SharpsDressedMan
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I want to add that since I started this post, others have posted at least 10 other things that I have done. I'll let you guess which 10! 
Did You Ever Do Something Stupid, like......
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pikid89
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a good story from my uncle, when he lived with my grandparents as a teen
my grandpa was known to way over engineer any and all handyman projects he was involved in. Anyway, the clothes rod in the closet of my uncles room was made of inch and a half stainless pipe. One day my uncle took my dads .357 and another he was considering buying. he had one in each hand and was comparing them and decided to do a dry fire in each hand to compare triggers, and unfortunately my dads was still loaded. The bullet hit the massive curtain rod and left a over halfway into the pipe but was stopped. Had that pipe not been there, the bullet would have flown into the back of the couch on the other side of the wall...and that would have been bad
my grandpa was known to way over engineer any and all handyman projects he was involved in. Anyway, the clothes rod in the closet of my uncles room was made of inch and a half stainless pipe. One day my uncle took my dads .357 and another he was considering buying. he had one in each hand and was comparing them and decided to do a dry fire in each hand to compare triggers, and unfortunately my dads was still loaded. The bullet hit the massive curtain rod and left a over halfway into the pipe but was stopped. Had that pipe not been there, the bullet would have flown into the back of the couch on the other side of the wall...and that would have been bad
Legionnaire
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Something similar. Back when I was a kid. No idea what knife it was, but dropped it while sharpening a marshmallow stick ... and, luckily, had it stick in the ground between the big and next toe of my right foot.
Took off my wedding ring and put it in my pocket to keep it from getting scuffed while installing a set of tree steps for a tree stand ... only to lose it when I pulled something else out of the pocket. Didn't realize it was missing until the end of the day, and never found it ... even after using a metal detector all over the area.
Friend handed me his Beretta Storm carbine with a "Try this!" I lowered the butt of my Model Seven to the bench, which levered the barrel a bit higher as it was still resting on the front rest. And I pinged the first shot from the carbine off the front of the Model Seven's barrel, which was below my line of sight. Fortunately, no permanent damage.
Those just for starters ...
JHK94
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That's almost exactly how my dad lost his wedding ring. Taught me to just let mine get scuffed a bit.
Marshall
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Mine fell on a toilet seat once in a public stall. Luckily it bounced outward, not inward.
I just walked out with a look of, "gotta problem with that?" Never said a word and neither did anyone else.
Taught me a lesson though.
I just walked out with a look of, "gotta problem with that?" Never said a word and neither did anyone else.
Taught me a lesson though.
xcgates
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Nope, never done anything incredibly stupid with guns. (Only been shooting for about 2 years though, I will NEVER do anything stupid )
On the topic of things left on top of cars, thats why if I set anything down on my car, I set it down on the hood right in front of the driver's seat, so I see it when I get in. Saved a few things that way.
And on public bathrooms? Never take out your phone in the bathroom of a bar. You will drop it, and you are NOT that as well coordinated to grab it quickly as you think.
Talk to me about doing stupid things with vehicles, or computers, and I'll say I've had my share of incidents. Cars: Never get incredibly upset and hurl tools in the same area as your dad's brand new sports car. (came close to hurting financially) Computers: Never fiddle inside them when the computer is on. (hurt financially as well as physically)
)On the topic of things left on top of cars, thats why if I set anything down on my car, I set it down on the hood right in front of the driver's seat, so I see it when I get in. Saved a few things that way.
And on public bathrooms? Never take out your phone in the bathroom of a bar. You will drop it, and you are NOT that as well coordinated to grab it quickly as you think.
Talk to me about doing stupid things with vehicles, or computers, and I'll say I've had my share of incidents. Cars: Never get incredibly upset and hurl tools in the same area as your dad's brand new sports car. (came close to hurting financially) Computers: Never fiddle inside them when the computer is on. (hurt financially as well as physically)
Every negligent discharge thread/post is a tale of stupidity. Mine was. Only did that once.
