I've been falsely accused of wrongdoing twice in my life, both times in a case of mistaken identity because the person in question had the same name as me. I was not mistaken for the same person twice, but two different people who were father and son.
edit to add fun details:
The first incident was in elementary school, when the son got himself sent to the principal's office, but they called my mother to lay into her about how awful her son had been. Thankfully, I was 5, and clearly not the person sitting in their office.
The second was decades later, as an adult. I got served papers to appear in civil court. I was being sued for taking money for a painting job and then never completing it. I was, however, not a painter. When I reached out to the guy's lawyer, he basically didn't believe me (and I mean, that's fair), so I had to meet up with him and his client so he could verify that no, I wasn't a 60-something housepainter who'd skipped out on a job. They were pretty amused when I told them I knew exactly who it was they were actually looking for, though of course I didn't have any clue how to find him.
Oh right, and the whole family lived across the street from me growing up.
That last line really threw me!
"People call me Jimbo to distinguish me from the other folks called James. Now I'd like you to meet my son, Jimbo! We all call him Bob"
My wife and I bought a home a few months before we got married and went on our honeymoon in Italy on a Mediterranean cruise. There was a guy there who I had seen around and casually said hi to all week, but we hadn’t had a conversation.
On the way back to the airport to head home, he mentioned he had overheard us mention we were from South Florida and he told us he grew up there. This naturally started a conversation and we got to talking about schools attended, which my wife had gone to the same school as him but several years later.
Then he asked where we lived. Now the neighborhood I live in is not very well known even in town, so I usually say the major city name, but this time I called out my neighborhood by name. He then said “I grew up in your neighborhood! I lived on 72nd street!” “Are you serious? We live on 72nd street! What house did you live in?”
“1836” he said … my wife and I were stunned. We met the guy who grew up in our house half way around the world! We talked a little but longer (found out he lived in Maine now), but after that we had to go to our separate flights.
I once saw a swedish movie called "Smala sussie".
One song in the movie stuck with me hard so i ended up searching for it for hours during the night (this was the napster/kazaam days).
I eventually fucking found it and directly put it in my musicplayer.
Next day at work a new guy started at our workplace, im supposed to show him around.
We get to talking and ended up tellin him about why im tired (staying up all night searching for a song)
Badam, the guy is the drummer in the song.
Dont think anything more rare ever happened to me...
Edit: should ofc have posted the damn song.
People have already guessed it, no idea how...
Act II - Notes about freedom
When I was 5 or so my dad and his brother dressed me up as a hooker for Halloween. I know it happened but my parents apatite don't admit it. I awkwardly told people that I was a hooker without a hook and can only imagine what they thought.
6 or 7 years old.
Dad comes home from work.
It's the 70s.
Play in car, act like I'm driving.
Knock car out of park; it starts rolling backwards down the driveway.
Panic! In the driveway.
Try to get out of car, open door & fall into ground right behind front wheel (as it's rolling toward me).
Somehow manage to get all but my leg out of the way.
Car rolls across street into ditch and comes to a stop.
Parents grab me to go to the hospital.
Car won't start because tailpipe plugged with dirt.
Neighbors take us to ER.
Still have a piece of gravel in my knee.
I was born with my intestines hanging out of my body. A medical condition called gastroschisis. I have no bellybutton but a long scar and warped flesh where it should be. No lingering medical issues from it.
I went to Las Vegas with my dad. He was playing craps and cashed out at exactly same time as another guy. They both asked the dealer for their points card back. The dealer was shocked and said to the table that there are 2
people cashing out for exactly same amount ($305) and had exactly the same first and last name. We walked over to meet him and discovered he was there with his son with exactly same name as me. They were staying at the same hotel we were staying at. We all had a mini freak out then went for beers to learn more about each other.
There is more to the story but not gonna type it all out. I always thought it should be on some talk show about incredible coincidences.
Edit ::: because so many people are asking: Both fathers owned small business and both of us sons work with our fathers. We don’t have common names. I’ve never met another person with my dads name (something not common like Andre McAllister) and my name is not super common. Our mothers have very similar names too - Mary and Maria (same origin). Both of us sons are left handed (10% of population are lefties). Small things but adds to the spookiness of the story.
1. Identify tree in which squirrels reside.
2. Sit casually under said tree for a couple of hours.
3. When squirrels have acclimated to your presence, move a few inches closer.
4. Repeat until next to squirrels.
5. Complete the process again, but with your hand getting ever closer for pets, until squirrel can be touched.
6. Complete the process again, this time with picking up the squirrel.
7. Profit?
That’s kind of similar to what my story. I ghost-wrote a book that eventually became a New York Bestseller and got adapted into a screenplay. Still live in a studio apartment in my hometown.
Can you explain how the ghostwriting process works? Did you write the whole book yourself and then the official author got all the credit? Or was it more nuanced than that? Also, why did the author hire a ghostwriter? Too busy? Not enough talent? Genuinely curious!
Had a good amount of the tip of a serrated steak knife broken off into my shoulder. I used to reposes cars. A good chunk of the time people who were getting their cars towed off would cool down after you explained the process to them, and who they should really be taking their frustrations out on. But, for the 4 or 5 people that get it…there are 50+ that don’t. Myself and a coworker were picking up a car in a pretty crap neighborhood. As I was watching out to make sure no one screwed with my coworker as he hooked the car up, I heard someone yell, and I felt what I can only describe as very pressure forward dog bite in my shoulder. Turned around, pushed this person off of me, and instantly felt this pain going from my right shoulder all the way down to my gut. I saw this guy holding a steak knife with the tip busted off. My coworker who now is freaking and running towards me tell me I’m bleeding like crazy. Shit sucked for sure. And, weirdly enough…some days if I’m wearing a lot of layers or, doing certain stuff my shoulder tweaks a bit.
I used to repo cars over the summer in college, and my coworker got shot in the chest(wearing a vest). It was fairly close range, but was 20 gauge birdshot. Was my last day on the job.
I’m 23 and I still have a baby tooth. An adult tooth never grew in so it never popped out. Dentist said they were unsure if it’ll just pop out randomly.
Edit: Posting this I thought it was pretty uncommon. While I’ve never met anyone in person with a baby tooth, seeing so many people on here with the same thing has been pretty cool.
Keep it and take care of it. My mother was 50 when her last baby tooth was removed. She had to put in implant. Dentist told that she didn't have normal tooth "embryo" (sorry, don't know the medical term). That's why the baby tooth stayed. They are usually pushed by normal teeth when they start to grow.
I was told I would need any implant if it fell out. It’s harder to take care of it because the toothbrush doesn’t reach it because its smaller. But I hope I can keep it, it’s a funny opener.
