Once when I was about 21 I decided to go fishing off side of this little pond that built under a bridge down the road from a prison. Anyways my choice of bait this day was worms and the fish were going wild for it, I had a stringer cast over on this log when the water started to get darker. I had about 12 perch and a couple of bass on there when I heard it.....A large splashing sound. To me the sound was unmistakable. I knew it. I ran to look at the splashing source and there in the water at least 6 and a half feet long was the ugliest water mocassin I had seen with over half of my stringer in his mouth. His mouth was full so he couldnt bite me. Taking advantage of this while I could, I reached into the water and grabbed the snake out by his throat and started bashing his neck against my knee until it stopped moving. I pulled my stringer from its mouth but most of them were already turning blue and yellow from the poison in them, so I had to throw them away. I decided to keep the dead snake though, I figured I would skin it later, so I ran back to my car and grabbed a a large bag and brought it back and put the snake it and placed it in the trunk of my car. Not long after I got home, I was putting my fishing stuff up when I went to open the trunk and a scary, sick feeling hit my stomach. I barely opened it a foot or so when I saw that enormous snake sitting there in coiled position ready to strike. It looked like it was ******* pissed. I had barely been standing there thirty seconds when the snake lounged out missing me by maybe a foot. I took off down the street towards my neighbors house in a quick pace and sure enough and horrifyingly enough the snake was slythering towards me as fast as it could which was too fast for my tastes. There were at least twelve neightbors who watched this whole event unfold...Getting there, my neightbor was already outside and I arrived in his yard. He had seen the monster follow me and had gone inside to get his long dagger, he used for hunting. As I distracted the snake, he came up behind it, which has since followed me to his yard, and took a huge swipe with that dagger nearly cutting half its head off. Finally. It wasnt long after that police showed up because someone had called them about the snake apparently. Since it was dead they let me keep it but I still had to give a report of what happened. Telling the cops this story made me look probably quite stupid to th em. Anyways the snakes body didnt stop squirming for quite a bit after its head had been neatly dagger shaven, later I skinned it and I have its skin to this day This was definetly one of my best adventures. Thanks for asking the question, I have never told anyone this story. I remember it like yesterday though it's been awhile. Hope this was what you were looking for.
2006-09-27 03:41:34
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answered by Sticky Icky the Wizard 1
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My craziest adventure was travelling in the upper Great Lakes area to go to a concert in Chicago in January... during a record-setting cold spell where the ACTUAL TEMPERATURE at the lakefront was 49 below zero and the wind chill was 87 below. NO JOKE.
Our friend drove us to the train station and her car's defroster stopped working so we had to keep scraping the frost off the windshield as she drove.
Our train going back home was delayed for 10 hours due to snow and ice. We had to hang around Union Station for all that time and because of other delays it was too crowded to sit anywhere but on the floor... when our train finally got to the station and everyone boarded, it had turned into a full-on blizzard. The diesel fuel that the train ran on kept freezing, the train would stall AND the power (and heat!) inside the train would go out. We were all in our seats wearing our coats and whatever extra clothes and blankets we could find.
Some of the engineers had to suit up like they were at the North Pole and go outside, under the train, with special torches to heat the fuel lines back up. The diner and snack cars ran out of food... all my friends and I had for dinner and breakfast was m&m's and Corn-nuts!
What was normally a 3 hour trip home by train ended up being half a day.
All of this to see a concert from a band we'd already seen 5 times within the previous 6 months!
.... oh... lol... the band was Duran Duran....
2006-09-27 10:56:28
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answered by MissJ 3
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Umm.... haven't had too many so far cuz thats how much life I've lived through. Probably my first week at camp, because my friend got caught up in this humongous love triangle and it resulted in putting the giant ants and spiders to good use and people falling into the pond.
2006-09-27 10:23:19
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answered by woot 3
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I lived in El Cajon (near San Diego). I was upset so I got on a bus and went to Arizona with only the clothes on my back. I met a guy, stayed at his brother's house, then got back on the bus the next day and went home. That's just one of my spontaneous trips when I was under 20.
2006-09-27 10:20:15
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answered by Jazmanana 4
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Hiring a driver in Cairo to drive just us to Luxor and few other places.We were on paths that were so bumpy my head kept tapping the ceiling of the van.We stopped at some roadside restaurants that I dont think they had seen many Tourists.
2006-09-27 10:16:59
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answered by Anonymous
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Ridding a old Jollopy without my parents permission in Kc. It was a neighbor's but all the kids in the neighborhood sat on a trunk and it had no and I mean no seat belts. I got grounded for riding it without my mom & stepdad permission.
