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[font=trebuchet ms,helvetica,sans-serif][i]In high-school, we made it a point to try and get all the kick balls on top of the scoreboard fixture hanging from the ceiling by the end of the year. We were very close my junior year. I think there were two left. When Mr. Fitzgerald finally got the scissor lift out and went up there... he threw down nearly 20 of them... which meant, we had to run 20 laps on the last day of school.[/i][/font]
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I've lost so many balls over barriers through the years... I sometimes wonder what came of each of them. Here's hoping at least some of them escaped an eternity of lying in the middle of nowhere! It would be cool to know some of them are still being used.
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[quote name='flaccopoe' timestamp='1359970141' post='1344058']
I've lost so many balls over barriers through the years... I sometimes wonder what came of each of them. Here's hoping at least some of them escaped an eternity of lying in the middle of nowhere! It would be cool to know some of them are still being used.
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[font=trebuchet ms,helvetica,sans-serif][i]You ever see the movie Everyone's Hero? It's an animated kids movie about baseball, you should watch it. Kind of speaks of what you are.[/i][/font]

[center][font=trebuchet ms,helvetica,sans-serif][i]http://youtu.be/uSurRkjiyDg[/i][/font][/center]
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Its my dad's story, not mine, but its funny nonetheless.

So my uncle Danny had recently broken his arm and had it in a huge permanent cast. My Uncle David was upstairs in the house sorting through old stuff in the closet. Danny decided that he wanted to run up the stairs and hit David on the back of the head with his cast. In order to do that, since they were outside, he had to run through the curtain hanging in front of the sliding glass door. So he runs in with the cast held out in front of him and pushes aside the curtain, runs upstairs and hits David with the cast, then runs back outside. He decides to do it again, and again. Finally, after about 5 times of doing it, my dad, the practical joker, waits until Danny runs inside and then closes the sliding glass door and pushes the curtain back into place. Danny comes running down the stairs with his cast held out front and runs into the curtain, only to smash completely through the sliding glass door. He got in a ton of trouble, and my dad got off scott free.
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[quote name='IMissMattStover' timestamp='1359993401' post='1344502']
Its my dad's story, not mine, but its funny nonetheless.

So my uncle Danny had recently broken his arm and had it in a huge permanent cast. My Uncle David was upstairs in the house sorting through old stuff in the closet. Danny decided that he wanted to run up the stairs and hit David on the back of the head with his cast. In order to do that, since they were outside, he had to run through the curtain hanging in front of the sliding glass door. So he runs in with the cast held out in front of him and pushes aside the curtain, runs upstairs and hits David with the cast, then runs back outside. He decides to do it again, and again. Finally, after about 5 times of doing it, my dad, the practical joker, waits until Danny runs inside and then closes the sliding glass door and pushes the curtain back into place. Danny comes running down the stairs with his cast held out front and runs into the curtain, only to smash completely through the sliding glass door. He got in a ton of trouble, and my dad got off scott free.
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I know someone who ran through a glass door, thinking that it would hold him. Keep in mind he was a pretty huge guy (he was a tackle in high school!) And that is why you're not supposed to run in the hallways.
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Brings this back...

One time, I was playing a basketball game with my younger bro.. Me, being two feet taller than him blocked most of his shots... One time I blocked his shot, it hit is head, and went into the basket....

We started debating on who should get the points... I was the one who caused the shot to be blocked, and he was the last one to touch it... It go to the point where we were yelling so loudly, my pops had to come down. I got the point... My Lil bro went in crying...

So I went upstairs, to play guitar, and what do I find, a trashed room, and all my guitar strings were cut off....

That pretty much describes our relationship
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