working with a guy that was tweaking he had a 14" deck saw aka hot saw so the fucker is in front of me cutting some deck when he blows the blade off the saw and it hits me in the face cutting me from just under my nose to my ear and all the way in to my jaw bone and into my sinus BUT wait it gets better this knocks me back and down 13' on too my back braking 2 vertebrata's
And to top it all off 2 weeks later the company goes belly up
When I was 18 I was racing some dude and I rolled my dodge dart in which i had removed the seat belt so I flew through the windshield. I rolled in between two telephone poles one had a memorial already on it I just got up smoked a cig and I was fine.
i've had a few. i fell off a fence onto a 1x4 that had a broken end. stabbed through my stomach at my waistline and went all the way up to my ribs. luckily it only went under the skin and not into my guts. wrecked my bike a few months back while i was running around 70 and smacked my head on the highway. luckily i rolled into the ditch afterwards and didnt get hit by any cars.
i've broken and fractured so many bones that i can now tell if rain is coming 3-4 hours before it gets to me due to the pressure changing. my back hurts daily and i foresee a chiropractor visit in the near future. and im only 20 years old. cant wait til i turn 60, if i make it that long.
My friend was hard up for some grass.So I hooked up with this dude he knew and I knew of to go out and get some for Ryan,for some reason Ryan didnt want to go.Shit was pretty dry round here but this Jim dude knew where there was some.So we hop in my 73 malbue and cruise out to Gary and Im thinkin oh fuck this shit isnt the best idea but I went any how.We get there and its a fuckin crack house but fuck it Im there so lets do this.We go in and theres crackheads all over hangin out gettin fucked up.Keep in mind Im eighteen 5'7" blonde hair,blue eyes and very very white almost opaque.The dude I went there with turned out to be hooked on crack and disappeared into the back room,never said nuthin.This lil black chic with nappy hair walks up and Im thinkin "mother fucker" this is bad.She proceeded to start suckin on my neck while these serious gangster mutherfuckers watched,god damn I wanted to run so fuckin bad and Im tryin hard not to panic.So she was latched on for what seemed like a eternity before she let got bored or sumthin.Im still not moving standin in the corner when this BIG BUCK mutherfucker walks up and says "those are some nice legs" .YIPE! Im gonna get ass raped and killed,just then that Jim dude come out with the nastiest ditch shit Ive ever seen but it caught Buck Nasty's eye and he's all like "hey man can I get some of that" and Im like "well fuck you can have all of it",he took a lil and we bugged out,But yeah that was the scariest shit Ive ever been in.
So far in my life I haven't broken any bones or had any stitches. I've probably needed stitches but thats what super glue is for. I know I've had several times in my life where I've realized I almost died, but was never hurt so I immediately forgot about it.
The only time I thought my life was over was the last time I got in a fight...sort of. A dude was pissing in the floor giving me sid vicious faces. He wouldn't stop long enough for me to get to him with my hands so I threw a beer bottle at him. He got kicked out and walked back to the door 2-3 minutes later. He was covered in blood head to toe and you could see blood spurting out of his head hitting the glass. I just knew he was going to bleed out and I was going away.Turned out it wasn't as bad as it looked. He lost two pints of blood, had a concussion, and got 30 stitches.
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Originally Posted by Lucky69
sounds like we're all a motley crue!!!
Sounds more like we're all IN Motley Crue
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Fuck it, I'll play. Mice got a few gnar ones.
