Yep, JoeExpat wins.
If you ever meet him in person, run away.
If you ever meet him in person, run away.
Your Scariest Moment/s
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Nope, I recon this one takes the price for most dangerous move ever. It's one thing to die, but what if you live???
scariest moment was in april 2014. i was in jordan and a rented a rental car and after driving at stopping at the red light, a car crashed into me and atruck behind the car trashed the car that crashed into me.
in a split moment, the place was crowded with nearly a hundred people going to the scene of the accident shouting in arabic. I thought i was going to be killed. Next thing police came etc and was brought to a cell in the police station.
they said you gotto go to court the following day and i didn't i wouldn't be allowed to leave the country. luckily the court found it in my favour and i escaped unharmed.
in a split moment, the place was crowded with nearly a hundred people going to the scene of the accident shouting in arabic. I thought i was going to be killed. Next thing police came etc and was brought to a cell in the police station.
they said you gotto go to court the following day and i didn't i wouldn't be allowed to leave the country. luckily the court found it in my favour and i escaped unharmed.
Getting sicker and sicker in hospital and no one knowing what was wrong with you. Hearing ICU Specialist tell your family putting you in a coma is the only chance of survival.
Waking up 2+ weeks later not knowing where you were, why you are there, and not remembering who a lot of people were. Seeing people pass-away in ICU.
Waking up 2+ weeks later not knowing where you were, why you are there, and not remembering who a lot of people were. Seeing people pass-away in ICU.
That's not dangerous. If she asks you a question, be a Man and answer honestly. If she doesn't like the answer, tough.
Far out, dude. That's gnarly as.
Scariest - doing the Cedar Creek Falls (Mount Tambourine) jump something like this video. Was the longest few seconds of my life and I still get an adrenalIn rush watching others doing it!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XW96eS35jd8&feature=youtube_gdata_player
After often Water skiing with mature, safety conscious people I than did water-skiing with ametuers. I was waiting for the que to be dropped off. The ametuers had no code and I ended up just missing a tree in the water by about a meter! Too close!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XW96eS35jd8&feature=youtube_gdata_player
After often Water skiing with mature, safety conscious people I than did water-skiing with ametuers. I was waiting for the que to be dropped off. The ametuers had no code and I ended up just missing a tree in the water by about a meter! Too close!
4 years old I was trapped in our apartment with mum and sister 8th floor on a 9 story building, while in the apartment 8.2 earthquake hit, the main door jammed. Our apartment leaned against the building next to us and didn't collapse, our neighbour kicked the door open to get us out and we ran down.....there was 6x 9 story buildings next to ours with every single one crushing down killing all inside, including 4 of my first cousins.RIP
I still remember it like it was yesterday I don't know how I can being that young.
I still remember it like it was yesterday I don't know how I can being that young.
Can one of the women please answer for us all why women ask this stupid question.
Definitely lying in emergency at hospital before third back surgery in three months, feeling the nerve pain down both legs getting more and more painful by the hour.
Then doctor telling me about all the additional risks of the this surgery over and about the previous two due to the prosthetic disc pushing heavily on the spinal cord. 2% this, and 4% that, infection this and paralysis that.
Pretty soft compared to some of the experiences here!!
Then doctor telling me about all the additional risks of the this surgery over and about the previous two due to the prosthetic disc pushing heavily on the spinal cord. 2% this, and 4% that, infection this and paralysis that.
Pretty soft compared to some of the experiences here!!
We ask it for the same reason men ask us, "does size really matter?" We know you blokes want to be lied to just as much as we do .As long as both sexes always respond that a woman's bum NEVER looks 'big' in ANYTHING or that size really does NOT matter, the human race will continue on just fine and dandy.
We're asking if an outfit is flattering or unflattering. It's a poorly phrased question and not one I've ever asked (because I know what size my butt is, I'm not an idiot), but I always ask my hubbie what he thinks of my outfit, accessories, etc., because I trust his sense of style
Scary for me was a fight I got forced into while at boarding school back in the early 80s . I think I was 15 .Me and my big mouth
The guy opened the side of my head up like a melon and I think I lost a piece of my ear that I wasn't using anyway ! A mate stepped in and relieved the pressure by knocking some of the guys teeth out . The whole event traumatised me and even now , 30 years later it bothers me to think about it .
That's what I all scary .
The guy opened the side of my head up like a melon and I think I lost a piece of my ear that I wasn't using anyway ! A mate stepped in and relieved the pressure by knocking some of the guys teeth out . The whole event traumatised me and even now , 30 years later it bothers me to think about it .
That's what I all scary .
My scariest moment was back in my early 20's..
I rolled out the Raffles pub with a mate and jump in a friend of my mates car who was an absolute maniac with the accelerator flat to the floor speeding down streets driving straight through stop sign intersections without even looking or slowing down. Its just by sheet luck no one was coming across those intersections. We drove a few kms like that.
