So that happened . . .

[Gawdzilla Sama]

Oh, please! The adults gave the child a gun and ammo and sent him off unsupervised to shoot play with the neighbor kids. Nothing bad has ever happened in that scenario.  

Hey, the adults could have given the child alcohol at the same time, but didn’t.  So what are you complaining about?

At the lack of fatalities. Somebody should have gotten shot, just a little. Bugs are a poor substitute for a sucking chest wound.

[BrianSoddingBoru4]

I was in a road rage incident once with a few friends of mine. This lady pulled in front of us, stopped her car and FLIPPED out because she really didn't understand how two lanes merge. In the meantime, she'd taken her keys out of her car, locking her baby inside. Bahaha

The only road rage I was ever involved in was actually pretty laughable.  It was in '91 or '92.  Two mates and I were in a Corsa headed back to campus after a rugby match (we won, tyvm), when some fuckwit in a panel van cut us off - no signal, no nothing.  Kevin was driving and leaned on the horn.  The van driver stopped, we stopped.  He gets out of the van and starts walking back towards us, screaming some obscenities about how he's to knock the fuck out of us.

We all three unfolded ourselves out of the Corsa (it's a small car) and the van driver literally sprinted back to his vehicle.

Boru

[Shell B]

Public service announcement: this isn't a gun thread. Don't make me have to split it. I hate splitting threads.

[arewethereyet]

When I was a kid I loved being on my grandparents' Iowa farm. The cousin closest to my age is five years younger than I am. He and I spent a lot of time on the farm as kids. When I was about 9 or 10 this cousin and I stayed for a few days and were looking for things to do. We decided it would be a great help to grandpa if we crawled up the walls of the corn crib and knocked any field corn that was stuck on crossbeams down to the floor below...which was quite a way down. We were up and down and back and forth along the walls for quite a while when a mouse ran across my hand. It surprised me and I let out a squeal. My cousin (who had quite the pronounced speech impediment) looked at me and held his hand up and said, "Don't wowwy Ahtze (that's as close as he ever got to Angie) I wiw save you." He then started screaming out the door, "Gwamma, gwampa, HEEEEEEEWWWWPPP, Gwamma, Grawmpa, HEEEEEEEWWWWWPPPPP!" My hero.

Grandma and grandpa did come running expecting to find something much worse going on than me being startled by a mouse.

[Shell B]

When I was a kid I loved being on my grandparents' Iowa farm.  The cousin closest to my age is five years younger than I am.  He and I spent a lot of time on the farm as kids.  When I was about 9 or 10 this cousin and I stayed for a few days and were looking for things to do.  We decided it would be a great help to grandpa if we crawled up the walls of the corn crib and knocked any field corn that was stuck on crossbeams down to the floor below...which was quite a way down.  We were up and down and back and forth along the walls for quite a while when a mouse ran across my hand.  It surprised me and I let out a squeal.  My cousin (who had quite the pronounced speech impediment) looked at me and held his hand up and said, "Don't wowwy Ahtze (that's as close as he ever got to Angie) I wiw save you."  He then started screaming out the door, "Gwamma, gwampa, HEEEEEEEWWWWPPP, Gwamma, Grawmpa, HEEEEEEEWWWWWPPPPP!"  My hero.

Grandma and grandpa did come running expecting to find something much worse going on than me being startled by a mouse.

That might be the cutest story I've ever heard.

[Shell B]

An old lady drove into the front of the building where my sister works yesterday. It's the second time that's happened in as many years.

[Fireball]

Driving into buildings...   I worked supervising construction projects between gigs in aerospace jobs. One time we were remodeling a home and were putting up 5" diameter steel pipes 4 feet apart across the entire back of the property, which faced an alley. The fence contractor had already used his truck to push the detached garage back wall out about 12" where it had been caved in by customers in the stores on the other side of the alley backing into it. The fence was all knocked over, too. 90211 ZIP code- Beverly Hills. The owner of the jewelry store in that block came out and asked what we were doing. When we explained it, he complained that, "My customers will damage their cars on those posts!". No shit, Sherlock. We laughed our asses off. The customer's cars were getting damaged by the stucco on the garage wall scraping their cars up already! Those pipes were set in concrete and then filled with concrete to minimize bending when someone ran into them. Too bad about your Mercedes. 

[outtathereligioncloset]

An old lady drove into the front of the building where my sister works yesterday. It's the second time that's happened in as many years.

Clarification, please------it wasn't the same old lady too was it?

[Gawdzilla Sama]

An old lady drove into the front of the building where my sister works yesterday. It's the second time that's happened in as many years.

One of my cousins was recently sitting in a local government office, on a seat that was up against the front window. She said there was a sudden "BANG" and she was propelled into the middle of the room. A car had hit the building and entered up to the windshield. She wasn't hurt but she had to go home and change her knickers. She came back the next day to complete her business there, she had to renew her driver's license.

Yes, the car was driven by a 78 year old guy looking to get a driver's license for the first time in his life. He had driven for about 60 years without getting one.

[LastPoet]

An old lady drove into the front of the building where my sister works yesterday. It's the second time that's happened in as many years.

One of my cousins was recently sitting in a local government office, on a seat that was up against the front window. She said there was a sudden "BANG" and she was propelled into the middle of the room. A car had hit the building and entered up to the windshield. She wasn't hurt but she had to go home and change her knickers. She came back the next day to complete her business there, she had to renew her driver's license.

Yes, the car was driven by a 78 year old guy looking to get a driver's license for the first time in his life. He had driven for about 60 years without getting one.

First time at that line, I guess. Some things remain true in all places, like DMV lines.