When I was about 13 we had a large cyclone in my hometown, Mackay.
Our closest bridge was under, but the high rail bridge was still a couple of metres above water.
I thought it would be cool to hang from the sleepers like they did on that movie,'The Lost Boys'. The river was flowing extremely rapidly and was full of trees and logs.
As I was hanging there I sought of realised that falling in would be certain death.
When I tried to pull myself up I hooked my shirt on a bit of twisted iron. I tried and tried, getting weaker and weaker, always being pulled back by my shirt. Eventually it ripped and I made it. Freaked me out.
Then when I was 19 I drove a car off a cliff in Eungella and smashed into a concrete water tank, which was lucky because the cliff kept going straight down 300 metres.
And that's all I could see was the bottom of the cliff out the front window.
I remember thinking,'oh well, that's it then.'
That's what gets to me about near death experiences is that some poor bugger has had that same panicked feeling and actually died.
Thundercunt, may I ask what they've got you on Seriquil for?
It's a very zombifying drug. At least it was for me on 100 mg twice a day.
I was becoming a terrible nuisance and they wanted to keep me off the streets, I reckon.
Our closest bridge was under, but the high rail bridge was still a couple of metres above water.
I thought it would be cool to hang from the sleepers like they did on that movie,'The Lost Boys'. The river was flowing extremely rapidly and was full of trees and logs.
As I was hanging there I sought of realised that falling in would be certain death.
When I tried to pull myself up I hooked my shirt on a bit of twisted iron. I tried and tried, getting weaker and weaker, always being pulled back by my shirt. Eventually it ripped and I made it. Freaked me out.
Then when I was 19 I drove a car off a cliff in Eungella and smashed into a concrete water tank, which was lucky because the cliff kept going straight down 300 metres.
And that's all I could see was the bottom of the cliff out the front window.
I remember thinking,'oh well, that's it then.'
That's what gets to me about near death experiences is that some poor bugger has had that same panicked feeling and actually died.
Thundercunt, may I ask what they've got you on Seriquil for?
It's a very zombifying drug. At least it was for me on 100 mg twice a day.
I was becoming a terrible nuisance and they wanted to keep me off the streets, I reckon.