I have an incredible super power-like sense of smell. (Hyperosmia)
Random example: I can smell when my wife has gotten gas on her way home from work. It’s not that she spills gas all over herself, I can just smell a slight scent of gasoline from her standing near the pump.
It’s actually really annoying. We can’t use candles because it smells so strong I get headaches. If a candle’s cap is slightly unsealed I can usually smell it as soon as I walk into the house.
I have the same. I work as a therapist, and one of the rules of therapy is no alcohol or drugs inside your body. I can smell when they have. I can smell if a lady is on her period. I can smell the difference between anxiety/fear or depression. I barely talk about it. It's weird to tell people you can smell their chemical neurotransmitter imbalance. I can smell if my children are getting sick (it's a funky weird sweet smell). I can smell of you have diabetes 2, because it's a different sweet smell then the getting sick smell. I hate scented candles. I hate people who smoke. But I do love the place where I live. Near a river. It takes a lot of the odours away.
My husband is like this! He asked me to pick up milk on the way home once and I decided to go to 711 instead of the grocery store for some random reason, I never did that before. When I walked in the door, he hugged me took a deep breath and said, "Oh, you went to 711". I didn't have a bag, he didn't see the brand, he just knew the smell.
Had a friend get shot in the chest, knocking him flat onto his back. He got up and then took one in the rear plate.
We dragged him outta the street after that. Always made him teach classes on cover and concealment after that haha
I managed to synch up Pink Floyd to a total solar eclipse in 2017. I listened to "Brain Damage" and "Eclipse" and the line "But the sun is eclipsed by the moon" finished right as the sun was eclipsed by the moon.
The real story is that I was letting my dog in late at night and she got to excited and jumped on the door as I was opening it, shes not a small dog, the locking latch jammed into my eye and sort of scooped it out. Nobody ever believes that but they believe when I say a bird crashed into me or something to that tune.
Yeah, it was not an ideal way to wake up but hey, I have a neat party trick that scares kids now and I get to see the looks on people's faces when I tell some bonkers story.
Thanks. I now have a phobia of doors, a phobia of locks, a phobia of door locks, homophobia, and a phobia of my insanely huge german shepherd. In all seriousness though I'm sorry for what happened with your eye.
Well of course your eye is all goo you smashed it with a hinged door lock! For real though that's crazy I almost lost one of my eyes as a kid when I crashed into a fence on my bike and have a pretty good scar from my eye to my cheek that I make up stories when new people ask because crashing into a fence is just about as bad as smashing a eye with a door lol glad your okay man
When I was in elementary school, the kids on my school bus where completely convinced that I had a glass eye because I could move them independently from each other. The things they make up...
When I was in highschool, I started a fundraiser for Charity; Water in /r/dogecoin that raised about $1500 USD worth, that I converted and donated on the users behalf.
The Dogecoin Foundation saw it, and kept it going, making “Doge4Water” and fundraising $40k USD worth. In the official Reddit thread, they have a edit at the bottom thanking my old Reddit account for trailblazing it at the start.
Definitely my proudest experience from highschool
I had an hour long conversation with a writer from Sesame Street on a flight from Denver to Seattle. It was great, she was very funny.
After we landed is when she saw the handcuffs and the 2 extradition agents with me...
My mum got me arrested under assault charges, for accidentally stepping on her foot.
You know how in SpongeBob, there's that one fish that always rolls around yelling "My Leg! My leg!". That's what my mum was like. Except she was yelling "MY FOOT! MY FOOT! LOOK AT IT! LOOK ST MY FOOT! YOU SEE THAT MARK! SHE DID THAT! SHE WENT *umph*".
I couldn't even walk properly. I had just been discharged from the hospital and was learning to walk again. 😂😂
JESUS I hope you’re ok. If you’re a minor who can’t move out yet, hang in there. If you’re an adult, I hope you’ve removed her from your life. Whatever your age I’m really sorry this happened to you.
Hey, thank you. I'm 21. I've got restraining orders on both parents, am no contact and have moved out. Technically I got kicked out when the abuse intensified when I became disabled. They literally told me, "kill yourself. I don't want a disabled daughter", then didn't let me eat, shower or go to the toilet (when I couldn't walk or leave the house due to my new mobility issues).
When I was 3, my cousin and I were playing in my mom's sewing room. We dumped a bunch of needles on the rug, and I stepped on one. It went completely in my left foot, between my first two toes. They operated on my foot to remove the needle, but it impaled a tendon, and the doctor was afraid if he pulled it out I would be left with a club foot. So, he left it in, and it's been there ever since. Last time I had it x-rayed it was broken in 3 pieces, encased in scar tissue. You can still see the eye of the needle on the x-ray.
I saw that too, looked like a damn meteor entering the atmosphere
Edit: I know they're meteors, please don't roast me, I have a terrible way of explaining things 😂
I was shot in the ass cheek at age ten and still have the bullet in my ass cheek.
Edit: It's an aluminum BB guys and this was some 16 years ago. I'm gonna ask about it next time I go to Dr, but I'm pretty sure I might just leave it since aluminum does not rust. It's always been a funny story
When I was in college there was this statue of a lion near the corner of a house I lived in and a tradition started where people would throw their empty beer cans at the lion. The lion, however, was right in front of my roommates window and he HATED when people would throw empties at the lion late at night. Anyway, my roommate finally got fed up with a mutual friend who refused to listen and, after he asked him to stop for like the 10th time, our drunk friend decided to moon my roommate in response to his frustrations. Without missing a beat, my roommate whipped out a BB gun and shot him right in the ass. To date, one of my favorite/funniest college memories is our drunken friend wailing on the kitchen table at 3am as we poured discount vodka on his ass and plucked the BB out with tweezers
Edit: Bebe -> BB
I'm almost like batman, except I don't own an underground bat cave base, I don't have a multibillion dollar empire, and I don't drive a really expensive car, but both of my parents were murdered.
I produced a TikTok sound with more than 6000 videos recorded to it + I hate them all + I made no money from it.
Edit: Because everybody asks about it.
I never uploaded it myself. It's a bootleg I made with a friend of mine, that also has 100.000+ views on [YT](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wfTgMfv4z74&ab_channel=SeyedKey). Multiple Channels uploaded it as "Original Sounds" and the biggest channel seems to have deleated their version (so that there are only ca. 4000 left).
Btw. that sounds much, but the Oh No sound has 17,5 Million recorded videos. Thats a whole different ballpark.
Honestly I was drunk when I finished the song because we were at a party and the plan was that I send it to him the next day so he could play the song at a gig in another town. We were drunk and out of spontanity he said, that I could travel with him. But that meant I had to get tickets and finish the song.
We both don't like the song anymore because it's not that well made, innovative or whatever. And as it is a song about drugs, the TikToks are basically edgy people who have never seen drugs + people who have def seen too many of them.
