Stupid stuff you did & never sued anybody.

[Zenosan 2]

Did all of our parents do drugs?

I didn't and didn't know anyone who did, we were just the idiot teenagers of the day. Not much different than today's teenagers.

Well-maybe a lot different than today's. Drugs, tattoos and nose rings just were not part of our scene at that age. We did do something that was considered very shocking at the time. We wore our jeans down on our hips instead of like our parents who wore them on their waists. (Think Clark Gable) Little did we know that we had it all wrong. You are supposed to wear them BELOW the BUNS.

[Chief Gunner 2]

Hi Guys (and Gals), it's been too long since I was active around these parts.... Anyway I saw this thread and immediately thought of one of many dumb things I did growing up....

When I was 16 I was given a 1969 442 Olds by an uncle of mine. The car was a project that he had built for his wife before they got divorced and it had been sitting for a couple of years when he gave it to me.

A rat had made a nest in the carb and intake plenum so before I could get it running again I had to take the carb apart and clean everything out. So I pulled the carb out (one of those huge 950 double pumpers).

So being an industrious kid with a classic muscle car I wanted to drive I tore the carb apart and soaked all of the parts in a coffee can with gas in it in the garage while I took the intake manifold off to clean and check that the rats had not deposited turds down into the engine.....

After I got the intake manifold all cleaned up and put back down with a new gasket I started putting my carb back together with a re-build kit. I finished putting it back together and was all proud of myself when I realized...."What do I do with the left over gas in the coffee can?"

So I thought to myself "If I dump it on the grass and burn a hole in it Dad's gonna kick my ass"....So then option 2 came to mind "Just dump it in the toilet and flush it a few times; no worries".....

Well I went into the house and saw that my brother had a few friends over and they had just come in the house after experimenting with some cannibis out back .....I walked into the bathroom, deposited the gas in the coffee can, flushed the toilet three times and went back out to the garage....

About 5 minutes later I heard screaming coming from the house, so I ran from the garage and into the house to discover that my brother had gone in to take a dump and when he sat down he had lit a cigarette with a match and then thrown the match into the toilet

Yup, you guessed it, when that lit match hit those fumes :bomb:

It singed all the hair off of his private parts and more!

He came after me like a demon and when him and his two buddies finally pinned me I told him "you lay one finger on me and I'll tell dad you were playing Cheech and Chong with your friends out back while they were gone"

He never did get even with me for that and his girlfriend never spoke to me again but I still remind him that "Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear, Fuzzy Wuzzy Had no Hair" from time to time

[Uncle Phill 0]

More snow stories. Extreme N. Wisconsin..200" inches of snow/winter common. We would grab the rear bumpers of cars at stop signs and get a ride. Ski behind a car; like waterskiing. Also, climb up the ski hill late at night and ride down on a car hood. Not much steering control with that set-up.

Pour outboard gas on the lake & light it on fire. I still remember the smell of Pete's burning hair.

Something else that doesn't happen today. Try hitchhiking while carrying a Winchester(AND getting a ride home). I had locked the keys in my Dad's car while bear hunting as a teenager.

Phill

[bikeslut 1]

More snow stories. Extreme N. Wisconsin..200" inches of snow/winter common. We would grab the rear bumpers of cars at stop signs and get a ride. Ski behind a car; like waterskiing. Also, climb up the ski hill late at night and ride down on a car hood. Not much steering control with that set-up.

Pour outboard gas on the lake & light it on fire. I still remember the smell of Pete's burning hair.

Something else that doesn't happen today. Try hitchhiking while carrying a Winchester(AND getting a ride home). I had locked the keys in my Dad's car while bear hunting as a teenager.

Phill

it's like the Bud Light commercial... the axe murderer hitch hiking... they pick him up because he has a six pack of Bud Light.

When we were 13, we used to hitch rides ALL over the place... and people picked us up... Volkswagen vans were sure to stop... never figured out why

[tlking6 0]

it's like the Bud Light commercial... the axe murderer hitch hiking... they pick him up because he has a six pack of Bud Light.

I love that commercial! Then the guy with the Axe says "dont pick up that guy, he has a chainsaw"

I pretty much figure Sobe bombs are about the dumbest thing I have ever done,,, and we still do them all the time!

Funny how when you set a bottle full of gas in the middle of a fire you dont have to tell anyone to step back!

[KLXBEN 0]

This is a great post!! A couple of years ago I had my old chevy truck apart and was having trouble timing it correctly to get it to fire. Then my stepfather comes over to see whats up. I had been pouring gas from a can into a paint can lid to pour into the carb. He sees my gas and while I am cranking the engine and jacking the distributer to get a pop and he pours gas right from the can into the carb. It pops starts the gas can on fire, himself on fire and the underhood of the truck. He had splashed gas on himself and was trying frantically to wipe the flames off his legs. I grabbed a fire extinguisher and had to put out the truck, ground and finally stepfather. The truck still has residue from the extinguisher under the hood and stepfather had a few less arm hairs. When certain people want to help sometimes its better to sit back and watch the show.

