What was your most craziest or funniest experience? Options

[hughth]

When I was a kid, I tripped and fell on an open sewage, good thing is it only got my whole right leg, bad thing is its black, dirty, and smelly..

I was lucky because my grandma's house was half block a way from where i fell. I just washed everything.

reference: http://www.geo.utep.edu/pub/nick_miller/13...0_30/sewage.jpg
there's no pipe though just the dirty liquid/mud/water

Anyone that has been or lived in the kinda poor part of manila (philippines) they know how it looks. :]

[*Intercourse.*]

Ewh, that had to really really suck.

Craziest or Funniest. I remember playing truth or dare as a kid and someone told this guy to get naked and run next door and swim a lap in their pool. Well of course I had to video tape it when we got over there and the neighbors came out of the house when he was in their pool xD. I ran, of course I don't remember what happened to him.

[falsetigerlimbs]

I can't really think of one....

...but last night the bus driver of the bus I was on got terribly lost, and we were going like 80 mph on the freeway really northbound, completely in the wrong direction...we all thought he was trying to kidnap us and take us to L.A.

But he eventually turned around lol. And then we got lost again and he had to turn around right in the middle of the street....needless to say, I did eventually get to my bus stop. But I was waiting for my mum to come and get me from there, and I waited like an hour until she eventually called to say that her car had broken down. It was definitely a series of unfortunate events, although not particularly crazy.

[iDecay]

Funny? Well, I'm pretty sure this would be funny to you guys, but not really to me.. I was in the shower and it was really slippery. When I got out I tripped, and my *cough cough* was on the edge of the tub. It hurt.

I can't think of anything crazy, really.

[Kontroll]

Being crushed by a 2000 lb. granite tomb stone. Yeah.

[falsetigerlimbs]

Ohh...another one. I just remembered.

I was feeling really depressed and I was living on campus at my college. I read online that there was a number you could call for emergency psychological help. So I called the number. I was expecting to go visit with a psychologist and talk about my problems, but instead two police officers showed up at my dorm room, handcuffed me, and took me to a mental institution. No joke.

I got there, and nobody even helped me. I spoke to a "psychologist" for like two minutes, and he just told me I was bipolar. I was put into a little room, but I was really pissed off. I waited for them to open the doors leading out of the common area, and I dived out. I was then tackled by three big guys. They threw me down on the ground and injected me with something in my butt. I was then thrown into a small concrete cell with no windows, and just a mattress on the floor.

I don't remember anything else...but I woke up the next day in a completely different room. It was definitely really crazy. When I tell it back it sounds like something from a movie.

It wasn't funny at the time, but I find it kind of funny now. haha

[Comptine]

^yeah... a lot of colleges have that policy now. if you even hint that you have any sort of mental problem, they punish you instead of helping you. most colleges have a "be quiet or get out" policy. either you keep your problem a secret or you have to leave the campus. what happened afterwards? did you ask for answers or for like... something along the lines of legal action?

on my craziest thing: during the summer of 2004, i volunteered a summer school. there was a creepy basement where the volunteers hung out to eat lunch and finish some work. it was like dirty tiles with cracked concrete walls. one day, my best friend and i finished out shift with the seventh graders. we went down to the basement to see that the rest of volunteers huddled in a circle. mind you, most of them were older than me (with the exception of a very immature freshman). when we showed up, one of the volunteers was like, "MAXINE! I SAW DEAD PEOPLE!"

now as funny as that sound... he (victor) actually said it with a bit of fear in his voice. i asked what happened and this is what happened. victor explained that they found an old disposable camera among the junk in the basement (which had a dark and scary back room type thing where no body went). he took a bunch of pictures and at the end, everyone was curious about how the film would look. so they pulled the film out and inspected it. they showed me the strip of film and pointed out the very beginning where there were faint, wispy white lines in the form of tombstones, crosses, and person like shapes. everyone freaked out and said it was ghosts/dead people on the film.

out of further curiousity to get down to the bottom of scary film (by this time nearly everyone believed it ws ghosts on the film), i decided to "expose" it. so i sunk the film in boiling water and left it there for a moment. when i fished it out and wiped it dry (another volunteer was looking over my shouldedr), these crazy people shaped white figures started popping up like crazy. and it wasn't just like... random shapes. you can tell some were female and some were male and they all had different poses - like hands in pockets, looking over their shoulder, etc. the volunteer over my shoulder screamed -> i screamed -> everyone else screamed. a little kid in the room began crying and i had to take him to get candy.

crazy+scary+stupid =)

[falsetigerlimbs]

^yeah... a lot of colleges have that policy now. if you even hint that you have any sort of mental problem, they punish you instead of helping you. most colleges have a "be quiet or get out" policy. either you keep your problem a secret or you have to leave the campus. what happened afterwards? did you ask for answers or for like... something along the lines of legal action?

They actually kicked me off campus and wouldn't let me take classes for a quarter. There was then some debate as to whether or not I should be allowed back at all, but my deans and I eventually set up an arrangement where I have to meet with a psychiatrist at least once a month, but I was already doing that anyway.

On the plus side, I lost over 20 pounds from living at home, because I was forced to stop smoking weed! LOL

And crazy/scary story!!!!!

[shortcake]

I would have to say jumping out of a boat into a lake, when I went to Clearlake. the water was freeeezing.

[Stefanny]

The craziest thing I've ever done was dance in my room naked. But I don't think that counts.

[Ington]

I killed a man once.

[hughth]

people, dont be shy, were all friends. :]

[bigitchbay]

Anyone that has been or lived in the kinda poor part of manila (philippines) they know how it looks. :]

OMG! You live in the Phillipines?! I used to live in Baguio! :O

Anyway, this one day I guess I was really lucky. I got crapped on by like 4 birds.

[kimmytree]

Ahhahah. Some of these made me laugh out loud.

Well, a few years ago, my parents, sister, and I were on our way home from a vacation in our RV. We were on I-95 heading south, in South Carolina I think... and I was in the process of pulling my pants down to use the bathroom... while we were going 70mph +. I guess our breaks or tires were overheating or something... which caused us to have a major blowout on one of the front tires. So while my mom and sister were screaming bloody murder, I was holding on for dear life. Thank God no one else was really on the road, because my dad was all over the road... trying to get control.

All in all... we were okay, and ended up saftely pulling over. But I ended up falling off the toilet onto the floor and peeing on myself.

I cried.