When I had just passed my driving test
I had driven from school to a chip shop about a mile away. Got back in the car with my chips and started eating them. I then finished and whilst waiting for my friends to finish, I was messing around with the little plastic fork you get. It was just small enough to fit inside the ignition and just small enough to be unable to take it back out again.

I had to walk back the mile or so to school (my friends got a lift of another friend, who didn't offer me one because I was so stupid) and then spend a few hours in the D+T department trying to covertly borrow as many pliers as I could.

Pockets bulging, I walked back the mile or so to my car and set about trying every single set of pliers. None of them could pull the fork out and one of them even pushed it futher in. Frustrated, I walked back the mile or so to school.

Upon entering, I noticed a discarded pair of old scissors that were dirty and broken. They were much thinner than the pliers and looked as though the blades would fit into the ignition slot. I would have ran back up to my car, but from all the walking I couldn't be bothered, so I walked back the mile or so and tried the scissors. They freed the fork succesfully. I then drove the mile or so back to school.
(Cuthbert Annihilator, Sat 22 Dec 2007, 23:38, 1 reply)

a small drill bit would have worked better - turn it in a few turns (not alot) then pull with all your might and hey presto - you've got a drill bit stuck in there too! (i mean the bit of broken whatever comes out and you can drive off) woo!
( SkUG >_O i got a couple of stitches in my eyeball... ow, Sun 23 Dec 2007, 0:54, closed)