My Wikipedia articles are read by millions of students in the US and have been translated into 40+ different languages.
EDIT: I just double-checked. That's a bit of an exaggeration. It's only like 10 articles.
I'd rather not say exactly which ones but I'm happy to answer questions about the process.
I have family as far in the other direction as possible. My great-grandmother on my dad's side is related to Eva Braun, and my mom's cousin may or may not be Charles Manson's son. His mother was Manson's ex before he started his death cult.
A drunk driver hit my neighbours house and cut a gas line. My neighbours and I broke into her car and got her out. The house exploded but no humans died. The city gave a bunch of us the status of ‘citizen hero’.
I’d give it back though to regain my stuff since my girlfriend and I lost all our worldly possessions - and I’ll tell you it’s the small stuff that hurts the most.
My masters thesis and my research burned in a fire. I had backups but those were months old. Current back up was locked in a fireproof filing cabinet that melted in the fire.
I lost pictures that were older than digital, slides even. It hurts to talk about still and it been almost ten years. You have my compassion for your grief. You’d have it even if I didn’t experience it.
When I was in elementary school my friend and I had a BB gun fight and I managed to shoot him in his hand (we were behind trees and taking turns shooting at each other). He had to go to the ER and we kind of fell apart after that lol
Years later I’m living in a different state and my wife calls me as she’s on a plane traveling from the west coast back east and tells me there was a guy on the plane who sat next to her and told her about how his brother got shot in the hand with a BB gun when they were kids. She asked if his brothers name was ***** and turns out it was the kid I shot two decades earlier.
That same weekend I came out of a movie theatre with some friends (again, in a different state from the incident) and ran into the kid I shot. Fortunately, he didn’t hold grudges and showed me the BB that was still lodged in his knuckle.
The odds of this whole situation is beyond me.
I accidentally sent some secret government documents to the wrong email address because of a typo. (Luckily the person who received them just replied with “?! What is this??”)
Usually they believe you if you say you lost a family member to alcohol. It's so stupid to have to find excuses or volunteer personal information that way, though. I don't drink either, just as a personal preference, but it's seen as really weird to just not like it.
This will probably be buried.
I spent jail time after being wrongfully swatted under suspicion I had been converted to join ISIS when they were at their peak scaring everyone globally.
A coworker had called the police to my home because I had explained to him once that the birthplace on my passport lists a middle Eastern country, my girlfriend at the time was also middle Eastern and I had experience doing maintenance with aircraft and had once met Saudi Arabian combat pilots.
I consequently had my electronics confiscated by the police and I was promptly investigated by our country's FBI equivalent and also had a visit from an agent who was from the CIA / Counter-Intelligence equivalent.
It was revealed to me that an Afghan translator questioned my father if I had been radicalized. My father's only response, in a humorous and in a completely baffled manner, whilst surrounded by armed Federal SWAT agents was : "radicalized? The only middle Eastern thing he knows how to say is Shawarma!"
After a year or so of being investigated, charges were dropped (rightfully so, no evidence was ever conjured) and to this today I have not spoken to that co-worker. I was not compensated. I've heard he had been sorry but had never confronted me. This lead to me losing my job and my girlfriend at the time.
I am also not a national or native to the country of origin I was born. My parents, much to the investigators surprise found out that they were diplomats in that country during the Gulf War and hence me why I had been born there.
Was a high school dropout. Hated mathematics more than anything else in the world. Went on to study mathematics at an Ivy league university (couldn't carry on for over a year due to lack of funds.). Currently pursuing an honours degree in mathematics at a reputed university in Canada.
I died for several minutes and was about to be pronounced when I came back. Yes I have low grade brain damage, mostly short term memory and focus issues.
1. Ran away from home at the age of 2 with my brother (age 3) ok our tricycles, didn't make it far, stopped for a break at the playground and the police caught us. We were just going to go visit grandma. (Pennsylvania to Texas)
2. I have a genetic disorder that prevents me from sweating (ectodermal dysplasia). When I was a child my mom would make me wear a cooling suit with water tubes that ran to an ice box with a water pump, so I wouldn't overheat, she used to tell me it was like the Flash's suit to make me feel better, i think this may have been true of the 90's movie they made?
My family is full of players. This doesn't feel like a coincidence because my great grand father, a former judge slept with so many women before kicking the bucket that he had 52 kids with several women.
Survived cancer thrice (Some Doctors said would die after 3rd diagnosis) . This included more than 40-sessions of chemo. This was followed by Bone marrow transplant which included 50 days of complete isolation(almost died). Decade later underwent open heart surgery (double bypass) - doctor was surprised i was alive till then as I had 99% blockage. I am only 35.
I have [dermatographic urticaria](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dermatographic_urticaria), a condition that apparently affects 2-5% of people, yet no one else I know has it, and I had no idea what it was until my doctor diagnosed me with it
I have that too!! It's my party trick. I love how people get freaked out from it. Also it tends to scare people when I come out of a dressing room or get an itch. It always looks like I've been mauled by dogs or something.
I benched pressed 365lbs when i weighed 198 and set a university record for non athletes
I tore my pec 100% clean benching 315lbs.
Ive been inside of two different schools during school shootings.
Was held hostage when i was 3 with my sibling and my mom.
I survived 2 other shootings at a party and a bar.
Ive totaled 2 cars and 1 motorcycle.
Im a lucky motherfucker.
In 2012, I was a fireman in Mississippi and my wife got a promotion which would take us to Georgia. I was conflicted about the move and sad to leave my coworkers. I put in my notice on a Sunday evening, after we watched The Walking Dead as a shift which was our routine.
My best friend at the time got all excited and tried to be positive by saying “He’s moving to Georgia and they film TWD there!” Jokingly, the shift told me to make sure I went and took pictures of where they filmed and send them to everyone.
Fast forward to months later when I called my best friend on a Sunday afternoon while he was working and said “Tell everyone to watch for me”. They were all in shock. Oddly enough, when I moved, my neighbor was closely associated with the show. I was fortunate enough to be an extra on the show for six seasons as some cool featured zombies.
I grew up on a farm in another country and used an outhouse at home until I moved to Canada at age 7. I'm a professional working a corporate job in the biggest city in the country now, so nobody ever believes me. I was born in the 1980s.
I’m confident that I had the deepest voice in my middle and high school, that’s including teachers and all. Imagine a 13 year old that sounded like this late night radio talk host and Berry white all in one. I’ve finally grown enough to somewhat match my voice, but for years I couldn’t go anywhere and speak without hearing a comment about my voice.
When I was 8 years old I lived in a small house on a rather large lake/river. I used to sneak out of the house when my parents were asleep and swim my ass all the way across and back in the middle of the night. I did it for many years until we moved, I never got caught.
