What is the craziest thing you've ever done?

Look at this question, http://www.fluther.com/disc/7757/whats-the-craziest-thing-youve-ever-done/

@joeysefika: To be fair, that question only got 3 or 4 answers, and was asked 4 months ago, so I don’t see any harm in panspermia asking it again. If the mods disagree, they will email him to let him know it’s a duplicate.

To answer the question, I’m afraid I can’t, really. I have my reasons… =P

Fair enough, but he may as well look at what some other people have done…

Of course. Are you going to contribute to his/her question, or should we both shutup and stop hijacking this thread..? =P

Haha I think you should both shutup and stop hijacking this thread since you refuse to answer the question :P why is that, I wonder?

The craziest thing I’ve ever done is gotten drunk at a party full of people I didn’t know, got with a random and then wandered around the streets for a bit before somebody dragged me home. Not very exciting, I know, but I’ve still got lots of life left for crazy stunts.

i didnt know that question also asked by somebody..it is ok if you dont be so rude

Sorry if i was being rude, i didn’t mean anything by it, sorry again!

It involves a porn shop, a port-a-potty, a bomb that didn’t go off, a cowboy, Joey digging through mud for his shoe, me almost losing a testicle because I was running full speed through a field in the dark and hitting a pole, me hitting Joey with a PVC pipe to prove it could hurt, Bryan hitting me with a 2×4 because he is a dick, running out or gas while being chased be rednecks, rednecks pointing a shotgun at us, shooting rednecks with a super-soker full of urine, and buying the parts at Fred Meyer for a small explosive.

That is the boring version.

The best part was that after we put the bomb in the porty-a-potty we hid behind a fence. We had agreed to warn anyone going in. A cowboy hat bobbed over the fence and all of us remained silent. A bit jaded, we were.

It wasn’t a real bomb, we would have been lucky if it sprayed his ass with shit. We didn’t want to hurt people. Just fuck with them.

Too many to mention, but the first thing that comes to kind is once I dropped a ten-pound watermelon off the roof of a forty-story hotel into the parking lot. It made a bitchin explosion and when we went down the whole lobby smelled like watermelon and every car in the lot was covered in juice and seeds.

I shaved my head. Danced atop a bar once. Cried when my ex-boyfriend told me he was getting married – even though I too was already married. Although reading JohnPowell above makes me want to go buy a port-a-potty and fill it with soil and grow a plant in it. Dunno which plant yet. I’m still looking for squeaky shoes for people older than five. Oh and I love catching frogs – hold them in my palm for a while before letting them go. Caught a really slippery bugger once [ was a tree frog ] and it jumped right into my open mouth when I was trying to peer into its eyes and calling it cute names. fortunately my swollen tonsils prevented further descent.

I got married, in the woods around UCSC, 3 months after meeting my spouse. I’m happy to report, 7 years later, and we are still wildly in love.

lol I went crazy(if that counts)