Well mines not as bad as Spad's but heres what happened:

It happened when I was about 10 years old. I was running through my house and my dad was putting new glass in the windows so there were plates of glass all around. I tripped over my feet and sliced my finger on the glass. I sat there for a few seconds looking at my finger hanging there staring at the bone. I still have a scar on my knuckle from when it happened.

when i was in the State hockey team we went up to this hole called "Rockhampton" and there was shit all to do there... cos we'd play one hockey match per day and then have the rest of the day to stuff around =)... so anyway, we always went to the good ole servo and picked up some chicken salted chips and a drink and icey-poles and shit like that, then sit down and talk, so yea, shit all....

But anyway, we decided to go a for a walk (this was about 8-9 of us from the team) and we went past this gay motel but there was a swimming pool on the other side of the fence from the main road that we were walking along... some of the other in the team dared (ooooooohhhh) this guy called Matt and me to jump the fence and jump in the pool..... so after weighing it all up (in about 3 seconds) we took off our t-shirts - we were already in boardies cos all we did was swim cos it was so damn hot - and jumped the fence and dived into the pool.... everybody cheered and we cheered and had a little swim... but then, through the glass door i saw some fat guy - the manager - coming towards to door with something in his hand... by this time matt and i were swimming to the edge to get out but as i was getting out he opened the door and i hear him yelling out "get outta here ya fucken little ****s, you fucken dickheads get the fuck out" and i saw the bloody baseball bat that he had in his hand... Matt was already over the fence and i was almost there then he through the bat and it hit my ankle, it wasn't hard and it didn't do any damage, but when i did a climb'n'jump of the fence i landed rolling on the bloody footpath which is made out of effing pebbles!.. trust the stupid hicks from Rockhampton to make footpaths out of pebbles!!! I landed on my knee and it took an almighty chunk out (about 2cm by 2cm and 1 cm deepand i ran off...
Standing at a different servo getting wet toilet paper trying to heal it up a bit, innocent bystanders staring at me wondering the hell had happend with my leg covered in blood... by this time i'd lost the others and im walking back and i see em and im like "holy shit that was FUNNY!!!" but then i took a closer look at my knee and it was shockers....

hehehe, thats basically my stupid story and i was still able to play hockey, oh yea, i still have the huge buldging scar from it even though it's a year later =)

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When i was young , my family and i used to spend summers in our beach house . I was 12 at that moment , and my cousins and i decided to talk a walk in the rocks (like we used to do every day for fishing little crabs , little shrimps , etc ...) . Once there , i was wearing plastic sandals , and we had to cross water so my sandals became wet . As you know , u have to jump from a rock to another . In one of my jumps , i landed on the side of a rock , and it scratched my whole right leg , i was bleeding like hell (and crying too lol) , and i had to cross water once again to go back home . I couldn't swim , play in the sand , etc ... for the whole rest of that summer

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"A style that's impossible to define. Prog? Hardly. Tech house? Not boring enough. It's like trippy twisted acid house but deep and funky. See, I told you - impossible."

I cut off the top of my thumb once while I was cutting some bread...That sucked, and I passed out, doh!

But I flapped the piece back on and it healed up in a few days.

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Obsessive Progressive(House) Disorder.

Mine would have to be, about four years ago i was trying a new Breakdancing move called an Air-track (basically you you a handstand then at about 75* you do a twist landing back on your hands, then repeat) it's pretty hard. Well, I did for about a week then one day I did the move at a 30* angle and slammed my foot on the grown at full impact. It shattered two bones in my ankle, broke my big toe, and two foot bones we fractured. Needlees to say my foot was hanging the opposite way of my leg, but it didn't hurt. I think i was in shock.

I now have two screws and a rod in my foot, but I still breakdance and can do the move cleanly now. Hell Yeah!

Payce

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What I had done was crashed a car that I rented. This happened last year when I went to visit my parents in the Middel East. So any way the car I rented was Mitsubishi Evolution 5, fast as fuck, So as you know it was a rent a car. I didnt care for it so I stated fuckin around speeding and messing about ect. well Im on a long road going 130KM then like an ediot I deside to pull the handbrake so then the car is sliding down the road, then comes the part where the car starts shifting to the left and I lost control,the car goes on top of the side walk hits a tree first then a street lamp post and stops. Fuck I freaked out. I blacked out for like a minute then all I saw was steam coming out the engine. I get out of the car and I stod in front of it not knowing what im going to do. Then I feel a cool breeze on my neck, I touch it and there was blood all over my hand. It was from the passenger side window, it shaterd and cut up my neck that happened when I hit the street lamp post. Well thank god only that happened. I got 25 small stitches on my neck and it was all good

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One time I broke my elbow, but I'm not gonna talk about that...
I'll talk about an other injury...

With a few friends I was hanging around at the "lake" in my home-town. Then we saw a huge fish. We tried to catch it...I was standing on a stone but suddenly one of my legs slipped of the stone...

I thought, well only a wet jeans, but there was a huge hole in my leg. We went to the hospital and there they tried to "attach" my leg with 19 "hechtingen" (english?)

That was not funny

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Originally posted by havok118 I cut off the top of my thumb once while I was cutting some bread...That sucked, and I passed out, doh! But I flapped the piece back on and it healed up in a few days.

similar one, i decided to play tennis on a concrete court in bare foot like a daft lad, ran to return a serve, scraped my foot along the floor which stung a bit, looked down and the end of my toe was hangin off! blood everywhere. i was on holiday too so all we had to disinfect it was whisky, that stung like a bitch too. but yeah i just flapped it back on, taped it up and it was healed in a week.


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Oh yeah i remember another one when i was only 8 years old , it's really bad
I was in front of the door of our house and i saw my mother coming with her car . I decided to go talk to her . Suddenly she started going backward and she didn't see me . Guess what ... yes she hit me but guess what again ... the wheel rolled over my leg !!!!!! it broked it , and i cried like hell damn

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Originally posted by Spad Great bit was, after coming out of casualty after they stiched it all up and plugged me full of morphine, I decided I was still OK to go clubbing. So off we went, and my mates spent the next 2 hours telling everybody in the place how I was such a god for doing that then going clubbing. [/B]

dude, you are the fucking man!

anyways mine happened when i was in 6th grade, 6 years ago... anyways... i was riding my dads shitty speed bike (which was too big for me) because i was letting my friend ride my bike... i lost control and started heading for this dumptruck that was parked along the side of the road... i ended up slicing the side of my right index finger down to the bone... took 5 stitches to heal it up

hurt like a bitch... and i was in so much shock i just stood there for like 30 seconds staring at the blood running down my hand before i started screaming like a mofo!

i also got a tail from last year... it was right after the last day of school for the year... i was out at my gf at the time's house... we had just got done swimming in her pool and went in to change... so she was doing her thing while i was just chillin... i sat down next to her pug (little bitch) and the thing leaps up and bites my fuckin lip! 5 stitches to fix that one up too... only got a little scar from that one, but i hate pugs now!

Wuhahaha ur mum drove over ur leg

Soz couldnt help myself

Crusader