re: What is the greatest bodily injury you have inflicted on another human being?

yeah that's balls as shite with a gun to your head.


I have a similar story. Me and my best friend of the time (not any more, he fricked me over recently) but anyway we are parked behind the ihop pretty much in the walmart parking lot on college. It's late night and the place is packed with a line out the door. We get out walk see the line and say frick it lets go somewhere else. Well we get to the car and some little young thugs (couldn't be older than 16) walk up to me (i'm a little tipsy so ballsy) and pulls out a little pea shooter .22 and demands our money. Just so happen our rent was due the next day so we both have a couple hundred which pissed me off. Well my buddy jumps in the passenger side of the car and I start mouthing off to the guys and walk up and dare him to shoot me. He puts the gun to my stomach and I tell him if he shoots me with that piece of shite gun I'm going to stomp the lights out of him and his little thug partner. About this time he sees an opportunity and runs with the gun and jumps in the back seat of the passenger side and puts the gun to my buddies head. And screams at me to get in the driver seat or he is going to blow my buddies brains out. So I walk to the drivers side. I take the keys out of the ignition (my buddy has tear rolling down his face) and I fricking throw the keys clean across the walmart parking lot. So at this point I the thugs know we can't drive them anywhere so they can just murder us or whatever. Finally I had some more cash I didn't give them so I got out and threw it on the ground and told them there that's all I got. When they got far enough away from the car we ran into the ihop. Told the guard on duty inside and he didn't do shite but call the cops. fricking idiots. They took a statement and I never heard of it again.

I don't think i'd have ever had those balls had I not been drinking but I know if I would have drove them to the levee or something they would have killed us.

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It was my freshman year of high school in an all boys school in Memphis. We had a limited time between classes to get our books so it was pretty common for most people to carry around half a days worth of books from class to class.

One day after lunch somebody decided that it would be funny to knock the books out of my hands. This wasn't uncommon...it's just one of those things you dealt with. Unfortunately for this guy I didn't react very well. He had two guys grab each of my arms so that they can pull them apart while he knocked the books out of my hands. I knew what was coming and I acted instinctively. While this kid was jumping around in front of me trying to not the books on my hand I simply kicked out.

The bad part is I was wearing loafers as you doing to school like this. And then I connected in 1 million to one shot. The kid went down on the ground screaming. Seriously, this guy was screaming. It was so fake sounding that everybody was laughing. The worst part is that this kid was barely over 4 feet tall. People gave him the nickname Smurf. I even heard somebody walk up and say, "alright, alright...Who kicked Smurf in the balls?"

Then somebody lifted his head and I saw a real tears streaming down his face. Then some other people lifted him up and I saw blood covering the front of his pants. At that point I knew this shite was serious.

Here's the rest of the story quickly. Somehow the way I kicked him did some insane damage. This next sentence is not for the weak. I don't know how to say this delicately so I'll just say it: his pee hole split apart. You didn't miss read that: his pee hole split apart.

This kid missed almost 2 weeks of school recovering from his injury. I was able to reach out to him on the phone to say I'm sorry and just to touch base and see how things are going. If you remember your freshman year high school that was a time when things started to grow on their own. It could be a thought of a beautiful girl or stiff wind but things tend to change rather quickly. Because it was a unique injury this presented a huge problem. He actually was given some kind of smelling salts to take in cases this happened or else risk splitting the stitches which would lead to much more fun.

After two weeks he actually came back to school and everything seemed okay. For the first period. All it took was for one walk from first class to the second class on the other side of the school before he was in, let's say, extreme discomfort...and he was out for another week.

Fun part is the kid turned into a real douche and never really grew. Next couple of years I routinely got asked to kick Smurf in the balls again.

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This was an excellent read. Wow, I went to an all boys school, so i really enjoyed this. Could have happened at my school.

Slammed someone's chest repeatedly into a metal pole. Pulled an arm around each side and pulled.

Been 20+ years and I still feel bad when I think of it.

There is another that is far worse, but the guy was trying to rob my wife and I. Don't feel bad at all.

I shot someone

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t was around 03-04 I lived it Tiger Plaza the building right behind the Tiger Bar and the little car wash. There was a gate like 20 steps from my apartment to walk to the bars.

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Pretty sure we lived next to eachother

Can't remember my building - had a couple baseball players that lived next to us. We used to have a lot of parties there.

Broke a guys ribs and puncture a lung while playing football. He spent a few days in the hospital.

Snapped a kids leg during a wrestling tournament junior year of HS. Legal move. Just a freak accident.

Beat up this guy pretty badly who hit a girl I dated and was still really good friends with. She had a party at her house, and before I got there, he busted her lip, gave her a black eye, and kicked a hole in the wall.

For some reason, not one of the fifteen guys at the party did anything then. I showed up and saw her, and immediately went into her bedroom (where he was hiding) and started whaling on him.

Ended up popping his ear, breaking his orbital bone, nose, and jaw, knocking out a few teeth, and he had a flap of skin hanging where his nose bone was sticking out that moved when he breathed. He was bleeding everywhere. For some reason, he kept moving while I was beating him, so I just stayed the course. Looking back, he was probably unconscious and his body was on autopilot just moving around.

After I got tired, I stopped and checked out the situation. There was blood covering this chick's entire room, all over me, and all over the walls and ceiling. I walked outside to find most of the broads crying uncontrollably, made a drink, and told her that she needed to call an ambulance for him. I walked off after that. Dude ended up spending almost a week in the hospital, and tried to sue me afterwards. I just told him that he wouldn't get anywhere trying to sue me for beating his arse after he beat up a girl. He dropped it. He had to go into emergency surgery (supposedly) when he got there. Wore an eye patch and had his jaw wired shut after that, and I found out he had to get new teeth after his jaw healed.



Funny thing is that I went to grammar school with him, so he knew my name. He was begging me for the first few minutes to stop hitting him and crying my name while I was. I ended up buying the girl a new comforter and wiping down her whole room. Blood wouldn't come off of the carpet, walls or ceiling, so I had to paint/replace them once she calmed down



IIRC, the dude moved back in with his parents when he got out of the hospital, and never saw her again

concussion once
broken arm once

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Darth_Vader

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you win