Lessons learned the hard way?
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Don't run down a steep hill. Your body moves faster than you legs can run and you will faceplant.
Don't run down a steep hill. Your body moves faster than you legs can run and you will faceplant.
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Never use a toilet brush with your mouth open
Never use a toilet brush with your mouth open
Swore at my mum once, told her to **** off...
Worst day of my life, I was young, unaware of the word and it's harsh meaning. Just something the 'cool' kids used.
Anyway, was grabbed by the back of my collar, dragged into the kitchen, bar of soap shoved in my gob... 30 second passed, bubbles coming out from my nose, crying all over the place. After she let me spit it out. She said "Never speak ill to anyone, it's not clever, nice and can be very hurtful".
I still remember that day, the taste and the amount of time and toothpaste I went through to rid of that mistake.
She was strict, but I have learnt from it
And for that, I thank her.
Although, she was very accepting of my opinion, I told her a kid on the block was bullying my younger sister, she faced the little brats parents. Nothing came from it, she knew I would do something so left me alone to do exactly that. He thought I didn't know, I asked him, he flat out lied about punching her in the face.
So in payment, I flat out punched him in the face. Told him to leave her alone. My mum simply said to the parents "Every action has a reaction". Needless to say, the brat didn't come near my sister again haha.
Worst day of my life, I was young, unaware of the word and it's harsh meaning. Just something the 'cool' kids used.
Anyway, was grabbed by the back of my collar, dragged into the kitchen, bar of soap shoved in my gob... 30 second passed, bubbles coming out from my nose, crying all over the place. After she let me spit it out. She said "Never speak ill to anyone, it's not clever, nice and can be very hurtful".
I still remember that day, the taste and the amount of time and toothpaste I went through to rid of that mistake.
She was strict, but I have learnt from it
And for that, I thank her.Although, she was very accepting of my opinion, I told her a kid on the block was bullying my younger sister, she faced the little brats parents. Nothing came from it, she knew I would do something so left me alone to do exactly that. He thought I didn't know, I asked him, he flat out lied about punching her in the face.
So in payment, I flat out punched him in the face. Told him to leave her alone. My mum simply said to the parents "Every action has a reaction". Needless to say, the brat didn't come near my sister again haha.
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Not as dangerous as rounders, one of our pe teachers took a hard ball straight the the nuts and had to be stretchered off the field.
Cutting 80mm paving blocks on the mud with a stihl.
One person telling me "you should really wear some safety gear with that saw" another saying it'll be fine, we didn't have any safety gear anyway.
I felt pretty in control so I carried on, started to get stone chips in my eyes, no problem I thought, slung the cheap £1 pair of sunnys on.
Then one block I was cutting, it jumped back and I just about managed to swing it out of the way, it still cut about 2mm into my leg regardless.
Yeah I should really wear some safety gear, I like my legs, would have gone through it like butter.
Haha I never did get the bar of soap method.. thankfully.
Usually just got chased around the house by my mum wielding a large wooden spoon. I knew **** was about to go down if she went to the kitchen first
They would have already seen you doing pull ups on the door frame... there would have been no attack
Usually just got chased around the house by my mum wielding a large wooden spoon. I knew **** was about to go down if she went to the kitchen first
They would have already seen you doing pull ups on the door frame... there would have been no attack
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At school there was this douche who was really really useless at playing hockey.
He kept bad-mouthing everyone else openly in front of them, to his dad.
One day - we'd organised to get our own back a little bit - but his dad just wouldn't leave him alone so we could get to him.
Finally he cleared off and, being the goalie who was the main brunt of his verbal attack, I walked over and lumped him one straight in the mouth... that'll learn 'im!
/seriously don't see what the problem is... if someone sucks at something - especially to the extent they bring their team to a lose - why is it bad to criticise?
Criticism helps us improve... without it, people stagnate in mediocrity.
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Always think before you jump.
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Always think before you jump.
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Lesson Learned the very hard way:
Don’t Run or act a fool on slippery surfaces.
