This thread is to express the most unluckiest thing that has ever happened to you.


What sparked this thread is a curious, and most unlucky event that happened to my friend, Patriotz, today.

Patriotz and I were riding bikes around on my street. He gets a text message on his phone, and natuarlly, goes to check it. By the time he's finished, we reach an intersection, with an oncoming car. In a hurry, he swerves to the middle of the road, and hastily stuffed his phone into his pocket, yet it did not go in all the way. Itwas only halfway in when he went to peddle again, thats when the phone bounced out of his pocket, and kept bouncing from the middle of the street to the curb, where to his unforutunate surprise, lay a sewer drain. So the phone was never to be found again, but upon calling it realized that it still worked.


Well, the most Unlucky thing that I can recall happening to me would be when I was finished taking a "crap", and once I flushed.....bad things happened, and the bathroom will forever be remembered by my parents as "The Brown Room."

Looking forward to seeing other peoples unluckyness.

More like an "Idiotic Moment", but I was riding my bike, and my gears wouldn't shift.

So I tried looking at them as I shifted to see what was happening.
I looked up to see the back of a parked SUV.

>.>

Double-nosebleed, double fat lip.
Not fun, especially for the guy who got me paper towels. He was innocently doin' stuff in his garage, when he sees some kid stumbling toward him with blood flowing from his face.

And then there was this unlucky time I stepped out in front of a school bus and had my foot ran over by another SUV.

They hate me. D:

HAHA, that sounds like somehtign out of a sitcom.

I had an unlucky moment yesterday, it was not my unluckiest, but i shall still tell all you folks.

I was planning to make a rogan josh chicken curry. I had prepared the vegetables, and had began to fry them in some olive oil. Whilst this was happening, i was cuttin gthe chicken into cookable chunks ona chopping board. Just after i had done this, i picked up the chopping board, and for som estrange reason, i lost my grip, and down went the chopping board, and the chickned landed on the floor.

I honestly felt like crying.

I'm such a sissy arenit i?

Nedless to say, I picked up the chicken, washed it, and got on with the curry.

I have such poor hygene standards dont i?

When my mother got back, i gave her the burden of finishing the curry off, whilst i went on a short walk with my dog to get rid of my anger ( BTW, i wasnt planning to harm the dog, its just that i find going on a walk is good to get rid of stress).

About 45 minutes later, i get back, and because if the cold weather i have a runny nose. I blow it good and propper, and then my nose starts to bleed loads and loads. There was oodles and oodles of blood, it was nice.

To be honest, if i think of that as an unlucky event in my life, i guess it shows that i have a good life overall.

Btw, there are no tc prizes for spotting a typoe in this post. Infact, if you spot one and tell me about it, i thnk you should owe me one credit.

I got shat on by a pigeon once too. The shit landed on my head face and crotch.

I dunno, probably that time where i had placed a dumbbell on a half-meter high table, and it rolled down. First time, it barely missed my foot, and i was like, "HOLY SHIT, IT ALMOST HIT ME! D:", and when i place it on the table again, it rolled down again, and smashed down right on my big toe. That got me a limp for about a month, and a new toenail. Also two weeks free from school.
But the cold hard fact is that it hurt like (bleep)ing hell, and my toe is still slightly deformed to this day.

Well, it might be this one time when I broke my collarbone after challenging a really rowdy motherfucker on the football pitch.

...wait, I'm not done yet, 2 months later, I broke the same collarbone again at a different spot after being seriously smashed by another rowdy motherfucker on the football pitch.

when I was four yrs old I jumped off of a in-home plastic slide while pretending to be a toucan with Pull-n-Peels in my mouth (dont ask why) and landed face first in the edge of a wall.



my forehead split open and had to get stitched as well as the fact that my sister couldnt get her shoes on because we left for the hospital so quickly made the experience totally SUCK.

on the bad side, I sort of have short term memory loss (I cant remember anything that happened in the previous year or two)

on the good side, I have a good vocabulary and I read at an 11th grade level

Hrng... Hard to say. I guess it would be this one time when I was learning free running at this center- they had like this little obstacle course set up that made you move fast and fluidly, a good practice for beginners and those who just want to refine their skills. So I walk out with an above-average time and feel pretty bad-ass. So I try to jump off a 3 story building onto a 2 story one on the other side of the street. Good thing it was just a one-lane street, because I hit the edge of the building bleeping HARD, fell off balance, and then in agony rolled off the side of the building. I landed on top of a very large metal dumpster which hurt. Not-so-luckily it was closed :/ The trash would've at least provided a semi-cushy landing. Anyways, I got rushed to the ER room about a half hour later, and they found that one of my ribs was partially fractured and that I had dislocated my wrist.

On the upside, I technically cleared the jump

Heres another unlucky/idiotic moment. I was rocking in a plastic chair that was about 1 foot off the ground, and was probably meant for 4 year olds. I was rocking next to a table when all of a sudden, one of the plastic legs gave way and I smashed my eyebrow bone on the corner of the table. I ended up with at least 10 stitches.

Wow Ragdoll... There are no good places that i can find that have nice jumps like that. Its all either 8 story down to 1, or just 1 to 1s... Sooo not fair.

shit i havnt done anything unlucky... um....

Oh, I have one, there was a stick in the ground pointing up to about head hight, and then my bro pushed me and it stabed right into my eye.

it hurt.

Haha, you guys do a lot of stupid stuff. xD

Well heres mine. I had a couple .22 bullet left over from going out hunting with my friends, and I decided to smash one of them with a hammer. (please, please don't ask me why) I was hoping it would shoot away or something cool like that, but instead it blew up and two pieces of shrapnel from the casing lodged inside the knuckle of my middle finger on my left hand. The weird thing is, I didn't notice anything had happened until I saw blood running down my hand. I didn't feel any pain at all.

They had to cut it open to get the first chunk out, but they never got the second one out. I am lucky I can still bend my finger. :P Oh yeah, and I was 13.