Let Me Tell You About The Time... ~Shareing our favorite moments~

[SilverDragon]

The name is self-explanatory! On this thread, we can post our favorite moments...memories, trips, or funny things that have happened to us. Basically anything goes, as long as it is true! The purpose of this thread is mainly a pick-me-up...to laugh and enjoy anothers story.
I have always loved sharing my favorite memories! Some are about pranks I have tried to pull or that were pulled on me...many of them failing in hilarious fashion! Some are happy, feel-good memories of times with my loved ones and still others are just those funny circumstances life throws in our lap...the ones you always look back and laugh at.

Here we can post these "quirks of life"! Enjoy.

Rules:
All BYC rules apply.
Make sure all of what you post it true...no making up stuff to post, please.
Nothing sad either! But, if it is sad and has a happy ending...that's fine.
Make sure to have fun and laugh out loud! After all...laughter is good for body and soul!
(P.S. - A good story always deserves a bit of embellishment...no lies about what really happened...but maybe a bit of literary license...you'll see what I mean in the memory below...)

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I'll start:
Right before the year 2000, some may remember or have been told, everyone was freaking out because they thought all the computers would crash or something, rendering our electricity null and void. Some people really took this seriously...it was like the precursor of the end of the world or something. They stocked up on preservable foods and lived in fear...yada yada yada.
And one of my Dad's coworkers actually built an underground storm shelter and got goats for milk and kept them there even though it was against the city's laws to have goats....yeah, I know....weird. But that's what I'm told happened!
So...as a prank...my older second cousins on my Dad's Father's side, Travis and Nathan, decided that on New Years Eve...when everyone was together and celebrating New Years and counting down...they would flip the switch on the power box for our house making the power go out! And since we live in the country, it would look like the power really HAD gone out!!!
Genius.
(Actually I think it was my Great-uncles idea...he was the master prankster of the whole family, both dad's and mom's side which are both quite extensive...he thought me all I know. I was his star pupal! He even said I was better at coming up with and carrying out pranks than Travis and Nathan even though they pulled this one off! Anyway...I'm getting ahead of myself...)
So my family and their friends were packed in the living room, counting down...10....9....8...they didn't notice that Travis and Nathan were missing....7....6....5...the two troublemakers had climbed up to the box outside and opened it up, Travis' finger hovering over the switch...4...3....2.....
POP!
The lights went out....
The room was hushed.....
Everyone took a moment to reflect on what just happened and then....
They all started to talk, some laughing not believing, some crying, mostly the women, but all trying to talk louder that their neighbor in true family style...
They all rushed outside and looked around...the sky was dark...the fields were dark....the neighbors houses were...
"Halloo!" someone called. "Lookit yonder!"
((um...just for reference...we live in the Ozarks. That means we always speak like this on our home turf no matter how cultured we may be elsewhere. Some call it Hick Speech, some call it Hillbilly...but the proper term is Redneck. Translation: "What's this? Look over there! They have power!"))
Everyone turned as one and saw, to everyone's delight or chagrin, that the neighbors, indeed, had power. Then, high above them, they heard the sniggering and hooting of my two rascally cousins, still up by the power box!
My Great Uncle Eldon just laughed knowingly.
But every one laughed. The joke was on them but they loved it! After all...pranks and good times are in our blood.

I was a very little girl at the time and don't remember all the details of this escapade so I can't say for sure what was really said...((hint hint)) but I do remember being super excited when it all happened. I have recorded this escapade with the help of my grandparents and cousins and family members who have told me this story over and over as I grew up.
Thank you Papa John and Nana!
And to all who read this, I hope you had a good laugh at our expense!

Cheers!
Silverdragon

 

[NinjaRooster]

I'm thinking... I'm thinking... I'm thinking... Yeah, I got nothin.


Oh yeah, let me tell you about the time I almost flipped a dunebuggy on top of me.

Okay, so it wasn't really a dunebuggy. It was a Power Wheels electric car (which by the way, is how I learned to drive). Now, this was waaay back when I was (really little) living in that dry desert place, known as The Land Of Enchantment. I would take my little (actually, it was pretty good size) electric buggy out into our back yard and drive to my hearts content. Well, until the battery ran out that is. I got pretty good at telling how long the charge would last; but if I didn't, I would be stuck somewhere out behind a giant sand dune with buzzards circling over head. Okay, maybe I misjudged the size of the "sand dunes". They were actually just piles of dirt about 3 feet tall on the sides of a large square pit about 4 feet deep. At one point, this pit was going to be used for a foundation or something, but instead, it was left untouched. The buzzards however, were very real. So one hot summer day, I was adventuring around and the battery started to die. Now I was heading back home, minding my own business, when suddenly a giant sand dune appeared on the side of the road. I knew I should have stayed on the walkway, but I had this curiosity in my head: would the car make it up that hill? Of course not, the battery was almost dead. I decided to try anyway, expecting to have no luck and head home. I swung the car to the left, threw the gear selector into "HIGH", and planted my right foot on the pedal. The buggy wheeled up the hill, the motors and gears whirring. As I reached the top, I tried to stop and go backwards; but (good ol' Murpy's Law) I had too much forward momentum. The motors spun the wheel in reverse; the wheels clawed for traction. I was surely heading for a fall into the pit of eternal doom. Just as adrenalin began to kick in, my dad came over and remedied my crisis. Turns out, he had been watching the whole time; but totally not expecting that to happen!

