I’ll start: I tried to move a bookshelf while drunk about 6 years ago and tore a tendon in my shoulder pretty damn good. It still bothers me sometimes if I move it wrong or sleep on it wrong.
In second grade I was at a school track meet. Didn’t have an event soon, so I was fucking around running up and down the bleachers.
Tripped and fell teeth-first. Broke a few of my front teeth. Fortunately many were still “baby” teeth, but not my two front teeth on the top.
Those two have been a constant struggle ever since. Crowns made of bonding material, then eventually root canals, posts, real crowns, then surgery going through the gums to shave down bone required because of a bad root canal, then a new crown because of a poor seal on one of the crowns…
I haven’t bit into an apple in decades, because I just know that if I do I could lose a crown. Last time I lost a crown was while eating a damn breakfast burrito.
It’s a little petty, but I constantly feel stupidest about my hearing. Cranked my music too loud and didn’t wear ear protection ever when I was younger. The tinnitus gets so bad sometimes it makes me suicidal.
I have two kinds of tinnitus, the classic high pitched ringing that if I pay too much attention can swell like an orchestra, and a newer weirder kind, a low rumble that sounds like a diesel engine is in my driveway that never drives off.
Have a scar on my left thigh from slipping and falling onto a glass table while ranting about why ketchup on hotdogs is good actually
Was this even an argument? Tomato sauce is incredible and a stable on hotdogs and Bunnings snags. Are there anti-tomato sauce hotdog people??
Ketchup =/= tomato sauce.
Ketchup is mostly water and sugar.
Ahh fair fair. That’s my aussie ignorance showing.
Does ketchup taste like tomato sauce on a hotdog then?
I’ve always assumed Ketchup was the Americanism for tomato sauce.
As an American who has spent time in Oz, I can clarify. In Oz, what you call tomato sauce is what we call ketchup/catsup. In the US, tomato sauce is either the primary ingredient in things like spaghetti sauce, or it can be used to differentiate a red spaghetti sauce from something like an alfredo sauce.
Source: asked if I wanted tomato sauce at Macca’s.
Nah mate you’re right, we just use different names. Like how they call jam jelly.
Jam and jelly are two different things. Jam is made with actual fruit chunks (usually crushed or pureed), whereas jelly is made with just the fruit juice.
Nah jam is the stuff you spread on toast or a roast.
Jelly is the wobbly gelatinous blob that Americans call “jell-o”.
In Australia we call ketchup tomato sauce. Tomato paste is probably what you’re thinking of.
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If I heard ketchup I’d probably think of kecap manis/sweet soy sauce firstly.
I live in Chicago, if you ask for ketchup on your hotdog here they just throw it at you in disgust
Chicago dogs are gross anyway
Ketchup on hotdogs is good. Wear your battlescar with pride.
ketchup on hotdogs is good actually
For me it depends on the wrapping, and I honestly don’t know why. But if the [bun / bread] is toasted, then it has to be mustard. If it’s not toasted, then it has to be ketchup. If it’s steamed, then mustard and sauerkraut. And again, I have no idea why.
I tried to stand on the very tip of my toes about a decade ago, since then I get these horrible toe cramps every time I move my toes a little too much.
I was pretending to be a monster and started chasing my toddler around the apartment as she giggled. She ran into a room and as I ran after her, I stubbed my toes on the door frame. Instant break of the two outer toes, hurt like hell and had to go to the hospital. That was a decade ago and during fall and winter, I still get a lot of throbbing, dull pain on my toes.
I considered myself a person who didn’t get random injuries. When I had kids, I got bruised up a lot from chasing them around and rough housing. Definitely have a funny pain in my right arm that hasn’t gone away.
Broke my nose as a toddler, nobody noticed it, started breating through the mouth as nose was sealed, mouth got deformed by being always open, needed 6 face reconstruction surgeries to repair the damage of a broken nose…
Earlier this week I tried to pick up my fat ass cat and tweaked my back. I’ve been hobbling around like an old man all week.