Nearly had my teeth bashed out by the spring of an SKS I was disassembling. With the bolt back. Only did that once.
Building an AR without having a "capture sheet" up to catch those little springs and pins that want to "FLY, Be Freeeeeee". Only did that once.
Left mags at home. Only did that once.
Took gun to course before running 500 rounds through it. Only did that once.
Slide pinch. Did that more than once.
Knives? Too many times to want to admit, but did that wayyyy more than once.
Only did that once.Nearly had my teeth bashed out by the spring of an SKS I was disassembling. With the bolt back. Only did that once.
Building an AR without having a "capture sheet" up to catch those little springs and pins that want to "FLY, Be Freeeeeee". Only did that once.
Left mags at home. Only did that once.
Took gun to course before running 500 rounds through it. Only did that once.
Slide pinch. Did that more than once.
Knives? Too many times to want to admit, but did that wayyyy more than once.
Not dumb, but when I was in school of infantry watching a few of the small guys shoot bursts from the m249 while moving in full body armor was pretty entertaining. The first round would impact 6 ft in front of them in the dirt. The last round would be fired at the sun. The instructors would just shake their heads.
rustysragsinc
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One time (that's like saying "Hold my beer and watch this!") a friend of mine and me were out shooting in the woods in the dead of winter and came across a small creek. It was maybe 10 to 12 feet wide. We were not going to turn back and walk miles to his house from where we had come from. (Did I mention we were young?) He insisted once we crossed the river there would be a road a few hundred feet up where his Grandfather lived. He could give us a ride back to my friends house.
After searching up and down the creek for some way to cross, we came upon a small tree that had fallen across the river. Now I am talking dogwood small, not redwood. We both looked down at the tree and could see our reflection in the ice that had formed below the tree in the creek. We felt the air getting colder as night was beginning to fall. The sun had fallen behind the trees and it was getting darker by the minute. The decision had to be made on what to do next.
Being the guest of the property, I decided I had a choice as to who would go first. So, my friend stepped down and put his foot on the trunk of the tree. The tree held steady as he put his other foot down. We both looked at each other and held our breath. His hand was holding a large root beneth the dirt line of the creek. His next move would be an all or nothing move that would make him look like a super stud or make the best story I would tell about him the next day at school. I was sort of hoping he would fall in.
Well he did not fall in. So now it was my turn to cross what now seemed to be the Mississippi river. I decided to follow his exact steps. We both weighed the same so it had to work. My first foot went down then the next. My hand held the same root as his did. It still felt warm from his sweaty hand just leaving it. It was now time for me to...
As I looked up out of the water I could faintly see my friend on his knees laughing as he had never laughed before. My arms were straight up in the air holding my 20 gauge shotgun as to not get it wet. I grabbed a hold of the tree and pushed myself to the other side of the creek. As I climbed up the steep embankment, my friend wiped his tears and offered me his hand. I gladly accepted and with a strong grip I pulled with all of my might and tossed his a** into the creek.
After all of the excitement, we both came to our senses and rushed toward the road leading to his Grandfather's house. We made it there in record time and took off our wet clothes and finally warmed inside by his fireplace. His Grandfather gave us a long lecture about how dangerous we were and to not even think about doing something like this again. He almost busted out laughing a few times, but tried to hide it.
Till this day my friend and I often talk about this story. I still have the same 20 gauge shotgun and will never get rid of it. We are still best friends and are still waiting for the day our 2 boys come in sopping wet dying to tell us what had just happened to them.
After searching up and down the creek for some way to cross, we came upon a small tree that had fallen across the river. Now I am talking dogwood small, not redwood. We both looked down at the tree and could see our reflection in the ice that had formed below the tree in the creek. We felt the air getting colder as night was beginning to fall. The sun had fallen behind the trees and it was getting darker by the minute. The decision had to be made on what to do next.