I'd just turned 16 few weeks earlier so a normal Sat morning with my mates we went bowling (as it was what we did)
on our way back to the bus station we was all larking about in the rain it was really coming down, one of my mates was kicking about an empty plastic bottle he'd found on the street (one of those 5 litre ones used normally for screen wash etc) so quite a big one. We all joined in kicking about then it was a game of who could kick it the highest lol
Came to my turn so i ran and kicked it has hard / fast as i could at the very bottom of the bottle and as i did my leg followed threw so much that it was at my shoulder/head height so threw me off balance my left foot slipped on the slippery stone floored street I flung up in the air almost horizontal and fell to the ground back first with my right arm underneath me i landed right on the edge of the curb on my right arm it's instantly snapped both bones and pushed them threw my skin and the coat I had on. I was juiced up on adrenaline so it hurt yes but not that bad at first i jumped up and shouted I've broke my arm......Help. My mates were still laughing their heads off to the fact i fell over so comical.
4 or 5 operation's later metal pins in and out of my arm and 2 more breaks in the same arm due to it being so weak now and 15 years later and i still get ache's/pains loss of feeling and nerve damage and lost any sort of manly strength in it so yes still suffering years later all stemmed from one day larking about.
Lesson Learned
Don’t Run or act a fool on slippery surfaces.
I'd just turned 16 few weeks earlier so a normal Sat morning with my mates we went bowling (as it was what we did)
on our way back to the bus station we was all larking about in the rain it was really coming down, one of my mates was kicking about an empty plastic bottle he'd found on the street (one of those 5 litre ones used normally for screen wash etc) so quite a big one. We all joined in kicking about then it was a game of who could kick it the highest lol
Came to my turn so i ran and kicked it has hard / fast as i could at the very bottom of the bottle and as i did my leg followed threw so much that it was at my shoulder/head height so threw me off balance my left foot slipped on the slippery stone floored street I flung up in the air almost horizontal and fell to the ground back first with my right arm underneath me i landed right on the edge of the curb on my right arm it's instantly snapped both bones and pushed them threw my skin and the coat I had on. I was juiced up on adrenaline so it hurt yes but not that bad at first i jumped up and shouted I've broke my arm......Help. My mates were still laughing their heads off to the fact i fell over so comical.
4 or 5 operation's later metal pins in and out of my arm and 2 more breaks in the same arm due to it being so weak now and 15 years later and i still get ache's/pains loss of feeling and nerve damage and lost any sort of manly strength in it so yes still suffering years later all stemmed from one day larking about.
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They would have already seen you doing pull ups on the door frame... there would have been no attack
Oh yeah
hAWR HAWR I do remember picking my nose after touching Daves ultimate insanity source!
Say it to their face then, don't pull a dick move about it.
I went to a low-grade private school when I was younger - the school that you went to if you failed to get in to the decent private schools in my area.
My father duly paid a small fortune for this privilege. I was a smart alec, ignorant little **** when I was that age, and despite my politeness and general good spirit I began to really fall behind at school. I got ok GCSE's but was told to genuinely put some hard graft in at AS Level, and to make the most of a private education.
My dad saw all all the signs of my impending AS Level failure - as I'd screwed up my 13+ examinations too. I subsequently received a resounding 3 U's and an E grade at AS Level. I wasn't too bothered, I could always resit...
The old man had dipped into my savings account to pay for my final year... I'd been left with no/very little in the way of savings. I was angry for about 10 minutes, but very quickly came round to his way of thinking - a decision on his part which very early on highlighted to cost of being ignorant, arrogant and failing without trying.
My father duly paid a small fortune for this privilege. I was a smart alec, ignorant little **** when I was that age, and despite my politeness and general good spirit I began to really fall behind at school. I got ok GCSE's but was told to genuinely put some hard graft in at AS Level, and to make the most of a private education.
My dad saw all all the signs of my impending AS Level failure - as I'd screwed up my 13+ examinations too. I subsequently received a resounding 3 U's and an E grade at AS Level. I wasn't too bothered, I could always resit...
The old man had dipped into my savings account to pay for my final year... I'd been left with no/very little in the way of savings. I was angry for about 10 minutes, but very quickly came round to his way of thinking - a decision on his part which very early on highlighted to cost of being ignorant, arrogant and failing without trying.