cybrkitn
We called it Bonko
- Joined
- Sep 18, 2006
- Messages
- 7,412
I don't think he was going for that kind of weenie roast on his camping trip.
Oooooh. Bu dum bum!

I don't think he was going for that kind of weenie roast on his camping trip.
Oooooh. Bu dum bum!It was hysterical watching it. Every guy that came in to help separate him from the camping stove either passed out from seeing it or wouldn't touch it. Btw, the guy was high at the time when he did it.
I don't want to get points, so I'll leave it like this: anaphylactic latex allergy + husband buying the wrong condoms = a really, really awful night in the ER. I can laugh about it now, but at the time I wanted to die a thousand deaths!
When I was about 20 my boss (about 28, IIRC) grabbed my arm in a death grip and told me to call 911. She thought she was having a heart attack. And not in an "oh, oh my, I think I might be having a heart attack" way, in a "I"M DYING! I'm going to DIE RIGHT NOW!!!" way. It was very scary for everyone involved.
It turned out she was being stabbed by the underwire in her bra.![]()
When DH and I were dating, we were taking a shower. The shower is 5' x 4', so plenty of room. He was scrubbing my feet (and no, that is not code for anything, it is truly what he was doing). His feet go out from under him, he's sitting on his butt, but his feet took my legs out from under me. I fell on top of him, my cheek hitting him square on the forehead. Yep. Broken cheekbone in 3 places. The maxillofacial surgeon (who was a bit younger and very cute), turned bright red when I shared the story.
Had surgery 3 days later and left for WDW 3 days after that. My friends, who we met up with at WDW, have never let me live that one down. Thankfully, my stepson refused to share this story when he gave the toast at our wedding.
I am a Scout leader. When DS was in 3rd grade, I was preparing to teach the pocket knife safety course know as "Whittling Chip". I had just purchased brand new knives, for both of us. As we begin to work (we were at home and I was practicing my carving skills), my son decided to jump ahead and we ended up going to the ER for 7 stitches in the webbing of his hand between the thumb and 1st finger. Now mind you, I live in the same county where I worked EMS so I knew all the drs and nurses. The look I got when I told them he got cut doing a pocket knife safety class practice was priceless.
He did learn rather quickly to not bring a blade towards you, go away from you.
I had to read this twice. I thought your butt cheek hit him on the head![]()
:rofl2: that would've added a whole 'mother level of embarrassing!