Being the guest of the property, I decided I had a choice as to who would go first. So, my friend stepped down and put his foot on the trunk of the tree. The tree held steady as he put his other foot down. We both looked at each other and held our breath. His hand was holding a large root beneth the dirt line of the creek. His next move would be an all or nothing move that would make him look like a super stud or make the best story I would tell about him the next day at school. I was sort of hoping he would fall in.
Well he did not fall in. So now it was my turn to cross what now seemed to be the Mississippi river. I decided to follow his exact steps. We both weighed the same so it had to work. My first foot went down then the next. My hand held the same root as his did. It still felt warm from his sweaty hand just leaving it. It was now time for me to...
As I looked up out of the water I could faintly see my friend on his knees laughing as he had never laughed before. My arms were straight up in the air holding my 20 gauge shotgun as to not get it wet. I grabbed a hold of the tree and pushed myself to the other side of the creek. As I climbed up the steep embankment, my friend wiped his tears and offered me his hand. I gladly accepted and with a strong grip I pulled with all of my might and tossed his a** into the creek.
After all of the excitement, we both came to our senses and rushed toward the road leading to his Grandfather's house. We made it there in record time and took off our wet clothes and finally warmed inside by his fireplace. His Grandfather gave us a long lecture about how dangerous we were and to not even think about doing something like this again. He almost busted out laughing a few times, but tried to hide it.
Till this day my friend and I often talk about this story. I still have the same 20 gauge shotgun and will never get rid of it. We are still best friends and are still waiting for the day our 2 boys come in sopping wet dying to tell us what had just happened to them.
AKElroy
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Done it. It was actually quite humerous, and impressive. Commie's don't put warnings on those things---
funkerbunny
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My oops happened over our last move, I had a blonde moment and put a bottle of hoppes #9 in a ammo crate that also had tons of cannon fuse, .22 ammo, 9mm ammo and 7.62x54 in it, after moving I realized the bottle had leaked all over everything making the ammo look like it had been tie dyed =(
(I wouldnt feel so bad if this hadn't happened about a year ago as well, but that time my honey was to blame)
(I wouldnt feel so bad if this hadn't happened about a year ago as well, but that time my honey was to blame)
eight433
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OH! I forgot one! Marlin Glenfield Model 60. Trying to replace the bolt buffer (little plastic piece the bolt hits)
The whole assembly is held together by 3 little pins with a plate on each side and all the innerds in between. Took off the seemingly microscopic E-clips (also known as "Jesus clips"... you know, as in JESUS! Where did that thing fly to?) I actually managed to NOT lose any of those. Success! Then I removed the top plate and SPROING! Everything went EVERYWHERE before I even had a chance to see how it was assembled or what parts I might now be missing. Scoured the pole barn for a half hour looking for parts. Turns out I found the only part that I lost within seconds of losing it. It WAS, however, about 20 feet away. It was the little plate that holds spring tension for the firing mechanism. AFTER figuring out how to re-assemble it, I see a little hole in the assembly to stick a paper clip though, which would prevent the spring from unloading and sending the less than half inch long piece flying through the air. Oh well. I had the gun back together within a couple hours after scrubbing everything spotless while I was in there.
The whole assembly is held together by 3 little pins with a plate on each side and all the innerds in between. Took off the seemingly microscopic E-clips (also known as "Jesus clips"... you know, as in JESUS! Where did that thing fly to?) I actually managed to NOT lose any of those. Success! Then I removed the top plate and SPROING! Everything went EVERYWHERE before I even had a chance to see how it was assembled or what parts I might now be missing. Scoured the pole barn for a half hour looking for parts. Turns out I found the only part that I lost within seconds of losing it. It WAS, however, about 20 feet away. It was the little plate that holds spring tension for the firing mechanism. AFTER figuring out how to re-assemble it, I see a little hole in the assembly to stick a paper clip though, which would prevent the spring from unloading and sending the less than half inch long piece flying through the air. Oh well. I had the gun back together within a couple hours after scrubbing everything spotless while I was in there.
Recently replaced a broken follower lifter (one of 2 springs for the follower)in my Steyr M95. To check function I loaded a partially loaded clip and ejected it. I wasn't prepared for that enbloc style clip to come flying out of the rifle with such force. I managed to slice off a little piece of my nose.