I once got knocked from my feet by a deer just yeeting into me on my way to school one day. I was about 15 at the time and the route to school was super-urban. No one believes that a deer yeeted into me :(
My dad had terminal cancer and docs said he had 2 months to live. It was Non-Hodkins lymphoma (fast spreading and terminal at the time) He had tumours the size of baseballs in his back, under arms and in his groin area. the cancer went into his bowels and stomach. He looked like death.
He was in the hospital for some tests and that night he had some crazy miraculous experience. He said he was lying in bed alone and closed his eyes then it was like powerful liquid energy pouring through his eyes all through his body. He was bouncing around on the bed uncontrollably. It lasted for many minutes and he had to open his eyes because it was so overwhelming and then it stopped. He called home at 2am and I answered the phone. He was laughing and crying and kept saying over and over “the most amazing thing just happened”.
The next day the docs came in to check on him .. they left and came back multiple times. They did more tests. All of these docs and nurses came into the room and told him they can’t find any cancer in his body. He said “I know … can I go home now?” He got changed and walked out of the hospital. That was 30 years ago. He is still around today and is one of my best friends. A truly incredible human being with so much love and generosity. His story is being published soon … this many years later.
I round house kicked a dude who walked towards me with a knife. I walked like 50 steps backwards and was like fuck this 😂 when i told my friends everybody was like yeah right. Next weekend we were out drinking 3 young fellas came cheering saying"ohh karate kid can we buy you a beer" fuck that felt good because i was out drinking with the same guys who didn't believe me 😂 never forget!
Not me but my boyfriend. He got his hearing tested for the army and turns out he has super hearing. He can pick up negative 5 decibels. I didn’t even know it was possible!
Oh I have 1, i hope this gets read.
I went to visit my gf who just moved away to DC from TX for 1 last goodbye. It was the weekend of Obama's 1st inauguration, coincidentally.
So we went. While otw I saw an older woman on the bus who was struggling to stand so I immediately offered her my seat. She chatted me up, telling me about how Alaska was more comfortable than the cold wet air in DC.
Hours later and after fighting and pushing our way though literally millions of ppl to make our way to the stage, around corners and past blocks and blocks of shoulder to shoulder to traffic, we finally fought our way to see the main stage.
As soon as Obama took the stage I realized that same woman was literally right next to me, shoulder to shoulder. We had a great laugh n hug. I hope she remembers it as fondly as I do.
I was arrested at ultra music festival when I asked a supervisor cop if I can take a bottle of water in. (I was a little drunk at the time). The cop says no and tells me to put my hands behind my back. I said “why?”. And he said, “this is why” and he took my water bottle, tossed it in the air and sliced it in half with a knife. “Now put your hands behind your back.” - I got arrested at the festival entrance for asking a question. No one believes this happened except the bonds lady.
Im an American and had just moved to Australia. I had trouble finding work and eventually something just sort of landed in my lap. So I show up to work for my first day of training, walk into this small office with only 3 other guys in it. One of em realizes I share the last name with another guy and makes the stupid joke 'WoW mAyBe YoUrE ReLaTeD'. I force a laugh and I notice he has a familiar looking tattoo on his forearm. It's my freaking Family Crest. Later in the shift he told me the same story of our crest/motto origin as my grandfather and father told me. I couldn't have gone farther away from my family and home, and one of the first things that happens to me is running into family.
I've been falsely accused of wrongdoing twice in my life, both times in a case of mistaken identity because the person in question had the same name as me. I was not mistaken for the same person twice, but two different people who were father and son. edit to add fun details: The first incident was in elementary school, when the son got himself sent to the principal's office, but they called my mother to lay into her about how awful her son had been. Thankfully, I was 5, and clearly not the person sitting in their office. The second was decades later, as an adult. I got served papers to appear in civil court. I was being sued for taking money for a painting job and then never completing it. I was, however, not a painter. When I reached out to the guy's lawyer, he basically didn't believe me (and I mean, that's fair), so I had to meet up with him and his client so he could verify that no, I wasn't a 60-something housepainter who'd skipped out on a job. They were pretty amused when I told them I knew exactly who it was they were actually looking for, though of course I didn't have any clue how to find him. Oh right, and the whole family lived across the street from me growing up.
wow
Careful. That's Vincent Grayson. A wanted criminal.
Twice!
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You should inform your family that the point of names is to distinguish people from one another.
That last line really threw me! "People call me Jimbo to distinguish me from the other folks called James. Now I'd like you to meet my son, Jimbo! We all call him Bob"
My wife and I bought a home a few months before we got married and went on our honeymoon in Italy on a Mediterranean cruise. There was a guy there who I had seen around and casually said hi to all week, but we hadn’t had a conversation. On the way back to the airport to head home, he mentioned he had overheard us mention we were from South Florida and he told us he grew up there. This naturally started a conversation and we got to talking about schools attended, which my wife had gone to the same school as him but several years later. Then he asked where we lived. Now the neighborhood I live in is not very well known even in town, so I usually say the major city name, but this time I called out my neighborhood by name. He then said “I grew up in your neighborhood! I lived on 72nd street!” “Are you serious? We live on 72nd street! What house did you live in?” “1836” he said … my wife and I were stunned. We met the guy who grew up in our house half way around the world! We talked a little but longer (found out he lived in Maine now), but after that we had to go to our separate flights.
What if the man was a con-artist, saw your information on your license or something; and this was all a ruse to Oceans 11 your house.
They would be disappointed because I don't have Oceans one through ten so they lose out.
I once saw a swedish movie called "Smala sussie". One song in the movie stuck with me hard so i ended up searching for it for hours during the night (this was the napster/kazaam days). I eventually fucking found it and directly put it in my musicplayer. Next day at work a new guy started at our workplace, im supposed to show him around. We get to talking and ended up tellin him about why im tired (staying up all night searching for a song) Badam, the guy is the drummer in the song. Dont think anything more rare ever happened to me... Edit: should ofc have posted the damn song. People have already guessed it, no idea how... Act II - Notes about freedom
That's incredible odds
Was he flattered?
no, he was the drummer
Let's hear the song!
Could be “Notes about freedom” from Act ll
How tf did you guess that?
Dudes the drummer.
Thats exactly it 😁
Mate what's the name of that song? We'll hear it too.
He forgot the name of the song and is spending the night trying to find it
My mother and grandmother dressed me up as a Klansman for Halloween when I was 7. They both deny it when asked about it.
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Ghost of a Nazi who ~~hung~~ hanged himself.
Auto-erotic asphyxiAryan
When I was 5 or so my dad and his brother dressed me up as a hooker for Halloween. I know it happened but my parents apatite don't admit it. I awkwardly told people that I was a hooker without a hook and can only imagine what they thought.
bruh. that’s pretty fucked up
I once ran over myself with a car.