I did later break the 3rd member on that truck (campertruck) in glamis and spent the whole weekend in the sand under the truck stinkin like gear lube only to put in a used rearend that barely made it back to el cajon. Life is an adventure.

[Jaynen 0]

I've done loads of things with .22's and stuff but the most heart racing stupid things I have done were probably in cars.

60+mph an hour in a 1983 mazda 626 4dr automatic on a gravel rd which I then started to lose the tail on and launched dukes of hazard style across the corner of a farmers field. (no one was hurt and the car was not damaged and I didnt even have to change my shorts)

Again with the car there was a 15mph limited sight distance hill by my house and I thought it was great to floor it and hit as fast as I could. Did it once in my 1984 Honda Accord. Got enough air to cover a good 30ft and land in the oncoming lane. turned around to do it again as I crested the hill a car came over the top. Fortunately the hill this way was not as severe and I was not as airborne

[lemieuxmc@yahoo.com 0]

Holy Morons Batman!!

My god, I thought my crowd ran wild as kids but you people are proof that there really is a GOD watching over fools, drunks, and Irishmen.

We did BB gun wars, rock throwing wars, half ass zip lines, Polish cannon, jumping/running/rag dolling down ravines, jumping off the Clam and into La Costa Cyn (also some other bridges and cliffs). I was pretty lucky as most of my friends collected broken collarbones, arms and stitches.

My worst injury (age 19) was getting road rash, knocked the F#&** out, and 10 stitches in my chin from a skateboard speed run at La Costa. I remember zooming along, getting a speed wobble and waking up lying on the black top... blood soaked T shirt, massive headache and other skateboarders whooshing by without stopping. I was wearing a helmet and pads, so I think it could have been a lot worse worse but I caught plenty of grief from Nurse Diesel as she scrubbed out my road rash and verbally abused me for being a stupid skateboarding miscreant. I was also verbally abused by the other skaters "Dude, you were rolling along and flopping like a gaffed Tuna!"

When I was 12 I idolized Evel Knievel (RIP) and would always look for a good driveway to launch big air. I had taken a really hard landing and broke off the left pedal which nearly cost my man parts. After a few days to recover and replace the broken pedal I noticed that my bike now had really cool kicked out forks. Since you should always confront your fears by "getting back on the horse" so to speak, I approached the take off even faster than normal... Yeah, that's the ticket... flying free... nice smooth landing... KA-POW!!! Forks snapped off at the stem and I went down just like Knievel at Caesars Palace!! I must have been lying there moaning for 15 minutes before I was able to drag my busted ass bike and soon to be scabby body home. My mom added a little frosting to the cake by chewing my ass out for riding my bicycle like some kind of a lunatic. Good times!

[TrophyHunter 15]

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[dirt dame 561]

After reading enough of these posts it seems like the thread should be renamed "Stupid stuff you did and didn't get sued for". :heat:

[Erick 0]

Wow, this topic really has me reminiscing about the "dumb ol days". Dumb? Maybe. Funny? Definitely!

BB gun wars, sniping my friends from a tree. Got discovered and shot multiple times from multiple kids while trying to climb down. This happened in 6th grade. If I see one of the little bastards involved to this day, it's one of the first things out of their mouths. Remember when we caught you up in that tree and were shooting the piss out of you? Baahaaahaaa....

Big Wheel drift. I used to live in a corner house at the bottom of a big hill. We'd ride the Big Wheel with the lever wheel brake and haul ass down the hill and slide into the corner. Every now and then you'd over shoot, hit the curb and launch onto the lawn accross the street. No safety gear, pretty sure my mom knew about the activity. I'm going to a bbq at her house today, I'll ask...

Working at a deli, I decided to clean the deli slicer blade while it was running with a sponge. Nearly removed my finger.

Held on to my friends bumper while he towed me on my skateboard up a hill to my house. Got the speed wobbles, let go, headed into my neighbors yard, hit a railroad tie garden border, launched into a dirt bank, knocked out cold for a few seconds. broke my ankle and wrist on that one (right wrist still bothers me to this day) . My "friend" got out of his car, helped me to my front door and got the hell out of there. Had to call my mom at work and tell her what happened while still in the "just got knocked out" daze. Then in the ER I can still remember the nurse, doc and my mom all kind of shaking their heads at me as they go through he motions of fixing me up.

Body surfing after a long evening of bars on Garnet Ave. was a regular thing in my early 20s.

Jumped off of crystal pier in the wee hours a few times. We'd hide our clothes under the pier, jump the fence and run as fast as we could down the pier in our underwear and jump off the end.

Someone mentioned the Clam. I used to jump the clam and bear claw (la jolla) all the time before it got closed down. Did it at night a few times too (beer may have been involved).

Also used to love jumping off of roofs into pools. How many of you have pictures of a dumb dumb move? Or a dumb dumb move in dayglow green shorts? Here's a 2 story jump into a 6 foot pool (i'm 6'6").

No wonder I won't let my kids out of my sight.

[TrophyHunter 15]

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[Spyder 2]

After reading enough of these posts it seems like the thread should be renamed "Stupid stuff you did and didn't get sued for". :lol:

True!