Either you’ve a leopard and think it’s a regular cat, or you have a VERY fat cat.
My cat is overweight but not obese lol. It is always the innocent things that you do that end up hurting your back. The first time I hurt my back was when I was sitting on a step… tying my effing shoe.
Fortunately it has only happened to me three times in the last 6 years. Every time it happens I feel like I am dying though.
Spotted the <30yo. Just you wait. I have tweaked my back from lifting a milk carton the wrong way.
I went jogging on slightly damp asphalt with my then-7yo.
I tripped on nothing and dislocated the living fuck out of my ankle, to the point that the paramedic insisted on sitting up by my head in the ambulance so she didn’t have to look at it - it was indeed extremely cursed.
They said that I escaped major reconstructive surgery by grams and millimetres, but the ligament went to hell and my ankle is now only held together with chewing gum and hope.
Running more than for the bus is off the cards for the rest of my life - however I’m otherwise fine, and I go hiking at every opportunity.
but the ligament went to hell and my ankle is now only held together with chewing gum and hope.
I strive to be this eloquent one day.
I came off my bike as a teenager and broke my funny bone! So it sticks out now and is easier to bump, and the weird tingly pain it causes if so much worse!
That’s not funny at all.
When I still did karate we had these boards that were meant for kicking so they’d split. A training buddy and I were curious if they could be punched apart. I learned two things that day:
- Yes
- Knuckles don’t like that
While it wasn’t very painful at firat, beyond what I expected, it took me a few days to realize that the pain didn’t really go away. Then I happened to bump my fist/knuckles into this aluminium plate at work by accident, and it felt like my knuckles were hit with a hammer. And I didn’t even bump into it hard. This time the pain slowly went away over time until it one day was conpletely gone.
But to this day, 10 years later, f i accidentally bang my knuckles against something hard I notice very quickly that something isn’t quite how it should be.
Ruined my ACL playing bullrush in highschool, took over a decade to get properly diagnosed and fixed, still have some weakness.
Had a bulging disk in my lower back from lifting awkwardly shaped concrete slabs at work, aggravated it again by trying to move a desk on my own.
Done some sort of damage to my shoulder trying to cut a tree down with an axe while in an ADHD fueled gardening session.It doesn’t really bother me anymore physically, but I have a scar that has acted as a reminder not to do stupid shit. When I was a teenager, we had a broken mirror outside. I thought, it’s already broken, who cares if I break it more? So I smashed it with a hammer, with no gloves or anything. Sliced open my finger. It’s the index finger on my dominant hand, on the back side of it, so it’s very easy for me to see. Seeing that scar may have saved me from doing other dumb shit.
I have huge scar from similar thing - somehow I got too close to my friend with machette. No one knows how it happened but it remindes me to newer get close to someone with dangerous things. It is about 10 cm long on my left arm.
Had an earing, one day it got caught on a net and ripped out with the stopper.
Never again.
captive bead earrings are the answer here.
Chipped off about a mm² of one of my front upper teeth while trying to eat my food fast and opening and closing my mouth fast. I did it faster than I pulled the fork out of my mouth and my teeth hit the fork…
I also was jumping on the couch and I fell on a table hitting my face between my eyebrows and now I have a scar there…
I’ve chipped part of my teeth at least twice bringing a bottle to my mouth. At this point I’ve accepted the sides of my front teeth will always look a bit messed up.
Aww come on, it’s not that you did something dangerous anyways…
Sometimes I accidentally hit the glass on my teeth and I think to myself “Hm, I should probably be more careful, that was a close one”.
I say that too then never follow it. In my defence it’s usually a beer bottle
Also drunk at an office do. Decided to ride a mates long board around the desks with tight corners and a polished wood floor. When the inevitable happened, I tried to catch myself and did something to my wrist. It’s never been the same again, and even the remotest bit of strain leaves me in pain for days afterwards. Sometimes it’ll just start aching randomly for no reason too. That was like 10 years ago now
