Broken arms, screwed ankles and baby farts
Just a few that I can remember:

At primary school, after dinner time, I was in a particular hurry (god knows why) to get back in to my class room. In my haste I inadvertently broke a younger girls arm, and because she never told on me (fair play to her), I only found out a few years later, and still feel genuinely guilty about.

When I was 12 or so, there was a new estate being built behind my house, and given the less safety minded-ness of the time, it was like an open, free, half finished theme park for kids. My parents obviously knew this and politely informed me not to mess around on it. So when I was duly messing around on it, I was shocked to see an approaching builders van (on a sunday too, what builders even work sundays). And so I made a hasty re-entry via a fence to my garden, unfortunately I hooked my ankle and did a 180 flip and then dropped gracefully into a heap. After crawling the length of the garden, I informed my parents that I had in fact "gone to kick a football, and kicked the ground". This was an excuse so convincing that even doctors believed it, and rightly put my ankle in a cast for 6 weeks. 17 years later, my parents still know no better.

At a recent wedding celebration of a mate, I'd had a particularly long previous night, and the inevitable beer farts were flowing freely. This led to me dropping a particular SbD, which was then blamed on an innocent baby in close proximity. The mother of said baby was not best pleased, and went off in an embarassed huff.

I'm sure theres some more things i'm guilty about, or at least should be..
(ShiftyBastard won the World Cup on World Soccer Champs 2010!, Tue 4 Sep 2007, 11:44, Reply)