Stupidest Thing Ever Done, By you of course Options

[King Death]

The stupidest thing I've ever done (not most dangerous) was probably jousting against a tree from a dirtbike. Hehe, I landed about 20 feet infront of the bike. it was awesome.

[Kindred Spirit]

Hmmm, I really don't have a clue, my mate has a video of me rolling down a steep hill in two trolleys (tied together, I layed down inside). Yeah that hurt when I landed in the creek at the bottom, tell you what children, always make sure there is a responsible person at parties to keep the drunks intact...

Unfortunately, I am the responsible party in my group of friends. I always go second at the semi-suicidal stunts. I am a bad choice for this job, as I treat people as specimens quite often and I like to see what happens when things go wrong.

Let's see. Long list. Very long list.

-When I was a little baby, I stuck my pinky finger in a pencil sharpener.
-When I was a little baby, I strangled a snake. I was holding it, and my mother saw me and screamed. Baby fear reflex, lol.
-When I was three, I was running into my bedroom, and I turned too early. Can you say wall?
-When I was four, I found my dad's razor blade lying around. It was one of those ones you use for cutting cardboard or tape. I didn't know what it was, so I hit the button on it, and accidentaly cut my hand open from the tip of my middle finger to my palm. My hands were covered in blood. I didn't tell my mother, rather, I walked calmly into the bathroom and washed my hands off, and kept washing them untill the blood was gone. I didn't tell them untill I was 6.
-On my 6th birthday, I went up to my mother and told her, "Bet you can't do this!" I tried to do a split, and I fell on my face and got a bloody nose.
-When I was seven, I had a pet dog. We didn't want him to run at our guests, so we put a little gate up over the stairs. I live in a split level ranch. Well, I decided I wanted to go outside, so I hopped the gate. Well, the gate came down. What happened was I was on top of the gate while it slid down the stairs, and then it began to slide off. I jumped off of it and only barely avoided hitting my head on the wall at the end of the stair well, by landing and rolling, then barely getting my hands up in time to stop myself. The funnything about this? There are only ~5 stairs. Despite this, I would swear it took at least 30 seconds to get to the bottom, and it wasn't moving slowly. Also, there isn't enough room for two people to stand sideways there, but I somehow managed to do an entire forwards roll.
-When I was eight, I dug a snow fort in the snow drifts in front of my house. The plows shovel the snow into the yards of myself and my neighbors, so the snowdrifts are always high. This snow fort was to be entirely under the snow. I managed to dig deeply enough for myself to fit entirely into the tunnels, then I came to a spor where there was solid ice in every direction. I tried to push it out, and I caused a very thick pane of ice to fll from the ceiling and fall behind me, trapping me. So there I am, curled up in this tiny area just big enough for me to sit in all curled up. There is ice on every side of me, and it gets very warm in there. This was to be my secret snow fort, and my friends didn't know where it was. They also wouldn't be here for hours. It was getting very warm inside there, and it seemed to me that it was airtight. So what did I do? I pushed my way out, straight into the street. I actually made fists and punched the wall untill it came down. I fell into the street right next to a passing car.
- When I was in the third grade, the school bully wanted to sit next to my best friend. I forget why. My friend didn't want to sit next to him. This bully was in the sixth grade. I walked right up to him, did my best to get in his face (not easy to do to someone two feet taller than you. I said, "Didn't you hear him? Read. My. Lips. He said, I. Do. Not. Want. To. Sit. With. You." The bully didn't stand for this, and lifted my off the ground by my throat. Withone hand. On a school bus. And nobody tred to stop him. I kicked him in the crown jewls and ran home, getting off the bus early. The kick made him drop me. I came in with a hand print on my throat.
-There is a little hill with a creek flowing at the bottom of it by my house. Me and my friends were sledding down it. We would go straight down the bottom, then cross it on the ice. It worked. However, one winter, it didn't freeze over and I went across anyways. I really did it to impress a girl I knew who was there, and I went across on a ramp on my old sled, one I had had since I was like 5. I used it because I was used to it, and I could do just about anything on that sled. Well, The idea was to pick up enough speed that I skimmed the water, and made it to the other side. Amazingly enough, it worked. So I started getting fancy. I would let my boots dangle over the edge of my sled. I would turn on the water. I still didn't fall in. Finally, as the ultimate act of tempting the irony gods, I placed a slender board on thecreek and decided that I would go across, balanced on the board. I had to ditch a few times, some because of neres, others because I simply wasn't lined up properly. I finally got it right, and guess what? I made it. Did this about 20 times, and then decided to try to turn on the board, so that I would do a 180 degree turn, and keep going on the other side. I made it halfway across, dipping my hand into the icy water to cause myself to turn. My feet went through the sled and ended in the water. I fell in. I was 13.
-When I was 12, I did something similar at the same place. I accidentaly dropped my sled, and it began to slide across the icy hill. I wanted to save it, so I dove and landed hard on the sled, amazingly not even denting the ice. My sled completely stopped by I kept going. made it to a spot where there was a drop right before the creek, trying to dig in all the way. Theice was too hard, and I picked up a lot of momentum. I turned a flip at the last possible second, landing on the inside bank of the creek, then, due to momentum, I fell in.
-When I was 13, I was doing research into supposedly real methods of doing magic. My glove got filled with so much ice, I couldn't move my hand, and even myself and a friend straining together couldn't remove my glove. I decided to show off my newly found "magical talent" despite not knowing for sure what it did, if it did anything at all. I did what the sites recomended to create fire. I had checked out several sites, and I used only the methods recomended by all or most of them. Well, I didn't think, "What if it actually works? I'll burn myself." I just tried it, and the ice did melt within about 30 seconds, all of it running down my hand as cold but not frigid water. My friend was amazed, and to this day I still wonder if the water just melted from the heat of my hand or what, I mean, it's possible that science doesn't account for everything, right?

These are only a few of my stories of dumb things I did.