I tried to sew something on my mom's sewing machine, got my finger caught, and put the needle and thread through the nail of my index finger. Sometime later I was upset with the sewing machine and decided to pee in the wicker basket next to the sewing machine with scraps of fabric inside.
I was practicing archery in my backyard and become bored with being able to see the target, so went to the front of the house and shot the arrows over the house to see who could come the closest to hitting the target.
Decided to attempt the sideways splits with my legs, so I slowly allowed my legs to spread apart, once my muscles relaxed enough I would slide down more. I made it all the way down with each leg out to each side but I could not get myself out of that position until my mom came by to pull me up a long time later. That hurt very bad.
Playing baseball in the backyard, I consistently hit line drives back at my brother who was standing no more than 10 feet away and pitching me the ball. At the time that was a long distance and I was so proud I was hitting the ball. My brother soon tired of getting hit like this and decided to stop pitching me the ball. He then wanted me to pitch the ball to him and I refused thinking there was no way I wanted to get hit by the ball like he had been.
The string broke on my guitar and the guitar string was not repaired for a long time afterwards. I thought the guitar was ruined so I decided to act like that player from KISS and destroyed my guitar on the driveway as if I was starring in a rock concert.
I hit my brother over the head with a real golf club during a fight over a round of golf in the backyard.
Every time I heard ringing in my ears I would think it was the secret police calling me to tell me there were more bad guys to fight so I would reply to them by talking into my hand and then go fight these bad guys like I was Steve Austin of the Six Million Dollar Man tv show. I had a hard time mastering that long leap in the air he would often do.
A friend of mine recently decided to try target shooting with a bb rifle. He put his index finger over the end of the barrel to hold it in place for a better shot. Upon pulling the trigger he felt a flash of pain in his index finger and found the nail torn off as the bb went right through the tip of his finger.
I would intentionally leave fish entrails in various places in the campground after a day of fishing just so I could hear and sometimes see the bears come by that night.
My mom put myself and my brothers in the car, started the car, then went back inside the house because she forgot something. In that time, I unhooked myself from my carseat, climbed into the front seat, put the car in gear, and while standing on the driver's seat I steared the car as the idling engine carried us right into the house across the street.
My friend and I each recieved brand new football helmets one spring so we decided to act like the football players did standing in their starting position line. We then simulated hiking the ball and hit each other's helmet covered head with our own. The helmets did not protect us as well as we expected and we fell to the ground.