Yes indeedy, 'I wonder what would happen if I...'
I've not written it down in a will yet but I'd like my headstone to be incised with the words 'Oops... that didn't go the way I thought it would' because if I'm going t opop my clogs at any time other than in old age in a bed, the chances are it'll be some consequence of an impulsive experiment- usually self-experimentation.

Last year I pierced my right earlobe with a needle to see if it was going t obe too agonising to allow my daughter to have it done. Didn't put an earring in, just shoved a needle through and then pulled it out again. result- hmm, not to bad. Yes, she can have them. But of course like most of us the real gems (i.e. stupid, I could have seen that coming) are from my youth.

Spent an afternoon suspending my bike from a tree with ropes to make a 'pedal machine exerciser'. Climbed on, found that with no ground resistance the pedals went round too easily to generate any 'exercise'

Used to climb up on the garage roof and then jump off 'to see if I could'. (Nothing broken, fortunately)

Filled my pop-gun barrel with dusty soil so when it went off it would look like gunsmoke (and after two reloads the mechanism jammed due to, er, dusty soil).

Took all my toys apart to see how they worked, then realised I couldn't get them back together again.

Mixed orange juice with milk and thought 'hey, it makes the milk creamy'. Erm no, Curdled is the word.

Took lid off an old intercom from my dad's old premises to stare in wonderment at all the fascinating-looking electronics- then gave myself a mains shock by touching an unisolated terminal on the mains transformer- fortunately non-lethal.

and (this was when I was about 5) wanted to get some rather pretty cherry blossom down from the tree (although later I modified the story to 'a stuck football' as that sounded less gay) and thought- how to knock some down out of the tree...I need..(looks around self) a brick!. Picks up house brick, rather heavy, so legs apart, both hands at floor level, heave brick upwards into tree.

Brick goes up. Brick gets bored of going up. Brick comes down.

I'm watching this brick coming down into the centre of my vision and think- ah. Gonna hit me. so naturally I duck my head down. This resulted in the brick smashing into the back of my head instead of between the eyes.

Hospital, concussion, stitches... bloody cherry blossom.
( Rotating Wobbly Hat That's not a banana. THIS is a banana., Thu 24 Jul 2008, 13:02, 5 replies)

Ya plonker.
Sticking a needle in your earlobe is way more painful than a peircing gun.

It is a wonder your still with us : )
( girlinthehole, Thu 24 Jul 2008, 13:07, closed)

Orangey-milk....
Yeah, not nice.....which is why I never have orange juice with breakfast cereal as it always used to come straight back up.
(lo-fi_shop_assistant, Thu 24 Jul 2008, 13:11, closed)

I've tried
Orange juice and milk, as they were the only two drinks in the fridge, and i wanted a full glass!
(Ethelred is watching cheese grow, Thu 24 Jul 2008, 13:23, closed)

'Brick gets bored of going up'
*wipes coffee from screen*

*clicks*
( snee held his breath since, Fri 25 Jul 2008, 8:13, closed)

When I was about 15
I gave myself three extra piercings per ear with a needle. Didn't hurt at all really and I still have the holes.
( TGB checking Off Topic is still shit at, Mon 28 Jul 2008, 16:09, closed)