To this day NOBODY can figure out how, with that dead battery, I ever managed to get into such a predicament.

 

[SilverDragon]

Lol, that's so cool! I laughed so hard! Really nice story, thanks for sharing!

 

[NinjaRooster]

Lol, that's so cool! I laughed so hard! Really nice story, thanks for sharing!

haha, you're welcome. I thought I had a few more good ones.... But I can't seem to remember them. hmm, maybe later!

 

[NinjaRooster]

Let me tell you... About the time I read the wrong speed of of my speedometer.
(this short story may or may not have happened about three hours ago...)


Back story: 1992 Toyota Camry, 2.2 liter 4 cylinder, 5 speed manual transmission. (Sorry guys, I'm a car nut.) The Speedometer does NOT work. (Or the odometer for that matter...) But, thanks to the invention of the iPhone, well, There's an app for that.

So its dark, and I'm heading home from the store. (Actually, I'm pulling out onto a country highway.) My "speedometer" is sitting up on the dashboard. As I pull up to the parking lot exit, I see a string of traffic coming. If I go now, I can make it just fine; if I wait, I'll be sitting for quite some time. I decide to jump for it, and I roll onto the road in 2nd gear. This car is not really excellent at taking off in second gear. I should have shifted into first, but it won't engage that gear unless the car is stopped. I open up the throttle a good bit to get at least a sense of moving quickly. I shift into 3rd gear and glance at my speed; How on earth am I doing 50 mph?! Next, into 4th, I see that I am already up to 75. Then 5th. I know that in 5th gear, at 2250 rpm, you will be doing 55. The "speedometer" reads closer to 90. Okaaaayyyy, starting to panic here. OOOHHHH! Now I feel like a complete idiot. That's not Miles Per Hour... Its KILOMETERS Per Hour!

I had somehow managed to bump the kph button... silly me...

Lesson learned: Don't trust electronics, and always go with your gut.

 

[Delta2 23]

My friend and I always sat on the same bench in chemistry class. Once, our teacher was handing out prism boxes, one per desk, so we could all have a look at the visible light spectrum. My friend had a look at ours first then passed it to me, but I couldn't see anything... so I summoned the teacher. He looked through it, obviously not seeing anything either, and after twiddling the knob on the side gave it back to me, saying that it probably wasn't calibrated correctly and it was working now.

Upon hearing this, my friend yelled out plaintively "But I did see rainbows!!!"

lol that was hilarious.



Oh, and there was another time in chem when we were talking about electrons transitioning between energy levels (more of a physics thing but those two subjects always used to overlap) and, in an attempt to fill the befuddled silence following the explanation, I pointed to my textbook and said, "So you mean to say this purple colour is caused by electrons moving around on the page?"
Teacher replied, "Well, yes."
My friend gasped and siezed her textbook, pulling it towards her face until it touched her nose, so she could have a closer look.

That was also hilarious.

 

[NinjaRooster]

My friend and I always sat on the same bench in chemistry class. Once, our teacher was handing out prism boxes, one per desk, so we could all have a look at the visible light spectrum. My friend had a look at ours first then passed it to me, but I couldn't see anything... so I summoned the teacher. He looked through it, obviously not seeing anything either, and after twiddling the knob on the side gave it back to me, saying that it probably wasn't calibrated correctly and it was working now.

Upon hearing this, my friend yelled out plaintively "But I did see rainbows!!!"

lol that was hilarious.


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wonder what color rainbows!

 

[Delta2 23]

Well rainbows are what one is meant to see when one looks through the prism box. (As in normal, "seven colour" rainbows - even though it's technically a gradient everyone thinks of it as seven colours) Prism splits up incoming white light into its different components by refracting each wavelength of light to a different degree (shorter wavelength = higher wave speed = higher angle of refraction) so the colours spread out in rainbows.

Anyway, it was just funny because of the way it sounded. Like she'd just had a vision or something, lol.

 

[NinjaRooster]

Well rainbows are what one is meant to see when one looks through the prism box. (As in normal, "seven colour" rainbows - even though it's technically a gradient everyone thinks of it as seven colours) Prism splits up incoming white light into its different components by refracting each wavelength of light to a different degree (shorter wavelength = higher wave speed = higher angle of refraction) so the colours spread out in rainbows.

Anyway, it was just funny because of the way it sounded. Like she'd just had a vision or something, lol.

I know. I was just wondering what kind of rainbow one would see if their are no rainbow to see in the first place.

 

[Delta2 23]

I don't know. There's a chance we were both looking at it wrong, or maybe she was the one who accidentally moved the knob. Or maybe she was really having hallucinations (just kidding!)