Never sighted in a Marlin 60 rifle in a buddy's attic (big attic). Never done that Just remember to not put the phone books in front of the attic window and if you do don't empty 14 rounds rapid fire into said phone books, they won't stop them all.
Just remember to not put the phone books in front of the attic window and if you do don't empty 14 rounds rapid fire into said phone books, they won't stop them all.counterman6
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During my first week at a new job as a heavy duty mechanic I was told to change the wheel seal and brake shoes on the rear of a Mack. Took the duals off, got everything cleaned up, replaced the seal and shoes, put the drum and duals back on, dressed up the axle cap just so, bolted it on and... Stood back to admire my work, with my hand on the axle shaft... that really should have been inside the housing and not leaning against my tool box.
War Squirrel
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I was out getting rid of some unwanted birds for a family member once. I had my computer with me so I could perform a few repairs while I was out there in the boonies.
I finished up, and as I was leaving one of the aforementioned birds flies overhead and lands across a field. I set the bag down and take off after it. When I return, I happily put my 10/22 up, hop in the car and begin to back out of the driveway. BOOM! The back end of my car literally leaps off the ground a foot or two, and I immediately slam the shifter back into drive and pull forward. After nearly having a heart attack, I opened my now filthy and battered laptop bag to find my computer disassembled...
I finished up, and as I was leaving one of the aforementioned birds flies overhead and lands across a field. I set the bag down and take off after it. When I return, I happily put my 10/22 up, hop in the car and begin to back out of the driveway. BOOM! The back end of my car literally leaps off the ground a foot or two, and I immediately slam the shifter back into drive and pull forward. After nearly having a heart attack, I opened my now filthy and battered laptop bag to find my computer disassembled...
rm23
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After the first time I took my Beretta CX4 shooting, I took it apart to clean it. As I'm sitting there at my desk I notice that the part that holds the recoil spring on the spring guide looks like it has a slit on it going right down the middle of it.
As soon as I touched it, the the spring flies across the room at about 100 mph...
Did I mention that there was new vase that sitting 15 feet away on the kitchen table?
The spring hit the vase so hard that it shattered it on impact and I just sat there for a minute, trying to figure out how that happened. Then my wife comes into the room after hearing the noise and tells me that she got it from her mother for me to shoot, because she was getting rid of it anyway. It's too bad though, because I would've loved to shoot that thing.
As soon as I touched it, the the spring flies across the room at about 100 mph...
Did I mention that there was new vase that sitting 15 feet away on the kitchen table?
The spring hit the vase so hard that it shattered it on impact and I just sat there for a minute, trying to figure out how that happened. Then my wife comes into the room after hearing the noise and tells me that she got it from her mother for me to shoot, because she was getting rid of it anyway. It's too bad though, because I would've loved to shoot that thing.
Count me in here as well....It scared the crap outta me when it happened!!! I didn't know if it had went off or exactly WHAT had happened time my brain reset and I figured out what really went on!!! AS it was, I managed to take a decent piece of flesh off with the mistake!
runningfast
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While disassembling my P229r, I forgot that I still had the disassembly lever in a vertical position. Dropped the slide.
*fwoop*
Went flying into the wall.
*fwoop*
Went flying into the wall.
ForumSurfer
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Being from the south I thought someone telling me to make sure I assemble my first ar with a white sheet over my head and with a white sheet over the workbench was some sort of joke. I thought they may have been accusing me of being racist or something. I dismissed it as an anti-southerner remark. Once that 1st spring flew away, I knew exactly what that old guy was referring to.
CoRoMo
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Okay, I'm telling on my brothers...
Both older brothers, as was told to me, were on Grandma's back porch with a couple Red Riders in hand. There was a beetle crawling across the porch, so they both took to standing over it and shooting at it while it made its way across the porch. They followed it around firing away as rapidly as they could. The BBs, of course, bounced nicely off that concrete slab, and then chipped away at each of the window panes that made up the back wall of her house. I don't think they ever took their eyes off that beetle to know what was happening up on the house.