I rolled out the Raffles pub with a mate and jump in a friend of my mates car who was an absolute maniac with the accelerator flat to the floor speeding down streets driving straight through stop sign intersections without even looking or slowing down. Its just by sheet luck no one was coming across those intersections. We drove a few kms like that.
Marc, you're asking for an answer based on the male thought process. That is, logic and reason. You're not going to get one. Womens thought process is based on emotion and their feelings. That's not a criticism, that's just the way it is. Another way to look at it is this: Men communicate overtly, women communicate covertly.
The male thought process answer to this question is: When women ask you this question, they are looking for validation.
Swinging above tiger sharks
First year Uni student. Working on an offshore oil platform in the middle of nowhere in fairly deep (80m) water.
Busily working away at the compressor level (above 26m above the ocean) when both the electrician and the mechanic come running up, grab me and scream "you've gotta come down to the seadeck....you'll never see this again in your life".
Drop what I'm doing and we all make a mad scrabble down the numerous flights of stairs clinging to the big legs of the platform to an amazing view.
The ocean was foaming white with an enormous school of fish, each silver about 2 foot long, all jammed up, so tightly packed they were thrashing about vertically instead of swimming horizontally.
Looked out to the boundary of the school, and a big school of about 20 or 25 tiger sharks had hustled them up and the fish were trying to take refuge in and amongst the platform legs. The platform was about 80m x 25m with 8 legs, but the school of fish was too big to fit, so they were squishing into one another to get away from the sharks.
The sharks, in a co-ordinated team effort, would swim close to the fish on one side of the platform, forcing the fish to bulge out on the other side, where other sharks would take the opportunity to spiral through at enormous speed, open their gob and couldn't help but get about 15 fish at once. Once they'd had a feed, they'd start circling the school again for their mates to have a crack.
Blood in the water everywhere.
Fascinating to watch, but it was at this point the mad Irish sparky grabbed the big sea landing rope, a big 4" diameter 26m long knotted rope, and swung out in a big lazy arc over the water right where the sharks were.
Mechanic went next.
Then it was my turn. I said no way. I had visions of some ridiculous truth dare game when you were a kid, but these were seriously big hungry 14 foot tiger sharks circling right there in and amongst the blood.
They weren't going to let me go back up to the platform until I had done it.
Swinging out in overalls and big heavy steel capped boots, clinging on to this fat rope with slippery and sweaty palms for dear life was one of those moments when time stopped. The worst bit was at the end of the long arc swing when for what seemed like ages you went nowhere, many metres away from the safety of the platform and directly above a huge tiger shark.
The knees were a tad wobbly climbing back up the stairs after it was all over.
First year Uni student. Working on an offshore oil platform in the middle of nowhere in fairly deep (80m) water.
Busily working away at the compressor level (above 26m above the ocean) when both the electrician and the mechanic come running up, grab me and scream "you've gotta come down to the seadeck....you'll never see this again in your life".
Drop what I'm doing and we all make a mad scrabble down the numerous flights of stairs clinging to the big legs of the platform to an amazing view.
The ocean was foaming white with an enormous school of fish, each silver about 2 foot long, all jammed up, so tightly packed they were thrashing about vertically instead of swimming horizontally.
Looked out to the boundary of the school, and a big school of about 20 or 25 tiger sharks had hustled them up and the fish were trying to take refuge in and amongst the platform legs. The platform was about 80m x 25m with 8 legs, but the school of fish was too big to fit, so they were squishing into one another to get away from the sharks.
The sharks, in a co-ordinated team effort, would swim close to the fish on one side of the platform, forcing the fish to bulge out on the other side, where other sharks would take the opportunity to spiral through at enormous speed, open their gob and couldn't help but get about 15 fish at once. Once they'd had a feed, they'd start circling the school again for their mates to have a crack.
Blood in the water everywhere.
Fascinating to watch, but it was at this point the mad Irish sparky grabbed the big sea landing rope, a big 4" diameter 26m long knotted rope, and swung out in a big lazy arc over the water right where the sharks were.
Mechanic went next.
Then it was my turn. I said no way. I had visions of some ridiculous truth dare game when you were a kid, but these were seriously big hungry 14 foot tiger sharks circling right there in and amongst the blood.
They weren't going to let me go back up to the platform until I had done it.
Swinging out in overalls and big heavy steel capped boots, clinging on to this fat rope with slippery and sweaty palms for dear life was one of those moments when time stopped. The worst bit was at the end of the long arc swing when for what seemed like ages you went nowhere, many metres away from the safety of the platform and directly above a huge tiger shark.
The knees were a tad wobbly climbing back up the stairs after it was all over.