2006-09-27 10:16:15
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answered by Anonymous
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I was going through a long and messy break up (at the time I didn’t know it was a break up…but in retrospect I can see it for what it was) and dabbling a bit in Buddhism. One night, after a house meeting with my someday-to-be-ex girlfriend, her soon-to-be-new boyfriend and others, and feeling the teenaged angst that accompanies such moments, I decided to leave my car and take a walk to get rid of the negative energy coursing through me.
One of my friends had tagged along, wanting to let me vent my feelings on him. Being a guy, my feelings were my own and not necessary to share, so I wanted him to leave. I offered him my car (’79 Subaru DL wagon), my home (week to week rental downtown), my job (take my job…please) – anything to get away from me. It was all for naught. So, I told him that my plan for the evening was his worst fear: we were going to get thrown in jail.
By that time, our route had taken us near an on-ramp to I-70, west of I-25 in north Denver (Pecos St. if you know the place). I told him that we were going to strip naked and walk down I-70 to I-25. He thought I was kidding. I dropped my laundry and started walking onto the highway. I don’t think even got his shirt unbuttoned halfway.
I walked down I-70, naked, waving at honking cars and reveling in all that I had been given at birth. I got to I-25, and crossed the highway (dangerous with clothes on, even more so buck naked.) I walked back to Pecos and found that my pile of clothes, and my friend, were both gone. A quick look found him at a payphone (thank goodness this was before the age of cellphones, or I might never have found him). I went over to him, put on my clothes that were at his feet, and walked away. He was talking to another friend of ours, and apparently decided that I had earned the right to be alone.
[Incidentally, he told me later that week that the police stopped by while he was on the phone (after I left fully clothed) and asked if he had seen a naked guy walk down the street. He admitted that he did, but that the man was clothed now…and he didn’t know the place to where that man had gone.]
2006-09-27 10:41:51
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answered by Maddog Salamander 5
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Would you think I'm crazy if I said my craziest adventure was working?! LOL
2006-09-27 10:35:39
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answered by dyingatwork 6
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I just read some of the adventure that people have posted. Surely there must be someone out there with an amazing tale of some kind, like being involved in a cop car chase! I'm beginning to think my life was more eventful than I thought It was! All the adventures i've had usually have been when i'm on holiday
In india we took a flight to Delhi, we somehow how to get to the north of India 7 hours away. It was amazing we hired this rickety old taxi to get to a bus stop. There were hundreds of dodgy buses with people scramming to get on the roofs and everything. We found a bus and it was so uncomfortable, and full of our luggage. As we drove to Punjab we saw everything, cars, horses, elephants, bikes...overturned buses! Not the mention the fact that my mom got into a full scale conversation with all the people on the bus and started talking about those pakistani's in the north. Awesome adventure! A few years later we went back and I went to Amritsar with my cousins. There were about 7 of us and we had justed visited a holy temple. We had to head back and it was already 10pm. There were no taxis only these motorised 3 wheeled rickshaws. So all go on it. I was literally hanging out of the rickshaw dodging oncoming traffic with my legs. We got to the bus stop at 12am and we found one bus driver heading out, so we got on, only after waiting for him to drink his pot of tea at the side of road. It was completely foggy and you couldn't see anything, we almost hit oncoming traffic about 5 times. I looked at my watch and i realised that it was new years eve and it had just past 12, so I said happy new year to the only person who was awake. We eventually got back around 4am after waking a guy sleeping in his minivan and bribing him to give us a lift home.
Another adventure i remember was when me and my friends went to Sicily. We had been there for a day and we wanted to go see the city of Palermo so we rented out some pedal bikes. The best desicion ever. Have you ever seen traffic in Italy? It's crazy, every car has a dent in it somewhere, it's natural. So we rode all around the city dodging traffic and ignoring the rules of the road. We eventually had to cross this huge main road, 5 lanes of traffic and no traffic lights. Almost got killed, lots of horns, some angry Sicillians - very fun. We later rode 11km through these hills and narrow roads to get to a beach called Mondello. If you ever get the chance in your life to come to Sicilily, definately go see Mondello beach, it's breathtaking.
The best part of that holiday was Catania. We wanted to see the countryside so we hired a huge van and drove across Sicily to get to this youth hostel. When we eventually found it, we got 2for1 vouchers on drinks so we orderded these huge jugs of vine and got lashed. Decided to get even more wasted we headed on over to a wine bar and I bet my mate flic she wouldn't be able to get a ride on a moped. 10 mins later she convinces these two sicilians, Salvo and Oriazi to let her go on their moped. Anyway, they ended up taking us to an Irish bar (in Sicily?) and we just had an awesome night, I almost got off with this very nice American chick from the hostel, she was from Washington :) .
Good times, hows about you Kiki, what's your craziest adventure. By the way, I have very indian brown eyes, but I can make flame come out of them :)
2006-09-27 11:29:50
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answered by Joe_Floggs 3
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Going to Italy.!
2006-09-27 12:43:45
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answered by Anry 7
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