Author Topic: Any near-death experiences?  (Read 19046 times)


My mom decided that it was smart to raft down the Arkansas river...in an inflatable raft. With no oars. We almost drowned.

Once when I was little, on my dad's party I fell down the chair and some of my head skin got partially torn off. Stitches from the hospital lasted for a week, as far as I remember.

I was in a car crash
Quite a big one

I went upside down in one of theese big bath-rings when i was like 3-4.

Tae Kwan Do is generic meaningless stuff. I know a licensed Ninjitsu teacher. He teached at eight schools. Learn something else.
I didn't say i was learning tea kwon do

I said i was doing kung fu.

This one time I died... but then I got better.


My family has a nack for chocking on bacon

I don't think it was really a near death experience, but whatever. One day when I was 11 or so, I was hanging out at a pound with a few friends, and these 15-16 year old idiots came and started being douchebags to us. I call the one Gay and suddenly they all rage and start beating the stuff out of me. I don't really remember anything after that, because I think I blacked out. My mom signed me up for Tae-Kwon-Doe for self defense in case it happened again, and now I'm a second degree black belt.
I've learned techniques, various punches and kicks and take downs for when my opponent makes a specific move. Besides, I've been with the Gym for like, 5 years.
The fact that you are a second degree black belt with five years experience at only 16 is a sign that you are in enrolled in a black belt mill.

Do you ever actually get to spar in your class? I'm betting the answer is no. If you were a black belt with any meaning you'd be sparring other students hard or full contact with little protection. That's how you practice self defense, by learning to fight another person, not through repetition of specific techniques for specific situations on a dummy.
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Once i almost died.

the end

 Swim at beach.
Huge wave.
I was washed away and hit someone else.

it happend kinda like this... damn the fireplace went out god it's cold I better start a fire quick *goes and looks for somthing like carosien but only finds break parts cleaner* I hope this will work *sprays the stuff all over the wood* there *puts can down beside the fireplace* *lights match and throws it in* *it explodes and flames blow out not to bad but...they hit the can and it blows up* only reasion I'm
 alive is the explosion only went out the top of the can so I just got some second degree burns my god to this day I won't even go down the isle in any store that has break parts cleaner in it OR start a fire with anything but matches and newspaper. The end ( yea I know now that was frekin stupid idea )

When I was in Mexico near the beach, my brother and I decided it would be a great idea to go into the water during a really strong storm. The waves were huge, but we were having fun. It got a lot less fun though when a wave crashed into me off-guard and threw me back farther into the ocean, causing me to not be able to see where I was going and was forcing me under the water. After a while of drowning, I started to feel really warm, getting closer to death, but luckily I got washed up onto the beach just in time and didn't have to be recovered.

It was scary as hell

My mom decided that it was smart to raft down the Arkansas river...in an inflatable raft. With no oars. We almost drowned.
Well your mom is pretty damn stupid