Please share your stories!!! about the time you got a shot in the butt?
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It is a lot better there than in the arm, really.\n\nAt least you are not getting a giant needle stuck in your very pregnant belly for amniocentesis. When that happened to me, my husband who was watching passed out cold.
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What in the holy hell are you talking about?????\nThat does not happen I went to basic and never got a shot anywhere near my balls!!!!
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MY b/f dared me to get out of his car in just my patent leather high heel red shoes wiv no clothes on up a country lane.  I did and he drove off and left me.\n\nI was walking down the road covering my bits and saw a car coming towards me.  My b/f had drove off i the opposite direction. Feeling sure he would come back i hid behind a bush.  I stung my ass and crack on nettles.  He did come back and we did laugh but i never did it again. lol\n\nSharon (Wife of TULSI M)
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yes I have, but I was deer hunting.  I had an 8-point out in front of me and some s.o.b pulls up in the field , chases off the deer, just as I am about to shoot.  Man, he pissed me off.  Then he tries to tell me how hunting is wrong, and on top of that, it was private land!
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It's a silly question, so it warrants a silly anecdote.\n\nAbout 10 years ago, I was out drinking with friends.  I had (and continue to have) a rep for having a big one.  Not that it's huge, mind you, but those who have seen it were quite impressed.\n\nStragely enough, One of my buddies started going around asking other guys (strangers), if they had a big duck.  Most of the dudes ignored him, but one guy said "I got a big one."  \n\nThen my buddy set up a big duck contest between me and the guy.  Before we opened our flies, a whole bunch of guys started making bets.  All my buddies were putting $10 or $20 on me.  \n\nWe even tried to get an objective female judge, but all of the girls thought we were wacked out.\n\nSo, he pulled his out, and I got to admot, I was a little scared.  From my perspective, I thought he was pretty big.\n\nWhen I pulled mine out, however, the crowd cheered, and all my buddies doubled their money.\n\nSilly? yes.\nSelf-Affirming? even more so.
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I've had a quarter once....bad drinking game in the Navy; we call it Save the Queen. Someone puts a quarter in your drink while you're not looking and then points your glass and screams out "Save The Queen!!!", everyone gets cheering and you basically chug down your drink to get the quarter and save the Queen...\n\nWell... I was a bit too woosy and instead of saving the Queen, I ate her. I felt the Quarter go down and I swear i could feel it in my stomach. I pooped it out 2 days later.
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i crapped myself once when i drank seven glasses of V8 juice.\nfarted at school once when i sneezed.\nnever stole a t.v., im unlucky like that and would get caught.\nnever smoked crack but sometimes i feel like im high lol.\nwouldn't think of thinking of thinking of selling a baby.\ni licked an apple then put it back once.\ni wiped a booger on my brother because he was wrestling me.
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OMG the funny memory this question dragged up!\nThere was this obnoxious guy that kept groping at my ex-bosses grand-daughter in the bar.  He could not take a hint.  Anyways, we were out with some friends of ours, one of whom was an off duty cop.  We escorted the pig and his friend out of the bar and I must have been feeling invincible with my cop friend and swung at the guy hitting him square in the face.  I dont know who was more shocked, me, him or our friends.  Anyways, his friend was dragging him away as my friends were holding me back.  I can't imagine what on earth possessed me to hit the guy (rum maybe???) but I am glad everyone else had enough sense to let it stop there.
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I was shot in the left bicep with a .223 british military round. What did I think before? Well before it happened I thought, my god I hope I don't get shot, I hope I shoot the other guy first. When it happened it felt like a really big bee stung me on my arm, and then it started to burn really bad. Afterwards I thought, I hope somebody shot that son of a byatch, and somebody had already.
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Yes it happened to me. Last year on my birthday I went out with my friends to the usual bar. Immediately upon walking in the door, I was greeted by the owner with a shot in his hand. He tells me Happy Birthday, hands me the shot, I drink it and immediately run out the front door (closer than the bathroom) Everyone came out to see me puking on the sidewalk. I don't even know what the shot was, all I know is it was some kind of tequila. I don't trust him anymore. lol
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I was 22 & just got done doing shots & drinking at a bar.  I ended up rolling a stop sign & got pulled over, 3 cop cars came up behind me & I was drunk as H E L L! The chick let me go! I was scared to death & haven't drink & drove since! Talk about lucky!
