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One time, in band camp...

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Originally Posted by Morrigoon (Post 160982)

Okay, so have any of you ever been snorkeling, and tried to pet a fish?
... I still have the scar to prove it.

One time, when I was leaving work (at McCarran Airport in Vegas), I was driving up Tropicana (goes across the end of the runway in a very darkish stretch). Anyway, my a/c didn't work in that car, so I always drove around with the driver (runway) side window open. I hear this sound coming at me, and it sounded for all the world like a Mac truck trying to run me down. I couldn't see a thing in my rear view, but I could hear it coming closer, and at one point it sounded practically on top of me - so much so that I actually swerved!

... And it was about then that the Cessna finally passed over me and into view on the runway.

Wow! What a story! I can't believe you lived in Vegas with out air conditioning in your car!!:eek:

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Originally Posted by wendybeth (Post 160981)

I love the internet: Pepper's ghost

Oh, I knew I had heard it before! From The Haunted Mansion! Thanks!

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Originally Posted by Morrigoon (Post 160982)

One time, when I was leaving work (at McCarran Airport in Vegas), I was driving up Tropicana (goes across the end of the runway in a very darkish stretch). Anyway, my a/c didn't work in that car, so I always drove around with the driver (runway) side window open. I hear this sound coming at me, and it sounded for all the world like a Mac truck trying to run me down. I couldn't see a thing in my rear view, but I could hear it coming closer, and at one point it sounded practically on top of me - so much so that I actually swerved!

... And it was about then that the Cessna finally passed over me and into view on the runway.

I experienced something similar once driving on Lakewood Blvd which runs underneath the runway of the Long Beach Airport. I was convinced the loud noise I heard was my car's engine about to explode or something. Then I drove out of the tunnel and saw the plane taking off above me.

The summer I turned 13, I was eating spaghetti on an airplane. I turned away for a moment to talk to my sister, and when I looked back, something was pushing up through the center of my bowl. I panicked (nowhere to run) before I realized that it was the fork that I had left deep in the pasta.

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Originally Posted by Gemini Cricket (Post 160746)

Once during a performance of "Fiddler on the Roof", I totally blanked on the lyrics to my solo song. "Miracle of Miracles" :blush:

"Blunder of blunders,
Ridicule of ridicules,
God took a Cricket by the hand,
Blanked out his mind then
ridicules of ridicules
helped by leader of the band"

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Originally Posted by lashbear (Post 161307)

"Blunder of blunders,
Ridicule of ridicules,
God took a Cricket by the hand,
Blanked out his mind then
ridicules of ridicules
helped by leader of the band"

LOL!
:D

I love reading this Thread, because I know I'm not completely alone! I have more doozies that I just remembered. And they weren't commited by just me. My Dad would kill me for outing him like this, but fortunately, his occured umpteen years ago:

*He once ripped open a steamed bag of peas. With his teeth. You can imagine how his face felt.

*He snipped a wire. While it was still plugged in. The whole house lost power & the scissors melted.

I think where we tend to go wrong is with the fact that we both have zero patience. So, instead of taking a second to think things through and then act, we just get all irritated and impulsive because GOD FORBID we wait more then 2 seconds for anything.

*I once fried bacon. In denim short-shorts. Naturally, grease popped, splattered and hit my upper thigh. Golly, I sure had a nice welt for awhile.

*I know that you can't microwave metal. However, one morning, years ago, I decided to heat up a silver metal Starbucks carafe in the microwave. I checked it completely- nowhere did it say "Do not place in microwave" (probably because they assume even the most ass-backward jackhole should know this). I placed it inside, shut the door, pressed the minute buttons and POOF! The entire inside of the microwave went up in flames. I had to drag my now late boyfriend out of the shower to extinguish it. I've also attempted to microwave foil butter packets. Don't do it.

*I once threw my unnecessary mail into my fireplace. What faster way to rid myself of it? However, I threw in windowed envelopes. It resulted in the most vile plastic burning smell. My neighbors were in my front yard, concerned there was a house fire.

Aw! That just reminded me of the time my late boyfriend turned up the gas super psycho-high in the fireplace. He lit a long match, tossed it in and KABLAMMO! Flames flew past the screen and singed our Christmas stockings. The flames reached well above the mantle. I screamed and then died laughing. Why, I don't know, considering one of my greatest fears is fire. How ironic that many of my past follies revolve around accidentally igniting objects? :(