And then ...... One time........... at Band Camp.......

[bikeslut 1]

we used to do 360s on BMX bikes off the high dive... two words... GRIP... GLUE

after one or two dousings, I went to pull off a 360, and the grips came off in my hands; the bike flopped over;I landed on the bike, then the board sprung me up, i land in the pool with a back flop, then the bike lands on top of me...

thank god there were very few video cameras back then

[paulmbowers 236]

we used to do 360s on BMX bikes off the high dive... two words... GRIP... GLUE

after one or two dousings, I went to pull off a 360, and the grips came off in my hands; the bike flopped over;I landed on the bike, then the board sprung me up, i land in the pool with a back flop, then the bike lands on top of me...

thank god there were very few video cameras back then

I could hear the Benny Hill Soundtrack when I read that.

[dirt dame 561]

we used to do 360s on BMX bikes off the high dive... two words... GRIP... GLUE

after one or two dousings, I went to pull off a 360, and the grips came off in my hands; the bike flopped over;I landed on the bike, then the board sprung me up, i land in the pool with a back flop, then the bike lands on top of me...

thank god there were very few video cameras back then

I could hear the Benny Hill Soundtrack when I read that.

Either that or Laugh In.

[darylhunter 1]

Two words for you . . ., Candy Stripers

Those were the good old days, what ever happened to them? Not nearly so much fun going to the hospital any more.

[KIP 0]

Hi Guys (and Gals), it's been too long since I was active around these parts.........but I still remind him that "Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear, Fuzzy Wuzzy Had no Hair" from time to time

That is a great story Chief

Once I launched my Raptor into a tree and shattered my wrist - I blame it on the twist throttle conversion and may still sue pro motion

The other dumb thing I did (other than the jumping off the clam then climbing up the stairs to the La Jolla cave store.. boy they got mad) was to get married.

Well I still have the Quad with the twist throttle and I am getting married again in October! This time I will cover the clutch

[bluefin2na 0]

My father read this post and was laughing his butt off.

then he said, you forgot a few didnt ya?

Then he reminded me about the time me and my best friend jumped on a train

age 14 , we jumped on it in otay mesa/san ysidro, after a very long ride we ened up

in AZ with the cops, cold scard and starving. Once that train picked up speed we were too scared

to jump off....

The cops took us to the bus station after my dad western union some money.

yeah, that was stupid real stupid

[dirt dame 561]

The cops took us to the bus station after my dad western union some money.

He was probably debating whether to wire the money or not. :lol:

[SCHWINN 0]

BB Gun Wars oh yea.

Pipe bombs we made bigger and better as time went on till we blew up a mailbox and broke windows from the precussion or concussion??

Riding a wheelie on my new 1979 honda XL 500 going back to High School after lunch and picked up a cop in the process, I knew he didnt get close enough to get a plate so I decided to ditch him, couldnt shake him so I took the chase onto my High School into the parking lot and up the sidewalk and accross the senior lawn and out the other side of the school and went home and came back on my 1976 Goldwing 1000 full dresser wearing a cowboy hat and approaching the campus there were cops everywhere and I stopped to talk with them and they told me the story and that hes on campus trapped somewhere My metal shop teacher came up to me shaking his head and said he knows it was me but didnt turn me in. We were friends then and are still friends now and I still go to Glamis with his kids to this day.

After seeing a comercial on TV about a slip n slide at a golf couse when the sprinklers went on I grabbed my kids and went to Home Depot and bought 1 of those plastic rolls that go out like 500 ft, yes I am involved and about once or twice a week we are at the local golf course set up when the sprinklers come on at 9:30 pm. This is just in the last 2 months and have about 15-30 kids show up. Summer is almost over

[bluefin2na 0]

Started with a story about bending some copper tubing in an attempt to shoot around a corner with the 22 but ......

Glad he got gobbled up by the Apollo Project & Space Shuttle stuff....

Holy Moly, hot coffee out the nose at 4am

what away to start a day

[TrophyHunter 15]

Thot I'd bump this as there are several folks here who might not have had the chance to contribute.

[Covered in Dust 163]

Well my buddy came home on his 1st leave after joining the Navy (around 77). We went to the bar on the top floor of the El Cortez. Went to the bathroom and found an open door to the roof. We thought it sounded like a good idea to climb out on the sign and finish our beers. It's a long way down. When we went the back the door was locked from the inside, went down fire escape and pounded on the window to the bar. They let us in thru a window and escorted us out of the hotel. Probably wasn't our best decision that night. But like I always say bad decisions make the best stories.

cn

[dirt dame 561]

Well my buddy came home on his 1st leave after joining the Navy (around 77). We went to the bar on the top floor of the El Cortez. Went to the bathroom and found an open door to the roof. We thought it sounded like a good idea to climb out on the sign and finish our beers. It's a long way down. When we went the back the door was locked from the inside, went down fire escape and pounded on the window to the bar. They let us in thru a window and escorted us out of the hotel. Probably wasn't our best decision that night. But like I always say bad decisions make the best stories.

cn

Good thing that they let you in or you'd still be up there!