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Oooh, I hope no one says they drank 21 shots! That would be quite lethal. \n\nFor my 21st birthday, I was in college, away from my family. So some friends of mine from my sorority took me out to a surprise dinner at an Italian restaurant -- we had a full table of 15! At midnight, we went to a pub -- my boyfriend (now husband!) joined us, and everyone bought me some yummy drinks. I had the chance to order my first legitimate drink. We laughed and talked all night. Nothing out of the ordinary, but really fun!
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Yes, I have.\n\nI was driving home one night and about 1/4 mile from home I got this incredible urge to poop.  It got more urgent by the second.  I was coming upon a major intersection in downtown Brooklyn, where I make a left turn to go the last three blocks home.  If I missed the light, I knew it was like a three minute wait for the next green, so I accelerated.  Just as I was coming to the intersection, it turned red...but I ran it...I was terrified I'd be stopped by a cop and have to wait yet another ten minutes while he wrote a ticket. Luckily, there was no cop.\n\nI drove the last three blocks, and there was a spot right in front of my house.  I parked and ran inside.\n\nThere were about stairway about 25 long to get to my apartment on the second floor, and I was debating how to go up it.  By this time, I was clenching my butt cheeks as tight as possible to keep everything inside, and was worried that going up the stairs would somehow loosen my grip.  Should I run up as fast as I could, or go up slowly, concentrating on keeping my cheeks clenched.\n\nI decided to run.\n\nAs I was running up the stairs, the flow started.  It was the wrong choice; I should have gone up one step at time, slowly, while still holding it back tight.  By the time I reached the top, I was soaked with runny poop. I ran upstairs to the shower and removed all my clothes and took a long hot shower, making sure to get rid of any little pooplets that might be hanging on.  I put my dirty clothes in a garbage bag and three them out.\n\nThat was 15 years ago and I remember it like it was yesterday!
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I couldn't get a friend to leave the house, so one night, I told him I'd smash a window at a nearby govt building, if he'd come with. He scaled a fence to get me a cinder block and we picked out the perfect window... A glass door!\nWhile we were crouched down behind a wall, he said, "wipe it off, so they don't get your finger prints!"\nNeedless to say, I was like, dude, first off, they're not gonna brush for finger prints because I broke a window. Secondly, it's a friggin cinder block, they aren't going to get fingerprints off a ruff ass surface like this.... So yeah, he ran across the street, I turned my hoody in-side out, so the camera wouldn't see the logo and *crash!* I smashed the fucker and took off running! Freaking out, with an extremely high heart rate, I ran in the wrong direction, a way from his house for about a half a mile, before I realized what a dumb ass I was. So yeah, I smashed a window so he'd leave the house for a whole ten minutes.
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Been there, done that. But I started choking and it was a big powdery mess. =P
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True Date Story:\n\nMy friend and I planned to take our dates to this make out place on a mountain top, but my friend's date got sick, which meant that it was my friend, my date, and me (my friend and I had met our dates the night before). Part of our mountain top journey was that we had to drive on a mountain fire road, and snow had fallen the night before. \n\nOf course all the party animals and 4X4-ers were out that same afternoon enjoying the snow and drinking beer; somehow, though, as we drove along the mountain road, some ace managed to throw a ice-ball through my open window, and the ice-ball hit my cheek and mouth.\n\nThe ice-ball gave me a fat, bloody lip, and a swollen cheek, which meant no making out; my date decided to go at it with my friend (that was 30 years ago, and for the record I am still close with my friend). Fortunately, I was able to make use of the abundant snow and make a compression pack to at least minimize my cheek swelling.\n\nOTBPOC
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Have had lots of funny moments but the one that pops up every now and then is when I got my friends son to ring a hooker agency and ordered one for my exhusband. Well what a hoot! My friend and I parked the car up the road and waited in anticipation. Next this car rocks up, a tall, slender, not so bad looking woman climbs out of the car and heads for the door of the house. She knocks on the door and we could see my ex come out and start talking to her. You should have seen us, we were speechless! We couldn't stop laughing. So much so that I cracked a fart! Anyway, after she had a quick chat with my ex, her driver got out of the car, went to the door and we could see a heated argument brewing. They soon left in a hurry, leaving us up the road cackling away. We have also sent him pizzas this way.  We found out down the track that he was very pissed off about the hooker but more dissapointed because he didn't have any money to buy the pizzas!