Crazy shit that has happened to you or your family

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  1. Aerianne

    Aerianne Lifetime Supporter Lifetime Supporter

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    Aw...too bad, but maybe he's an asshole you don't want to know anyway.
     
  2. FunHogg

    FunHogg Senior Member

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    My crazy family stories normally involve my Dad. Nothing outrageous but, most of the out of the ordinary shit happens to him for some reason and it's almost always entertaining.

    When I got out of high school I worked at the same factory as him for a couple of years. I was still at home so, we rode together most of the time.

    One day in the summer while we were driving home, we stopped at a light. A shitty looking mid-80's Mustang with 4 younger dudes pulled up beside us, on Dad's side. (Dad was driving, we were in his Escort, cheap on gas, work vehicle, etc.)

    The dude driving the Mustang yells, "Hey, Old Man. Wanna Race?" Without missing a beat, Dad looks over at them and says "Sure!" Dad floors it and runs through the red light, leaving them behind. Obviously, they caught up with ease and passed us. Dad slowed down and we laughed about it.

    The light where the "race" had started was at the end of this town. After that light, it gets real rural. Lots of pasture and shit. So, we make the turn that took us home and what do we see? The Mustang, front smashed in against an old rock wall on a sharp curve. The dudes are standing around it, looking sour and a little shook up.

    Dad slows up and comes to a stop next to them and says, "Hey fellas, wanna race?" and then drives off with them cussing and giving us the bird and me laughing my ass off.

    Another Dad fun fact. He won $20,000 on a $5 scratch-off 6 or 7 years ago.
     
  3. porkstock41

    porkstock41 Every time across from me...not there!

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    my dad claims to have been hit by lightning too. we had metal barriers on our basement windows. he said he was standing next to the window (during a thunderstorm), next thing he knew he was pulling himself off the floor.
     
  4. FunHogg

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    My Uncle (Dad's brother) was killed in a coal mine collapse.

    My great uncle on Mom's side was in the Bataan Death March.
     
  5. Kinky Ramona

    Kinky Ramona Back by popular demand!

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    My grandpa was in his mid-30s and at work when he slipped in a puddle outside the showers (there weren't such great safety measures back in those days) and fell right into machinery which ripped his left arm right off his body. Had he not been a medic during WW2, he might not have known the pressure points to grab. He held himself together and stopped his own bleeding, thus saving his own life. And my mom and uncle went to college for free. lol
     
  6. Aerianne

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    Wow!
     
  7. pensfan13

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    My mom stepped on a toothpick and it went about a half inch in her foot and broke off leaving almost no room to get a grip on it with my pliers.
     
  8. Spectacles

    Spectacles My life is a tapestry Lifetime Supporter

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    I was married in 1970 and we used to go to some state land to pick wild blueberries. A couple years later I had lost some weight and my wedding ring was loose. One day when we were out picking blueberries my ring fell off. We could not find it. We were out in the middle of nowhere with just trees and blueberry bushes. Several months later we went out there with my spouses family. His Mom was noted for finding things.

    We went out to the same area and it all looked different since it was fall and leaves were all over the ground. I walked to a bush and said that I was pretty sure that it was the bush that I last remembered seeing my ring on my finger. We were walking around moving leaves out of the way with our feet when his Mom said she found it. We all went over there and all you could see was a gold ring showing on the surface of the dirt (someone must have stepped on it). We dug it up and it was my ring.

    The marriage did not last more than three years but that memory is still up there as something very strange that happened in my life.
     
  9. MeAgain

    MeAgain Dazed & Confused Lifetime Supporter Super Moderator

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    A couple posts jogged my memory:

    Once we were redoing our basement and I was nailing paneling onto the walls. My wife was stuffing Styrofoam between the floor joists on an outer wall. I swung the hammer and heard this incredibly loud explosion which literally stunned me. Like someone had fired a 12 gauge shotgun right next to my ear.
    I looked around and the whole basement was filled with smoke and pieces of Styrofoam insulation, and I began to get sick from the ozone smell. My wife was staggering around with a confused look on her face and I'm looking at the hammer and thinking, what the F????
    So we ran outside and my neighbor came running over. Turns out he was sitting on his front porch and saw this blob of ball lightening come floating down out of the sky and hit the basement corner of our house, right where my wife was standing.
    It blew out our phones and TV and I had to replace an amp chip in my stereo, back when you could do that.
    We had headaches for a couple hours.
     
  10. MeAgain

    MeAgain Dazed & Confused Lifetime Supporter Super Moderator

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    Then one time I was on this road trip to Paris Island running these three AWOL Marines back to base, which is a whole other story.

    We stopped somewhere on RT 95 heading south at some odd time of the morning, like 2:00 AM or something, just to get rid of some old beer.
    So I staggered over to this tree somewhere by the side of the road, maybe a rest stop, I don't know. And took a leak.
    Next day we're heading back and our rears are dragging, so I figured we needed a little pick up. I reached into my jeans pocket for that little quarter inch piece of folded up tin foil I had placed there the day before, and it was gone!
    So we continued on, thoroughly bummed out, eventually stopping to take a piss. And as I'm standing by this tree, somewhere, I look down and catch a glimmer of sunlight off this little piece of tin foil!
    And the rest of the trip was wonderful indeed.
     

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