re: What is something you did once and never again?

I'm going to win this thread:


I put a defibrillator to my leg and set it off.



The top of my head hit the ceiling, and I didn't jump.


My calf muscle didn't unclinch for five hours.

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I'm going to win this thread:

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That assumes mikelbr doesn't post in it.

Consumed a lot of Black Velvet whiskey with beer on 18th birthday...got sick on dance floor, passed-out, etc...almost died. No BV in the 40+ year since.

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Every boy should get a gallon of quality lube for his 13th birthday. The amount of pain adolescent boys have endured using various household and garage products that seemed like a good idea at the time is unfathomable.

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Truth. Hell I even found out the hard way (pun intended) at age 13 that regular bar soap in the shower really stings afterword. Seemed to work but when rinsing, OUCH!

2 hits of window pane.

Sorry for the long story, but it's one of the more entertaining events of my youth:


Literally my first drink of hard alcohol, Southern Comfort when I was 15.

I was at the local bowling alley (the cool place to hang out in those days) with my best friend, his girlfriend, and her friend that I was trying to impress because she was smokin hot at that time and had a huge rack.

We were sitting in his Explorer before going in, and somehow he had gotten a whole bottle of Southern Comfort. I promptly filled up a red solo cup to the brim and drank it straight in about 2 minutes, thinking I looked awesome to the well-endowed girl in the back seat.

Fast forward to some unknown time later, and I was making out with the school whore (not the gloriosuly huge-chested girl from earlier) in the bowling alley arcade inside a racing arcade game. I have no idea how I got there or what led to this, but I was ready to make babies with this somewhat attractive but known-whorish girl that went to our school.

A cop then comes into the arcade, grabs me by the arm and pulls me out of this racing arcade game, and proceeds to take me outside while I stumble all over myself. He sits me on the curb and asks the most infamous cop question ever, "have you been drinking tonight son?"

I say no while my head and body are literally swaying and I'm sure I wreak of alcohol, then promptly projectile puke all over his shoes. He surprisingly takes this in stride and asks if there's someone I can call, I tell him my parents are out of town (surprisingly true) and we can call my aunt to pick me up.

I then vomit all over his pants.

I sit on the curb with the cop hovering over me for what feels like forever as my friend and the girls come out, act like they don't know me, and continue to his car and leave. My aunt and her daughter (my cousin that's the same age as me and goes to the same school), finally come to pick me up and the cop lets me go with them, lesson learned.

In the car my aunt laughs at my misfortune for throwing up multiple times on a cop, and my cousin somehow already knows about my escapade with the school whore even though this was long before social media.

I proceed to puke out the window and down the side of the car the whole way home, making a huge mess. My aunt doesn't tell my mom but gives me some good ribbing about puking all over a cop and her car, even to this day.

Almost 20 years later and I still haven't had a single sip of Southern Comfort, I can't even smell it without feeling sick

My buddy from Australia got me to try vegemite… worst “food” I ever ate

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hard alcohol, Southern Comfort

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Aaaaammmmmeeeennnnnn lol