Haha! I agree!

 

Two stories one for me and one for my wife:

My story: I purchased a Les Paul guitar for my brother's 40th B-Day party. He lived out of town and I couldn't be there so I had to ship it. Well I boxed it up very carefully to ship to Hawaii and placed the box in the back of my truck. I jumped on the freeway to take it to the Post Office, when I arrived, the box was gone...

I jumped back in the car and retraced my steps - only to find the box mangled at the side of the freeway where the box lifted out of the truck bed and was hit by another car. Needless to say it was a complete loss...

Wife's story: We just purchased our home and before moving in, I replaced the roll-up garage door. It must have been her first time driving into the garage with the SUV (with a Yakima bike rack on top). Well, she tried to time the entrance into the garage while the door was rising - she cut it to close and the rack caught the garage door. The door was pulled out of the track and ended up laying on top of the SUV. I was only 5 minutes behind her in my car - when I drove up, she was still sitting in the SUV with this look on her face that was priceless. She had no idea what to do or how to keep me from seeing it. You guys can only imagine the view I had as I drove up our driveway...

I challenge someone to top these...

 

Story 1 - Spent the whole day at the lake w/ my uncle. After tucking the boat away. We lash down the tube we were riding on to the roof of his h2. We arive back at his house and he proceeds to fly into his open garage ripping the garage door entirely off, which was just installed one month prior. Best part is the tube walked away unscathed entirely.

Story 2 - I was 17 years old and had a saab spg, went to install swaybars, rear bar was incredibly easy. The front swaybar bolts into the lower balljoint on the control arm, remove the bolts and attempt to fit the swaybar to no avail. I say f-it remove the sbar and decide to drive to my friends shop. I put the wheels back on and start driving to my friends. After getting up to 60 or so mph i notice how loose the steering feels, i tack it up to no sb in the front, and keep driving. I go to turn on the onramp to the highway and BAM left front wheel flips over and i screech to a stop, realizing i prob should of put the bolts back in securing the balljoint to the fing control arm. Oh and this happened on thanksgiving day, fun fun fun.

 

Thank God you guys are coming clean. Now the rest of you fess up.

 

gee did you at least find them?

 

I don't know why but these two had me laughing the hardest. Thanks for sharing those!!

 

No I havent....I was driving around the exact path I traveled.To make things worse the cops showed up at my house...someone called them because I was driving around real slow looking around like i was planning to steal something or kidnap a child....The cops and I had a pretty good laugh when I explained the story..

 

No car involved but plenty of stupidity.
I'm 14 and a city boy come to country. Walking through the cow pasture with my city friend we encounter the electric fence. I wonder out loud what would happen if I spit on the fence, my friend doesn't know either.

So I save up enough spit to drop one down on the wire directly below. I'm expecting noises and sparks and craziness like that.

Well it was a hot day and we'd been out for some time so the spit just hung ... down ... from my lips ... to the ... wire ... below ... and BLAM! I get hit in the mouth harder than I've ever been hit to this day! I was reeling on my feet, clutching my mouth, absolutely certain that my teeth were gone. They weren't but a part of my brain was.

To this day, I thank God that I didn't have a full bladder when I decided to see how water and electricity mixed.

 

ok these are getting good, but I still think cncrete rons is the funniest to watch.

I have one about me and a buddy, back at the end of high school. He had a 1968 RS SS L78 Camaro which we use to go cruise every saturday night, with mcurry slicks, tunnel ram and full on sprint car 454 motor. It was fast. Anyway, one night on an escapade, we ended up bottoming out the oil pan hard enough that it cracked and developed a leak, so we decided to fix it the next morning. I go over to his house and he already has the car up on stands, INSIDE the GARAGE, and I figured he was removing the pan, but I noticed some hoses and a cylinder, which I gathered to be a welding tank, and I asked him what he was doing and he said he was welding the crack in the pan(while it was still on the car and after he drained the oil), well as I was starting to back away from under the car and as I was trying to tell him to stop, the flame hit gasoline fumes and a huge fireball engulfed him and blew me back, burning the hair on my legs. The explossion blew off all the accessories including the valve covers, air cleaners, and hoses. I asked if he's ok and he slides out, as his mom comes out because she heard a boom. The flash burned off his eyebrows and partially burned off his hairline down about 2 nches. He looked like gallagher. Of course his mom was not pleased and proceeded to yell at us both, even though I had intended to stop him, that is my story and I am sticking to it.

 

that had to hurt.

 

Being the Arrogant/Baddass I know I am and owning a Porsche, a Cigarette and taking a few well deserved years off from work...You get the idea.

I've been taking the boat out for years alone and bragging about it.
I know I can do anything myself no matter how big it is...
Until this day when I slowly run it down the ramp,
it slides Perfectly off the trailer and keeps going...going...going

Idiot me casually gets out of the truck like nothing is wrong.
Well, I end up taking a running high jump leap of faith towards the deck.
I hit the deck, slip and slide on my as$ from port to starboard and go swimming that day with allot of people laughing and clapping.
And even more I had to start it up and go back to the dock to park the truck and trailer.

 

ok this one was good. I would probably have needed to go to the hospital if I saw this oen happening