Both older brothers, as was told to me, were on Grandma's back porch with a couple Red Riders in hand. There was a beetle crawling across the porch, so they both took to standing over it and shooting at it while it made its way across the porch. They followed it around firing away as rapidly as they could. The BBs, of course, bounced nicely off that concrete slab, and then chipped away at each of the window panes that made up the back wall of her house. I don't think they ever took their eyes off that beetle to know what was happening up on the house.
Once drove to the range without ammo for one of the guns. Luckily I had others.
Slide bite during dis/reassembly? Many times. Ruger MkIII is notorious for that. Try explaining to your buddies why the blood blister on your finger is the exact shape of a 1911 slide stop, or Ruger bolt corner.
Had one ND in my lifetime, scary but outdoors and no one was hurt.
Lot's of "oops"es with knives, needles, staple guns, etc.
Once left a pair of expensive steel plate targets at the range. Didn't even realize it for a couple weeks. They were long gone when I went back to check.
Have definitely lost a couple springs to the dreaded "sproiiiiinnng".
Just last week I was cleaning my reloading press and accidentally dumped about 50 small rifle primers onto the dark carpeted floor... spent 30 minutes finding and collecting them with tweezers.
Slide bite during dis/reassembly? Many times. Ruger MkIII is notorious for that. Try explaining to your buddies why the blood blister on your finger is the exact shape of a 1911 slide stop, or Ruger bolt corner.
Had one ND in my lifetime, scary but outdoors and no one was hurt.
Lot's of "oops"es with knives, needles, staple guns, etc.
Once left a pair of expensive steel plate targets at the range. Didn't even realize it for a couple weeks. They were long gone when I went back to check.
Have definitely lost a couple springs to the dreaded "sproiiiiinnng".
Just last week I was cleaning my reloading press and accidentally dumped about 50 small rifle primers onto the dark carpeted floor... spent 30 minutes finding and collecting them with tweezers.
WardenWolf
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How about getting bitten by the bolt handle on an AK-47 type rifle. . .more than once? I shoot lefty, and, on some AK configurations, it's very easy to inadvertently have your off hand slide back behind the handguards. And, if you're a lefty, this can place your thumb behind the bolt handle. Yeah, that hurts, and can tear a nasty chunk of skin off. If you're LUCKY, it catches the webbing of your hand and doesn't do any real damage. And to top it off, a couple of times it wasn't a normal AK. It was a PSL, firing a big freaking 7.62x54R round. Needless to say, I've learned my lesson. I also replaced my AK's handguards with ones that have a hump, so I'll KNOW if my hand's not positioned right.
jayjaypunisher
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was cleaning a berretta 92 after a combat match at Fort benning, got er all lookin pretty and put it back together, didnt rotate take down lever down, and talkin to a buddy all cool like (just won that one match), released the slide release and off goes the whole slide into some soft sand and dirt, felt like a ****!
swiftak
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Went duck hunting and forgot shotgun. Couple of years ago
Went duck hunting and dropped shotgun in river. A few years ago.
Sharpening a pencil and cut my thigh open. Six stitches. Forty years ago.
Dropping a pocket knife point down on the wood floor of a front porch so it would stick
in the floor. My brother grabbed the knife by the handle and I grabbed the blade in the
palm of my hand. A few more stitches. Forty five years ago.
I don't seem to be getting any smarter.
Come on all you people who haven't fessed up yet.
Went duck hunting and dropped shotgun in river. A few years ago.
Sharpening a pencil and cut my thigh open. Six stitches. Forty years ago.
Dropping a pocket knife point down on the wood floor of a front porch so it would stick
in the floor. My brother grabbed the knife by the handle and I grabbed the blade in the
palm of my hand. A few more stitches. Forty five years ago.
I don't seem to be getting any smarter.
Come on all you people who haven't fessed up yet.
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