Back when I rode sportbikes, my stepdad was in HA. I'm cruising the mountains with some buddies and a couple guys I didn't know. About 30 members go rolling past with my stepdad up front and my uncle in the rear. We were at a gas stop and left about 10 minutes after they passed by. Us being on rise caught them fairly quick. Then one of the guys I didn't know, passes me(lead) and tries passing my uncle putting him into the emergency lane. And takes off splitting between patched members. I pull up next to my uncle to apologize he tells me to catch dude, or they will take him out. So I'm trying to respectfully pass after this asshole cuts them off and they aren't having it. My only chance is a long downhill straight away with a 45 mph open sight left turn at the bottom. So I pass in the oncoming lane and and try leaning into that turn at about 130mph and no fucking way I was gonna make it. Slid between two members and off the side into the ditch and somehow stayed on the bike. Everyone that saw started pulling over since they all figured I was dead already. I came shooting out of the dust still on two wheels doing about 90 in a gravel ditch and made it back onto the road. The members pulled over at a camp site and so did my buddies. It was tense at first but after the explanation and some laughs, we were all good. The guy that caused all this was smoking at the next stop sign. Had they caught him first, probably never would have found his body.
2. I was coming out of a bar after closing and drunk as fuck. Bottom line is a neighbor by the bar started mouthing off, I went over and a scuffle ensued. He took out a steel baton that twisted apart and had a samurai sword in it and tried attacking me. I don't lose a lot of fight so I was able to get it away from him. Then a broke his cheekbone, jaw, eye socket and ribs. With my fists. Cops grabbed me later that night and charged me with all kinds of shit. Went before the judge and all charges dropped for self defense. Thought I was doing time.
3. I was coming out of a different bar for a friends birthday(see a theme) and like a drunk ass the birthdays mouths off to some bitch that's with 6 dudes. Well there's only 3 of us and the birthday boy can barely stand. Tried my best to talk our way out of it but no luck. First punched knocked birthday boy unconcsious. Then out came their knives. Out came mine. My other buddy got his face bit when he bear hugged and has a huge scar. He also got 13 stitches when his wrist got slit. Birthday boy got 6 stitches in his eyebrow. I severed 1 guys bicep, got 1 guy twice in the shoulder, got another in the stomach, and got a other guy twice in the kidney. 3.5 half serrated blade went 4 inches in. Had this girl drive me and my buddies to the base hospitl(they were marines) and then called the cops on myself since I knew they were gonna find me.
Cops came, attempted murder multiple counts, life saving surgery, over 100 stitches between the 6 of them and not a scratch on me. Investigator released me before I ever saw a cell. Self defense. That's the only time I ever thought I was going to be killed. Then I thought I was gonna do life. They all lived and were gangbangers. I never had charges filed against me, just a lot of pats on the back from friends and my buddies families. That was Friday the 13th of June almost 4 years ago. Haven't been in a fight since.
Edit: just saw the date. Just OVER 4 years ago.
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Scoring a slab of hash the size of a pack of cigs in the ghetto , but the ghetto was in Cairo Egypt . Not a good thing for a young sailor to do. Then getting it back on the ship the next night . Scared
shit less for the longest time. That lasted till we got underway headed for the Persian Gulf .
Alright, sit right down and I will tell you my story. I was actually born in raised in Pennsylvania, Philidelphia to be exact. I was young and didn't do much except chill, played ball a lot at the school. Then a couple of guys, they were up to no good, they started making trouble in my neighborhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared and made me move with my aunt and uncle in Bel-Air.
working with a guy that was tweaking he had a 14" deck saw aka hot saw so the fucker is in front of me cutting some deck when he blows the blade off the saw and it hits me in the face cutting me from just under my nose to my ear and all the way in to my jaw bone and into my sinus BUT wait it gets better this knocks me back and down 13' on too my back braking 2 vertebrata's
And to top it all off 2 weeks later the company goes belly up
That is pretty narly, what the hell is a deck saw?
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When I was around 17 Yrs old I was at a party in manhattan beach, with about 50 or so others,
It was about 9pm saturday night so it was no big deal. noise level was pretty tame, etc.......
So.... I am standing in the far corner of the backyard, with about 8 others drinking beers etc....
It is really dark out, & then suddenly..... a very loud BANG! right next to Me, I look up & this
old motherfucker (house next door) is standing at his property line with a Pistol in His hand &
this dude from malibu that I was chatting with is squirting blood all over my shirt.. He got hit in the neck & was very lucky He lived. I was only about 6 feet away from the shooter & the bullet must have just missed my head. found out later the dude is a fag & didn't like the noise.