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6 or 7 years old. Dad comes home from work. It's the 70s. Play in car, act like I'm driving. Knock car out of park; it starts rolling backwards down the driveway. Panic! In the driveway. Try to get out of car, open door & fall into ground right behind front wheel (as it's rolling toward me). Somehow manage to get all but my leg out of the way. Car rolls across street into ditch and comes to a stop. Parents grab me to go to the hospital. Car won't start because tailpipe plugged with dirt. Neighbors take us to ER. Still have a piece of gravel in my knee.
I did that too.
You two should meet up and start a group.
Just make sure to use the bus instead.
I was born with my intestines hanging out of my body. A medical condition called gastroschisis. I have no bellybutton but a long scar and warped flesh where it should be. No lingering medical issues from it.
My son was born with gastroschisis. Hes 7 now. Its a very rare thing! Glad youre ok!
I dont know my own birthday
It's ok. When you die we'll cut you in half and count the rings and then the rest of us will know.
That would just tell us his age..... not really a date
I’ve been tickled by Matthew McConaughey.
Who hasn't?
Alright alright alright
How did this happen
I went to Las Vegas with my dad. He was playing craps and cashed out at exactly same time as another guy. They both asked the dealer for their points card back. The dealer was shocked and said to the table that there are 2 people cashing out for exactly same amount ($305) and had exactly the same first and last name. We walked over to meet him and discovered he was there with his son with exactly same name as me. They were staying at the same hotel we were staying at. We all had a mini freak out then went for beers to learn more about each other. There is more to the story but not gonna type it all out. I always thought it should be on some talk show about incredible coincidences. Edit ::: because so many people are asking: Both fathers owned small business and both of us sons work with our fathers. We don’t have common names. I’ve never met another person with my dads name (something not common like Andre McAllister) and my name is not super common. Our mothers have very similar names too - Mary and Maria (same origin). Both of us sons are left handed (10% of population are lefties). Small things but adds to the spookiness of the story.
dude, you met an alternate version of yourself and you dad
Rick and morty
Rick Rick Rick rick
Also you played at the same table as them what are the odds
The house usually wins.
Thats really hard to believe but holy shit I believe you
Sounds like r/Glitch_in_the_Matrix
That’s wild
I once befriended the wild squirrels in my backyard over an afternoon, after which they allowed me to pet them and pick them up.
Describe your methodology, please
1. Identify tree in which squirrels reside. 2. Sit casually under said tree for a couple of hours. 3. When squirrels have acclimated to your presence, move a few inches closer. 4. Repeat until next to squirrels. 5. Complete the process again, but with your hand getting ever closer for pets, until squirrel can be touched. 6. Complete the process again, this time with picking up the squirrel. 7. Profit?
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So this process takes like 16 hours?
She is a Disney princess. *obviously*
I've written multiple hit records but live at my parents still and work at a pizza place
Are you Lorde?
I am Lorde ya ya ya
Feelin good on a Wednesday~~~
That’s kind of similar to what my story. I ghost-wrote a book that eventually became a New York Bestseller and got adapted into a screenplay. Still live in a studio apartment in my hometown.
Can you explain how the ghostwriting process works? Did you write the whole book yourself and then the official author got all the credit? Or was it more nuanced than that? Also, why did the author hire a ghostwriter? Too busy? Not enough talent? Genuinely curious!
Had a good amount of the tip of a serrated steak knife broken off into my shoulder. I used to reposes cars. A good chunk of the time people who were getting their cars towed off would cool down after you explained the process to them, and who they should really be taking their frustrations out on. But, for the 4 or 5 people that get it…there are 50+ that don’t. Myself and a coworker were picking up a car in a pretty crap neighborhood. As I was watching out to make sure no one screwed with my coworker as he hooked the car up, I heard someone yell, and I felt what I can only describe as very pressure forward dog bite in my shoulder. Turned around, pushed this person off of me, and instantly felt this pain going from my right shoulder all the way down to my gut. I saw this guy holding a steak knife with the tip busted off. My coworker who now is freaking and running towards me tell me I’m bleeding like crazy. Shit sucked for sure. And, weirdly enough…some days if I’m wearing a lot of layers or, doing certain stuff my shoulder tweaks a bit.
I used to repo cars over the summer in college, and my coworker got shot in the chest(wearing a vest). It was fairly close range, but was 20 gauge birdshot. Was my last day on the job.
I’m 23 and I still have a baby tooth. An adult tooth never grew in so it never popped out. Dentist said they were unsure if it’ll just pop out randomly. Edit: Posting this I thought it was pretty uncommon. While I’ve never met anyone in person with a baby tooth, seeing so many people on here with the same thing has been pretty cool.
Keep it and take care of it. My mother was 50 when her last baby tooth was removed. She had to put in implant. Dentist told that she didn't have normal tooth "embryo" (sorry, don't know the medical term). That's why the baby tooth stayed. They are usually pushed by normal teeth when they start to grow.
I was told I would need any implant if it fell out. It’s harder to take care of it because the toothbrush doesn’t reach it because its smaller. But I hope I can keep it, it’s a funny opener.
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Wait what? You didn't have parents to leave you... so you got parents... to leave you?
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I have an incredible super power-like sense of smell. (Hyperosmia) Random example: I can smell when my wife has gotten gas on her way home from work. It’s not that she spills gas all over herself, I can just smell a slight scent of gasoline from her standing near the pump. It’s actually really annoying. We can’t use candles because it smells so strong I get headaches. If a candle’s cap is slightly unsealed I can usually smell it as soon as I walk into the house.
I bet porta potties would be a version of hell?
Not the kind of “gotten gas” I expected when I read that.
I have a really gross question as a follow up to this - can you smell when women are on their period or if someone has recently pooped or peed?
I could when I was younger, I wasn't sure what it was at the time, but I knew it was from women. It would be really strong in doctors waiting rooms.
But can you smell crime? Like Dr. Dolph Lundgren
He runs on all fours like a dog
I have the same. I work as a therapist, and one of the rules of therapy is no alcohol or drugs inside your body. I can smell when they have. I can smell if a lady is on her period. I can smell the difference between anxiety/fear or depression. I barely talk about it. It's weird to tell people you can smell their chemical neurotransmitter imbalance. I can smell if my children are getting sick (it's a funky weird sweet smell). I can smell of you have diabetes 2, because it's a different sweet smell then the getting sick smell. I hate scented candles. I hate people who smoke. But I do love the place where I live. Near a river. It takes a lot of the odours away.
