When I was 8
I tried climbing a tree. Me and a friend had decided to try climbing this tree that was balancing over a pond and a barbed wire fence. I go first and I got fairly high up too until Wes decided to climb it at the same time. The tree was rotted through and the branch I was on snapped when Wes tried to climb up also. We both fell; Wes was lucky and only landed in the shallow pond. I wasn't, I landed neck first on the barbed wire fence with a lovely bit of barbed wire embedding itself about half an inch above my Adam's apple.
Me mum wasn't best happy to see me running in the house holding my chin screaming with blood pouring out from under it. I think the phrase that best described the moment she saw me was "she was baking a shit biscuit".
After a quick visit to A&E and 2 stitches I was informed that literally a centimeter more towards me Adam's apple and I would've bled to death. Possibly scare tactics to stop me climbing again....it didn't, but I made fecking sure the tree worked before trying it again.
( Jeccius Steam Borderlands 2 junkie, Tue 29 Jul 2008, 9:01, Reply)