One word: Improvised Explosive Device. Not a whole lot more to explain than driving through Iraq and having a car disintegrate next to you. That'll pucker yer asshole!
One word: Improvised Explosive Device. Not a whole lot more to explain than driving through Iraq and having a car disintegrate next to you. That'll pucker yer asshole!
One word: Improvised Explosive Device. Not a whole lot more to explain than driving through Iraq and having a car disintegrate next to you. That'll pucker yer asshole!
Alright, sit right down and I will tell you my story. I was actually born in raised in Pennsylvania, Philidelphia to be exact. I was young and didn't do much except chill, played ball a lot at the school. Then a couple of guys, they were up to no good, they started making trouble in my neighborhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared and made me move with my aunt and uncle in Bel-Air.
Parachute failure. I was in the army at ft stewart ga, me and my buddy mike wanted to go airborne really bad and there was no openings so we went to a civilian skydiving place at a small airfield next to a ga state penetentiary. They warned me that the winds were too strong that day but me and Mike said fuck it we drove all this way we're gonna jump. So we signed a release, watched a 20 min video and jumped. In Ga you don't have to do a tandem jump with an instructor you just do a static line that pulls your chute for you. I was first to jump, and when I did the I was instantly blown over backwards by the strong winds, and the chute came out and hit me in the back of the head from the odd angle, twisting it into a cigar roll. Now cigar rolls are the worst because you can't deploy your reserve chute until you cut the main chute, but the main chute just hangs around to get tangled with the reserve. So I proceeded to untie the mess while plummeting to my certain death, thanks to a one way radio earpiece, I was able to hear instructions from the jump master guy on the ground. Bicycle kick, while you separate the strings that connect to the chute, once you get the left and right strings separated, you pull them apart as hard as you can while bicycle kicking, that makes you spin around rapidly until the whole thing is untangled. Once it came untangled and caught the air, was the best feeling you could ever imagine. I ended up pulling off a perfect landing. My buddy Mike is the crazy one though, he watched all this from the plane and still jumped. Nothing scares me ever since then, 19 years ago, if I lived through that I can handle anything.
when i was in jr high i got stabbed up pretty good took 6 sticks to the gut,was layed up for a while...
when i was 16 me and some buddies were at a local carnival and started having problems with a large group of older guys in there mid to late 20's,it was cuz one of my buddies was dating one of the older guys sisters and cheated on her...they had a group of about 15 guys with them and we were about 8 deep,they hit my buddy he went down,all our" friends" scattered and left me facing all of them...i hit the biggest one first and layed him out and kicked the next guys knee out,then got pummled by a bunch of guys who still couldnt bring me down...in the midst off all the fighting one of the guys pulled out one of those police spring batons and cracked my head open with it right about the same time the cops showed up.
i've been a bouncer at various bars and strip clubs over the past 12 years and i've had countless knives and guns pulled on me over the years but only been cut once...guess i've got pretty lucky
long story short ...sold guy some hash .He and friend go scooter rideing ,after burning the gram.friend dies due to accident on a bike .cops come looking for me, Military was looking for me ,,,, found me monday morning at the base .Court marshal...made main witness eat shit ,when he asked me questions,...blew his case..i walked,, ,,, the night in the netherland antilles.caribean island down near columbia., local guy was going to score some weed,, we traded him a big bottle of crushed up caffiene pills .he thought it was coke.walked most of night comeing back from whore house that was a old prison .after many hours walking threw that ghetto the sun is comeing up the ship is in sight ,,thinking i made it back ...then all of a sudden the cops fly by me stop and my weed buddy is pointing at me ! fawk me.visit to the local pokey,,, Argued my buddy didnt know what he was talking about ,,, then my cheif came in ,,,had a few words with the captain of police,, out of the cage and back to ship then they give the police man a ships ball cap ,waived and said good bye.funny thing ,weed guy had a bud 8 inches long on him when he was pinched ,,,that was my frikken bud ...
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