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Here's a good one... skip it if you can't handle stupidity-> Posted by IrieTom [Email]  (#1032)  [Profile/Gallery]
(more from IrieTom) on Tue, 19 Jun 2001 14:34:07
In Reply to: Stuff that is funny... add your own please!, Coolknight, Tue, 19 Jun 2001 12:05:48 Members do not see ads below this line. - Help Keep This Site Online - Signup |
It's the summer of '87, and I had just graduated from high school. Five friends of mine and I decide to go swimming in Lake George (about 50 miles north of Albany, NY) and I am nominated to drive. I've got an '80 900 GLi hatchback and we fold the rear seat down so that four people can hang out back there with a case of cold beer.
The drive up to the lake is uneventful, but by the time we arrive ALL of the beer has been consumed (Those rat bastards couldn't save even a single one for me!) We change into our swimwear and jump into the lake. Since I hadn't been drinking, I decide to swim quite far into the middle of the lake.
When I finally swim back to shore, a stranger asks me: "do you have a yellow SAAB?" "Yes" "You'd better head up to the parking lot."
I ran to the parking lot, thinking that someone had crashed into my car, and find it sitting about 15 feet away from where I had parked it. The car wasn't damaged, but one of my friends was hopping around on one leg, obviously in pain, and another friend was looking a bit dazed and confused, profusely thanking a complete stranger.
It turns out that my friends were trying to play a practical joke on me by rolling my car from one parking spot to another. The reverse gear lockout didn't work, so they could slip the transmission into neutral without the key. The plan was for one guy (Nick) to stand behind the car pushing and the other (Virgil) to put the car into neutral and push forward on the door frame. They failed to notice that the car was facing uphill, so that when they took it out of gear it started rolling backwards, catching them by surprise. Virgil was knocked flat on his "back" by the driver's door, and Nick couldn't keep the car from rolling backwards.
The front tire rolled right over Virgil's leg, just below his hip, and started to accelerate towards a chain-link fence. Luckily, a bystander was able to jump into the driver's seat and yank the emergency brake before Nick could be crushed into the fence.
When I arrived on the scene and was filled in on what I had missed, Virgil was still hopping around holding his leg. I asked him if he wanted to go to the hospital emergency room to get it checked out, and he responded "No- but we HAVE to go to the store and get more beer!"
At that point, I realized that a tragedy had been narrowly escaped.
Ten years later, I was the best man at his wedding. I love the look on people's faces when I say to him: "How about that time when you ran over yourself with my car?"
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