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oh i just remembered the time i decided to test if a hot glue gun had heated up enough to use yet by touching the nozzle

let's just say that it's not a good idea to let me use hot glue guns.

i decided that i want a temp. tattoo. (sorry i cant s p e l l ) so, i took the glue gun and placed a tiny dot on my hand, hoping it would make a cool mark. and it made a moon shape which i loveddd

it hurt tho, dont do it. 5 min craft is craazzzzY

[quote name="WaywardWillow" date="2020-05-16 19:01:16" ] When I was younger and less smart I dropped a glass and it broke, but into those really tiny annoying pieces you can't find unless you step on it. My granddad had recently taught me that white bread will help you pick up glass. We didn't have any so I put my hand onto the ground to pick it up because my hand was the closest thing to white bread I could think of... The pain was gone in minutes, the scars a couple of years, but the look on my mothers face when I had to explain my reasoning... priceless [/quote] THE CLOSEST THING TO WHITE BREAD

When I was little I for some reason thought it was a good idea to play with a mousetrap |:/

3rd grade me thought one day it was a good idea to get myself stuck in my coat and jump off a bench. And I mean onto asphalt. I have no clue what the blacktop was made of, but yeah. Looked like asphalt. Impact like asphalt.

Needless to say I broke my face, got a concussion, and was brought to the ER. I don't remember how many stitches I got in my lip, but I seem to remember 13 as one of the numbers. I couldn't eat like normal for a while and had to resort to soft stuff.

Man, did I cry like a baby.

a couple weeks ago i was doing my english hw and i dropped my pencil. tried to catch it while it was falling but it had gotten caught in my chair at a weird angle and i got stabbed in the hand.

I was once working at a festival making food, and there was a can of beans that I needed to open. The only can opener we had was not the best, and it didn't actually lift the metal top off the can. So I got a little wooden coffee stirring stick and put it under the edge to lift the lid up. The stick was starting to break, so I thought "Hey, why don't I use my finger now?"

The lid slipped and I got a pretty nasty cut. I was immediately taken to the first aid tent, where my cut was cleaned and bandaged. Now I have this lumpy, raised scar on the pad of my pinkie finger, which I like to refer to as 'the bean scar.'

While riding my bike I looked behind myself for a moment and ended up colliding with the rear of a parked car because of that. Impact launched me clear over the car.