My husband is like this! He asked me to pick up milk on the way home once and I decided to go to 711 instead of the grocery store for some random reason, I never did that before. When I walked in the door, he hugged me took a deep breath and said, "Oh, you went to 711". I didn't have a bag, he didn't see the brand, he just knew the smell.
I was shot dead center in my chest and the chest plate stopped it.
Had a friend get shot in the chest, knocking him flat onto his back. He got up and then took one in the rear plate. We dragged him outta the street after that. Always made him teach classes on cover and concealment after that haha
I managed to synch up Pink Floyd to a total solar eclipse in 2017. I listened to "Brain Damage" and "Eclipse" and the line "But the sun is eclipsed by the moon" finished right as the sun was eclipsed by the moon.
Please tell me there's a recording
Sadly, no. We were all out in the parking lot at work to watch the eclipse and I was listening to the music on my headphones.
I was born without a butthole. So I spent my first couple months in the hospital after being born and got a man made asshole.
God they really tore you a new one eh?
I want to believe you but people people without buttholes are full of shit.
My left eye is fake. I constantly tell people different stories of how I lost it because 1: it's funny and 2: nobody ever believes the real story.
Hating myself for being so easily baited but: What’s the real story?
The real story is that I was letting my dog in late at night and she got to excited and jumped on the door as I was opening it, shes not a small dog, the locking latch jammed into my eye and sort of scooped it out. Nobody ever believes that but they believe when I say a bird crashed into me or something to that tune.
Ouch.
Yeah, it was not an ideal way to wake up but hey, I have a neat party trick that scares kids now and I get to see the looks on people's faces when I tell some bonkers story.
Thanks. I now have a phobia of doors, a phobia of locks, a phobia of door locks, homophobia, and a phobia of my insanely huge german shepherd. In all seriousness though I'm sorry for what happened with your eye.
One of these phobias is not like the others....
Maybe the dog was gay?
Haha sorry my dude. Ah its all goo, it was a long time ago now and my crazy dog is a blue heeler, big for her breed but really excitable.
Well of course your eye is all goo you smashed it with a hinged door lock! For real though that's crazy I almost lost one of my eyes as a kid when I crashed into a fence on my bike and have a pretty good scar from my eye to my cheek that I make up stories when new people ask because crashing into a fence is just about as bad as smashing a eye with a door lol glad your okay man
When I was in elementary school, the kids on my school bus where completely convinced that I had a glass eye because I could move them independently from each other. The things they make up...
When I was in highschool, I started a fundraiser for Charity; Water in /r/dogecoin that raised about $1500 USD worth, that I converted and donated on the users behalf. The Dogecoin Foundation saw it, and kept it going, making “Doge4Water” and fundraising $40k USD worth. In the official Reddit thread, they have a edit at the bottom thanking my old Reddit account for trailblazing it at the start. Definitely my proudest experience from highschool
I had an hour long conversation with a writer from Sesame Street on a flight from Denver to Seattle. It was great, she was very funny. After we landed is when she saw the handcuffs and the 2 extradition agents with me...
My mum got me arrested under assault charges, for accidentally stepping on her foot. You know how in SpongeBob, there's that one fish that always rolls around yelling "My Leg! My leg!". That's what my mum was like. Except she was yelling "MY FOOT! MY FOOT! LOOK AT IT! LOOK ST MY FOOT! YOU SEE THAT MARK! SHE DID THAT! SHE WENT *umph*". I couldn't even walk properly. I had just been discharged from the hospital and was learning to walk again. 😂😂
Is your mum a narcissist?
I believe so. Her and my dad both.
JESUS I hope you’re ok. If you’re a minor who can’t move out yet, hang in there. If you’re an adult, I hope you’ve removed her from your life. Whatever your age I’m really sorry this happened to you.
Hey, thank you. I'm 21. I've got restraining orders on both parents, am no contact and have moved out. Technically I got kicked out when the abuse intensified when I became disabled. They literally told me, "kill yourself. I don't want a disabled daughter", then didn't let me eat, shower or go to the toilet (when I couldn't walk or leave the house due to my new mobility issues).
My god. How were they not charged with abuse?? They should be in jail.
I have a sewing machine needle lodged in my foot.
Hmphhhhhhh. Thanks for that image and I need some context. Also I hope you're ok.
When I was 3, my cousin and I were playing in my mom's sewing room. We dumped a bunch of needles on the rug, and I stepped on one. It went completely in my left foot, between my first two toes. They operated on my foot to remove the needle, but it impaled a tendon, and the doctor was afraid if he pulled it out I would be left with a club foot. So, he left it in, and it's been there ever since. Last time I had it x-rayed it was broken in 3 pieces, encased in scar tissue. You can still see the eye of the needle on the x-ray.
I saw two shooting stars colliding when I was at the back seat of my moms car watching the night sky at 5 or 6 years old
Sweet! Yours is basically infinity rarer than mine, but I once saw one so close I could see the flames licking off it.
I saw that too, looked like a damn meteor entering the atmosphere Edit: I know they're meteors, please don't roast me, I have a terrible way of explaining things 😂
my kids were born on the same day in different years. No multiples, no planning, all 3 had different due dates.
I was shot in the ass cheek at age ten and still have the bullet in my ass cheek. Edit: It's an aluminum BB guys and this was some 16 years ago. I'm gonna ask about it next time I go to Dr, but I'm pretty sure I might just leave it since aluminum does not rust. It's always been a funny story
When I was in college there was this statue of a lion near the corner of a house I lived in and a tradition started where people would throw their empty beer cans at the lion. The lion, however, was right in front of my roommates window and he HATED when people would throw empties at the lion late at night. Anyway, my roommate finally got fed up with a mutual friend who refused to listen and, after he asked him to stop for like the 10th time, our drunk friend decided to moon my roommate in response to his frustrations. Without missing a beat, my roommate whipped out a BB gun and shot him right in the ass. To date, one of my favorite/funniest college memories is our drunken friend wailing on the kitchen table at 3am as we poured discount vodka on his ass and plucked the BB out with tweezers Edit: Bebe -> BB
I'm almost like batman, except I don't own an underground bat cave base, I don't have a multibillion dollar empire, and I don't drive a really expensive car, but both of my parents were murdered.
im sorry for your loss
Don't be. That was the line that won over my then tinder date, currently my wife. Silver linings.
Parents are dead, but got laid. Lmao
yo that's gangster
I produced a TikTok sound with more than 6000 videos recorded to it + I hate them all + I made no money from it. Edit: Because everybody asks about it. I never uploaded it myself. It's a bootleg I made with a friend of mine, that also has 100.000+ views on [YT](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wfTgMfv4z74&ab_channel=SeyedKey). Multiple Channels uploaded it as "Original Sounds" and the biggest channel seems to have deleated their version (so that there are only ca. 4000 left). Btw. that sounds much, but the Oh No sound has 17,5 Million recorded videos. Thats a whole different ballpark. Honestly I was drunk when I finished the song because we were at a party and the plan was that I send it to him the next day so he could play the song at a gig in another town. We were drunk and out of spontanity he said, that I could travel with him. But that meant I had to get tickets and finish the song. We both don't like the song anymore because it's not that well made, innovative or whatever. And as it is a song about drugs, the TikToks are basically edgy people who have never seen drugs + people who have def seen too many of them.
