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Ok, for our final science project last year we had to find as many ways as we could to get a can of peas from one side of the room to the other. FUN STUFF. I shot one with a straw. But the best one was this kid who taught himself how to shoot them out of his nose. It was quiet cool so i tried it and i breathed in and the pea burst so I had to go to the hosptial because i couldnt breath and some how they got it out. But, u should have seen the look on my doctors face, i think my face turned 9 different colors.

My best friend got cut with pair of safety scissors (wow very safe) neways he has a scare on his left ear lol funny stuff.

My most embarrasing moment was when I was playing basketball(in front of the whole school) and my shorts just fell off.

I'll give two of my embarrassing moments:

1. Cycling home from school - stood up on bike and let go of the handlebars to see what would happen... *Bam*

2. In school, we have these heavy doors that you have to lean back slightly to pull (if you're feeling lazy). I reached for the handle and leaned back. My hand grasped thin air. I fell flat on my back whilst somehow managing to hold onto all my books.

I choked on a grape at lunch, then when l spit it out, l didnt want it to waste so l ate it and choked on it again. I ate it the 3rd time and it was still sweet.

*me pwns joo*

I have the best bike acdident stories.

First, I was biking down this big ol' hill near my house. I'm on the right side of the street [on the sidewalk], and there's a big stone wall on my right. Stoplight up ahead about 400 meters.

I'm getting up to the speed where you don't want to be on the sidewalk anymore, so I look over my shoulder to see if there is any traffic on the road. *drifts slowly to the right...*

Now who can tell me what happens when one side of your handlebars stop? Thats right, it turns. And when you're going 35-ish mph, a front wheel that is suddenly sideways is a bad thing.

So I am flying [kinda fun actually]. I have this kinda supernatural instinct thing that tells me how to land, so I'm fine there. But I did manage to land ON THE ONLY GRAVEL DRIVEWAY ON THE ENTIRE STREET!!!

I skidded for about 15 feet, cutting the toes off my shoes etc. I was bleeding from about a dozen different areas. Cars were driving by, people sticking their heads out windows to look at me, sitting on the road next to my mangled bike, bleeding all over the road. But nobody stopped. I sat there for about 10 min, and about 40 or so cars drove by, and nobody stopped.

So then I decided I was going to have to go home. I biked home [about 4 miles], leaving a trail of blood.

After I got home [I don't actually remember anything beyond this], evidently I bandaged myself up, fixed up my cuts etc, I went to sleep.

And that was where my mom found me a couple hours later. It was funny.

Edit: Hey look what happens when you use correct grammar/spelling!

I thought my mom was gone so i got my parents porno and you know, and (luckily) my friend caught me and told me my mom was downstairs reading. Whew close one (could've turned out worse)

Locke, do you not have a computer or something?

Why do you go for you parents shiz then?

I was liek 10-11 i couldnt find it, only my friends could.
Anyways I was thinking about this time we setup a ramp and my friends were jumping on it with bikes and i finally screwed up my courage enough to try. So i go up and (not having any dexterity i guess) let my back end legs included off the bike somehow. So my legs flew out backwards and i was hanging on for dear life. To the point, all those friends can imagine me as superman now (who i dont like)(some ppl are like hes a classic man)(i dont care)(i bet your getting tired of these things)(heres some more)(sorry)

How about tripping down the stairs, grabing the rails and still manage to slip down the whole way, with my feet making me bounce up and down which slipping, hit the end of the stairs, slam into a wall, falling to the ground and while I'm at it, having all my books flying all over the place? Of course, I was cursing like crazy the whole way down, and then yelling at the guy who pushed me down the first place.

Okay, it wasn't that embarrasing. It was actually quite funny. Anyways, no much really happens to me, so, meh.

My friend and I went to this (in)famous retaurant. Apollo's Pizza And Pasta.

I ordered an italian soda. So did he. I was eating the whipped cream (being me of course ) . He told me this hilarious joke. I almost choked on my whipped cream! It was a lot more funny then embarassing. But it's was pretty embarassing.

The joke was:

Catholics you know they have Happy Friday, right?
Yeah.
Well wasn't that the day Jesus died?!
Yeah...
Well it's not like he said: I'm coming back Sunday! I want those 1,000's of choclate bunnies!

I laughed so hard... I almost choked on my whipped cream...

Stair stories, eh?
Well i had a bunkbed which i slept on the top bunk, and i always jumped and grabbed on the front and climbed up cuz we didnt wanta big stupid ladder. So i was pretending to be a gost or something and wandering around with a blanket on my head. I WAS SURE I WAS RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY BUNKBED AND I JUMPED AND GRABBED THIN AIR THEN TUMBLED DOWN THE STAIRS! Would've been embarrasing if i was older but it was painful but i cherish it for the funiness.
EDIT
On the embarasing note the worst was when my friend (the one that caught me0 got pissed at me and told the whole neighborhood!

Last time we went paintballing the starting horn blew and I went for a bunker on the far left about half way there I see a stick but it was too late, I trip. By the time I get up im getting shot at but they were from a long way away so i decided to proceed on. I get to the bunker and set up for shots to right. After about 30 secs i ddint see anyone so i moved to a tree and to another and so on for about 5 mins. I get behing this old refridgerator and i go to make a run and this guy shoot me right in the nuts. I went down hard, dropped my gun and all. When i go out my best friend is standing there and sometime between getting shot and walking back i had unzipped the fly in my pants and i had PINK paint there.

This one takes the cake, and is very recent, too:

I was walking my friends at college to this party so we could participate in some debauchery. I had been to the apartment in question before, so they trusted me to show them the way. Unfortunately, we started walking from a way different place than where I was when I first went to the apartment. I kept telling them that it was in a particular direction, because I honestly thought it was, but my sense of direction was all screwed up. It took us 45 minutes to realize we were way off-course, and another 45 minutes to finally get to the party. I was so embarrassed. One of my friends from Spain said he was never going to trust me like that again. Whoo, was my face red...

Does that friends your from Spain makes maps?

Er, that one does NOT take the cake. Not THAT embarrassing, just dumb.

my youth group went up to canada a few summers ago to "bond." Anyways, apparently, I freak out really easily when I'm asleep. I was tired so I went to bed before the other girls who I was sharing a room with. One of them walks up to me and thinking I'm still awake, she taps me on the shoulder. I jumped up and yelled "PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!" and fell back down and went to sleep. Or, at least, that's what I heard happened.

Another time when I went to NYC with the band, a friend walked in while I was sleeping and I sat up and said "Oh my God, who are you?" and I kept saying that to her until she told me to go back to sleep.

edit: eh...those are pretty funny now, but pretty embarassing then.

Are you implying that you are "asleep" when you jumped out and said that? Or did you wake up, yelled that, and fell back down asleep?

Sounds like she was just asleep still. I've done stuff like that.

Edit: Sleepwalking is fun!

Bah, I sleep like a dead man. Takes me like half an hour to get out of my room once somebody knocks on the door. And i sleep everywhere, the car, and hall, the desk, etc.

hard floors are more comfortable.
yeah, I was asleep...sort of. More like unconcious I guess

Ahhh... its always fun to freak out your friends that way. Ive done that to them lots of times, but i was contious and just screwing with them

Well, usually whenever a teacher or fellow student mentions "evil" or "chaos" I tend to stick my fist into the air and yell, "YES!"
That's gotten me into trouble several times now.

my most imbarassing moment would be when i threw up all over our churchs alter

sure u did harmon