't breathe. I quickly grabbed a friend that was standing beside me and put my face out on his shirt. Then realized my hand was still on fire so dunked it in the bar sink.
The funny part is one of my cocktail waitress was running across the room pulling her shirt off and was going to extinguish me with it. I later told her that I would have burned for a few more minutes to have seen that... lol... I still have scars on my left hand from the burns. My face was mostly just 1st degree burns, but I did lose a perfectly good goatee :-)
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12/07/2005 02:08:38 PM · #41 |
jumping off a 50 foot cliff into water....
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12/07/2005 02:12:48 PM · #42 |
| I can't really say,but,think Timothy Leary and Sir Edmund Hillary in Tasmania. |
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12/07/2005 02:15:56 PM · #43 |
| I can tell this one.Totally blind drunk on local Chinese fire water and the brewing personality clash that had to happen happened.Well I beat up the local General secretary of the Communist Party.They didn't stop me for quite a while and I was a legend in the region.True story. |
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12/07/2005 02:21:36 PM · #44 |
Being a complete nerd most of my life, crazy actions are few and far between...but there was this one time, at band camp...
LOL no (I wasn't even in band)...I guess the craziest thing I ever did involved my ex-husband, myself, Dealey Plaza (in downtown Dallas) and the cover of darkness. 
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12/07/2005 02:22:54 PM · #45 |
| PS: no action taken.In fact it never happened.Officially.Felt like Martin Sheen in Apocolypse Now. |
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12/07/2005 02:25:25 PM · #46 |
Originally posted by nsbca7:
I have a dog named Spike who loves to fetch. One day, forgetting his reaction to thrown objects, I threw a stick of dynamite with a short fuse into a patch of briers to clear a path. Good for him that he listens well. |
LOL! Brings back memories:)
As kid I lived in a rural area, outside is where I spent
most my time. Anything that blew up, took off was cool,
fireworks M-80's, duckbomb's, to model rocket motors. But
as always there was a pinnacle...
When I was 11 years old, I was over at my friends house,
his name was Hatch (his last name.) We had built this
really cool fort outta the log pile that was on the vacant
lot next to his house. The fort had 4 rooms, covered by a
tarp, the whole thing was set on top of peagravel and
pallets. Hatch's dad was not impressed, and little mad that
we had disambled the perfectly made log piles, we were told
to put the logs back into the original piles. As his dad
pulled outta the driveway, Hatch pulled out the biggest
firework I'd ever seen. I knew where he got it, the gravel
pit half way into town, we had seen them blast many times.
Somehow he stole one with the foot long wick. One thing led
to another, trying to plan where the best place to put it
to dismantle the fort. It was decided in the center wall
would be the best, we debated where we would watch it,
Hatch thought right outside the fort, I wanted on the other
side of the house looking around the corner. Well we lite
it, hid around the corner of the house, seemed like forever
to blow, we were half debating it was a dude. It blew, by
far the loudest explosion I have ever been apart of, the
flight or flight kicked in, I remeber getting showered by
peagravel and seeing flaming logs 100's of feet in the air.
I ran all the way home, and hid in my bedroom, I though for
sure half the nieghborhood was consumed in the crater this
thing musta made. I didn't even have enough time to grab my
bike. About 10 minutes later the phone rang, it was Hatch's
dad, Telling me to get my arse back there now! Well I
walked all the way back fearing the worst. It blew out the
2 windows of Hatch's house facing the lot, logs were
everywhere, along with peagravel. I don't remeber seeing
anyparts of the pallets they just disappeared. It took most
of the weekend to clean it all up... But I learned, Hatch's
ideas were not always sound, and alway take my bike home so
I couldn't be connected:)
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12/07/2005 02:31:27 PM · #47 |
A couple years ago, my dad and I went out on a VERY small and old motor boat, at night, to see the molten lava pour into the ocean. One of our friends did this, and got sent to the emergency room (though they were pretty stupid and did not know what they were doing). We plan on doing it again next time there's volcanic activity ;-)
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12/07/2005 02:33:23 PM · #48 |
Originally posted by annah:
A couple years ago, my dad and I went out on a VERY small and old motor boat, at night, to see the molten lava pour into the ocean. One of our friends did this, and got sent to the emergency room (though they were pretty stupid and did not know what they were doing). We plan on doing it again next time there's volcanic activity ;-) |
Now that sound cool. |
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12/07/2005 02:43:06 PM · #49 |
Quite a few years ago I was racing on a 72-foot sailboat (Windward passage, for those of you sailors old enough to rememebr her, one of the first of the "sled-type" big boats) approaching the windward mark in 20+ knots of breeze and steep, 5-foot chop. The spinnaker halyard was jammed in the block at the top of the mast so I went up the mast (100-odd feet) attached to the spare jib halyard to free it. I got the spinnaker halyard freed up, but they TACVED the boat to fetch the mark and I got detached from the mast, so I was waving around wildly, hanging in empty space, banging back against the mast, completely out of control. I coul;dn't get down until they rounded the mark and the boat got vertical again. This isn't exactly "crazy", because it was a job I was required to do, but...
It might have been crazy to some people that I went swimming 600 miles from shore in the Pacific during a flat calm, but it seemed perfectly reasonable to me...
I once tried to ford a riverbed (normally dry) in Baja California during a flash flood and got bogged down midstream. Sat in the van watching the water rise, wondering if we were gonna drown, but the van was so stuck the river didn't move it and it never rose more than 2 feet or so, so I survived that one. Digging out was a mess, though, and it took all day to dry the engine out and get it running.
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12/07/2005 04:05:23 PM · #50 |
| Jumped off El Capitan (Yosemite Park) once with a parachute on. Freefell for about 10 Seconds and landed safely in a meadow. Got caught by the rangers. Spent the night in gaol. Cost about US$1700 in fines and costs. But was all worth it. Jumping off and frefalling so close to the cliff face was so scary and something I'll never forget. |
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