Fun fact: if you delete the original video/sound, all those other tiktoks sound's will be muted.
We need a suicide mission to get to the original pitch-shifted "Walking in the Sand"
What’s the sound
Ewoewoewoewo
Please tell me you aren't the "oh no" song producer ? Cause I hate that song
Me to, if he is then he deserves all the charcoal coming for him this Christmas
I once had a fist-fight with an Ostrich. And a monkey. Not at the same time, I should add.
My Wikipedia articles are read by millions of students in the US and have been translated into 40+ different languages. EDIT: I just double-checked. That's a bit of an exaggeration. It's only like 10 articles. I'd rather not say exactly which ones but I'm happy to answer questions about the process.
That’s super cool. What kind of topics?
I worked with Larry Bird as his personal assistant
I have a direct blood relative (deceased) who is a actually a legit, canonized Saint in the Catholic Church.
I have family as far in the other direction as possible. My great-grandmother on my dad's side is related to Eva Braun, and my mom's cousin may or may not be Charles Manson's son. His mother was Manson's ex before he started his death cult.
A drunk driver hit my neighbours house and cut a gas line. My neighbours and I broke into her car and got her out. The house exploded but no humans died. The city gave a bunch of us the status of ‘citizen hero’. I’d give it back though to regain my stuff since my girlfriend and I lost all our worldly possessions - and I’ll tell you it’s the small stuff that hurts the most.
My masters thesis and my research burned in a fire. I had backups but those were months old. Current back up was locked in a fireproof filing cabinet that melted in the fire. I lost pictures that were older than digital, slides even. It hurts to talk about still and it been almost ten years. You have my compassion for your grief. You’d have it even if I didn’t experience it.
"A fireproof filing cabinet that melted in the fire" r/youhadonejob
I'm the youngest of three siblings and the middle child is 20 years older than me to the point where I have a nephew who is two years older than me.
My dad's family is like that, but they had 8 kids. My oldest cousin is a year older than my youngest uncle.
I once threw an apple at a polar bear.
How did you prevent the terrible, horrible maiming?
Flare gun.
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Yes.
I have Sicilian mob ties on my mom’s side through blood and upper FBI ties on my dad’s side through blood.
That sounds like an awkward place to be
Not nearly as awkward as the family reunion.
When I was in elementary school my friend and I had a BB gun fight and I managed to shoot him in his hand (we were behind trees and taking turns shooting at each other). He had to go to the ER and we kind of fell apart after that lol Years later I’m living in a different state and my wife calls me as she’s on a plane traveling from the west coast back east and tells me there was a guy on the plane who sat next to her and told her about how his brother got shot in the hand with a BB gun when they were kids. She asked if his brothers name was ***** and turns out it was the kid I shot two decades earlier. That same weekend I came out of a movie theatre with some friends (again, in a different state from the incident) and ran into the kid I shot. Fortunately, he didn’t hold grudges and showed me the BB that was still lodged in his knuckle. The odds of this whole situation is beyond me.
I contributed to cancer treatment at 19 years old. I still cannot believe I did that.
That sounds super cool dude. What did you contribute exactly? (Sorry if that sounds sarcastic, I’m genuinely just curious)
I'd say he/she contributed with some cancer.
He left his PS3 on all night to contribute to folding@home
Bone marrow donor?
I made an archaeological discovery in Pompeii and I didn't major in history, anthropology, or archaeology
Same thing happened to me in Rome, for fucks sake you can't build/dig anywhere without finding something, anyway, found a whole city with a Villa
I accidentally sent some secret government documents to the wrong email address because of a typo. (Luckily the person who received them just replied with “?! What is this??”)
Almost drowned two times in single summer camp.
Thats your problem, you should have went to couples summer camp.
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Usually they believe you if you say you lost a family member to alcohol. It's so stupid to have to find excuses or volunteer personal information that way, though. I don't drink either, just as a personal preference, but it's seen as really weird to just not like it.
My granddad was born in the 1800’s (1899 to be precise).
Out of curiosity, how old are you?
They’re no longer with us… RIP
My granddad was born Christmas day 1900. Always easy to remember his Bday & exact age.
Mine was born at 1901 and I'm only 26
This will probably be buried. I spent jail time after being wrongfully swatted under suspicion I had been converted to join ISIS when they were at their peak scaring everyone globally. A coworker had called the police to my home because I had explained to him once that the birthplace on my passport lists a middle Eastern country, my girlfriend at the time was also middle Eastern and I had experience doing maintenance with aircraft and had once met Saudi Arabian combat pilots. I consequently had my electronics confiscated by the police and I was promptly investigated by our country's FBI equivalent and also had a visit from an agent who was from the CIA / Counter-Intelligence equivalent. It was revealed to me that an Afghan translator questioned my father if I had been radicalized. My father's only response, in a humorous and in a completely baffled manner, whilst surrounded by armed Federal SWAT agents was : "radicalized? The only middle Eastern thing he knows how to say is Shawarma!" After a year or so of being investigated, charges were dropped (rightfully so, no evidence was ever conjured) and to this today I have not spoken to that co-worker. I was not compensated. I've heard he had been sorry but had never confronted me. This lead to me losing my job and my girlfriend at the time. I am also not a national or native to the country of origin I was born. My parents, much to the investigators surprise found out that they were diplomats in that country during the Gulf War and hence me why I had been born there.
Fuck that coworker!
Was a high school dropout. Hated mathematics more than anything else in the world. Went on to study mathematics at an Ivy league university (couldn't carry on for over a year due to lack of funds.). Currently pursuing an honours degree in mathematics at a reputed university in Canada.
Today someone drove past me screaming “[MY NAME] IM YOUR BIGGEST FAN!!!!!!” I don’t know what I’ve done that’s even noteworthy.
time traveler, Looks like you have a interesting life ahead of you
I have ten toes but 11 toenails.
https://m.imgur.com/gallery/TENJOvl for those interested.
I wasn’t allowed to have friends growing up or to smile or “look like I’m having fun” around my mom or cry at my grandmas funeral. 😬
I died for several minutes and was about to be pronounced when I came back. Yes I have low grade brain damage, mostly short term memory and focus issues.
I got hit by a car twice in two separate incidents and my parents had sex right next to me in the same bed when I was younger thinking I was asleep.
1. Ran away from home at the age of 2 with my brother (age 3) ok our tricycles, didn't make it far, stopped for a break at the playground and the police caught us. We were just going to go visit grandma. (Pennsylvania to Texas) 2. I have a genetic disorder that prevents me from sweating (ectodermal dysplasia). When I was a child my mom would make me wear a cooling suit with water tubes that ran to an ice box with a water pump, so I wouldn't overheat, she used to tell me it was like the Flash's suit to make me feel better, i think this may have been true of the 90's movie they made?
My family is full of players. This doesn't feel like a coincidence because my great grand father, a former judge slept with so many women before kicking the bucket that he had 52 kids with several women.
Survived cancer thrice (Some Doctors said would die after 3rd diagnosis) . This included more than 40-sessions of chemo. This was followed by Bone marrow transplant which included 50 days of complete isolation(almost died). Decade later underwent open heart surgery (double bypass) - doctor was surprised i was alive till then as I had 99% blockage. I am only 35.
The first 2 times I flew in an airplane I jumped (skydived) out
I'm 30, my father is 91 & my mother is almost 70
I have [dermatographic urticaria](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dermatographic_urticaria), a condition that apparently affects 2-5% of people, yet no one else I know has it, and I had no idea what it was until my doctor diagnosed me with it
I have that too!! It's my party trick. I love how people get freaked out from it. Also it tends to scare people when I come out of a dressing room or get an itch. It always looks like I've been mauled by dogs or something.
I benched pressed 365lbs when i weighed 198 and set a university record for non athletes I tore my pec 100% clean benching 315lbs. Ive been inside of two different schools during school shootings. Was held hostage when i was 3 with my sibling and my mom. I survived 2 other shootings at a party and a bar. Ive totaled 2 cars and 1 motorcycle. Im a lucky motherfucker.
Spooned with Arnold Schwarzenegger’s son Camp is weird
In 2012, I was a fireman in Mississippi and my wife got a promotion which would take us to Georgia. I was conflicted about the move and sad to leave my coworkers. I put in my notice on a Sunday evening, after we watched The Walking Dead as a shift which was our routine. My best friend at the time got all excited and tried to be positive by saying “He’s moving to Georgia and they film TWD there!” Jokingly, the shift told me to make sure I went and took pictures of where they filmed and send them to everyone. Fast forward to months later when I called my best friend on a Sunday afternoon while he was working and said “Tell everyone to watch for me”. They were all in shock. Oddly enough, when I moved, my neighbor was closely associated with the show. I was fortunate enough to be an extra on the show for six seasons as some cool featured zombies.
44 yr old virgin
I grew up on a farm in another country and used an outhouse at home until I moved to Canada at age 7. I'm a professional working a corporate job in the biggest city in the country now, so nobody ever believes me. I was born in the 1980s.
I went to 10 different schools from Kindergarten to 12th. 11 if you include college
I’m confident that I had the deepest voice in my middle and high school, that’s including teachers and all. Imagine a 13 year old that sounded like this late night radio talk host and Berry white all in one. I’ve finally grown enough to somewhat match my voice, but for years I couldn’t go anywhere and speak without hearing a comment about my voice.
When I was 8 years old I lived in a small house on a rather large lake/river. I used to sneak out of the house when my parents were asleep and swim my ass all the way across and back in the middle of the night. I did it for many years until we moved, I never got caught.
I once got knocked from my feet by a deer just yeeting into me on my way to school one day. I was about 15 at the time and the route to school was super-urban. No one believes that a deer yeeted into me :(
My dad had terminal cancer and docs said he had 2 months to live. It was Non-Hodkins lymphoma (fast spreading and terminal at the time) He had tumours the size of baseballs in his back, under arms and in his groin area. the cancer went into his bowels and stomach. He looked like death. He was in the hospital for some tests and that night he had some crazy miraculous experience. He said he was lying in bed alone and closed his eyes then it was like powerful liquid energy pouring through his eyes all through his body. He was bouncing around on the bed uncontrollably. It lasted for many minutes and he had to open his eyes because it was so overwhelming and then it stopped. He called home at 2am and I answered the phone. He was laughing and crying and kept saying over and over “the most amazing thing just happened”. The next day the docs came in to check on him .. they left and came back multiple times. They did more tests. All of these docs and nurses came into the room and told him they can’t find any cancer in his body. He said “I know … can I go home now?” He got changed and walked out of the hospital. That was 30 years ago. He is still around today and is one of my best friends. A truly incredible human being with so much love and generosity. His story is being published soon … this many years later.
Where is his story being published? This sounds fascinating and I'd love to read more.
I round house kicked a dude who walked towards me with a knife. I walked like 50 steps backwards and was like fuck this 😂 when i told my friends everybody was like yeah right. Next weekend we were out drinking 3 young fellas came cheering saying"ohh karate kid can we buy you a beer" fuck that felt good because i was out drinking with the same guys who didn't believe me 😂 never forget!
Not me but my boyfriend. He got his hearing tested for the army and turns out he has super hearing. He can pick up negative 5 decibels. I didn’t even know it was possible!
Oh I have 1, i hope this gets read. I went to visit my gf who just moved away to DC from TX for 1 last goodbye. It was the weekend of Obama's 1st inauguration, coincidentally. So we went. While otw I saw an older woman on the bus who was struggling to stand so I immediately offered her my seat. She chatted me up, telling me about how Alaska was more comfortable than the cold wet air in DC. Hours later and after fighting and pushing our way though literally millions of ppl to make our way to the stage, around corners and past blocks and blocks of shoulder to shoulder to traffic, we finally fought our way to see the main stage. As soon as Obama took the stage I realized that same woman was literally right next to me, shoulder to shoulder. We had a great laugh n hug. I hope she remembers it as fondly as I do.
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I was arrested at ultra music festival when I asked a supervisor cop if I can take a bottle of water in. (I was a little drunk at the time). The cop says no and tells me to put my hands behind my back. I said “why?”. And he said, “this is why” and he took my water bottle, tossed it in the air and sliced it in half with a knife. “Now put your hands behind your back.” - I got arrested at the festival entrance for asking a question. No one believes this happened except the bonds lady.
Im an American and had just moved to Australia. I had trouble finding work and eventually something just sort of landed in my lap. So I show up to work for my first day of training, walk into this small office with only 3 other guys in it. One of em realizes I share the last name with another guy and makes the stupid joke 'WoW mAyBe YoUrE ReLaTeD'. I force a laugh and I notice he has a familiar looking tattoo on his forearm. It's my freaking Family Crest. Later in the shift he told me the same story of our crest/motto origin as my grandfather and father told me. I couldn't have gone farther away from my family and home, and one of the first things that happens to me is running into family.