While growing up, my younger brother was a ghost. He was incredibly quiet and had a habit of completely disappearing. I was playing with him outside once (I was 4-5, he was 2-3) I went into the garage for literally minute to grab a toy. When I came back out, he was halfway across an acre field we lived near. How he cleared it in such a quick time, idk. He turned and saw me, laughed, and kept running. Had to sprint to catch up to him and bring him back home. Whenever we went camping with family, one adult had a baton that signified that they were on his watch. Their job was to watch him constantly. No talking or engaging in conversation. Just watch him. They switched out every 20 min or so. I can't imagine the stress he caused on my parents. He would also sneak out of the house early in the morning (5-6 AM) and go across to our neighbors whenever he was washing his car, boat, or motorcycle. He'd be there for hours until my parents woke up. They eventually had to turn his door lock around to keep him from getting out (he'd use a stool and unhitch the top lock on the front door). Freaking little McGyver
I, once walk into the next room to get a drink and came to my grandfather cursing, my mother laughing, my son yelling " do it again, do it again". And soda dipping from the ceiling.
If this was somewhere that gets freezing temperatures, this could have been an exploding soda can. If you leave them outside or in an unheated garage and they partially freeze, when opened the expansion of the ice will force the remaining liquid out in anything from a fizz to a glorious geyser. As a Minnesotan (USA state), I've sprayed the ceiling with coke more than once in my life. Also, my Dad split his childhood between Philadelphia and Colorado. Whenever they drove west they'd buy a 12-pack in Philly (sea-level air pressure), drive it to Colorado, take all the cans out and shake them up real good, then give them away to unsuspecting friends/strangers...
@@sturmovik5448 lived in Montana, had a soda can explode in my car once from heat and once from cold. Both times left a clean seam on the can, just popped the entire lid off unperforated.
Well here is one... So my kids were almost 2 and they came to tell me they want egg and i told them to give me a minute, so maybe it was like a min or two after i go in to the kitchen and my daughter is sitting on the floor next to the fridge, so i tell her to get up cause the floor is cold, but then i see a smal trail of broken eggs from her feet to the garbage so i go to pick her up and she starts crying and i start laughing... she set on the rest of the eggs that she didn't have time to put in the garbage so i don't see, but i told her that is ok and even i drop stuff from time to time. I have another one from then they were even smaller, but it's nasty so i won't share (they r twins so they did a lot so crazy stuff).
That gym class accident- that’s so awful for so many reasons. Obviously terrible for the friend in the accident and his family but also for the students that witnessed it. That trama could follow them for life. And depending on what exactly happened, they could develop survivors guilt. I hope the narrator of the story doesn’t carry any “if I was there, maybe things would have been different- my friend wouldn’t be in that position to have that accident and would be here today.” Nobody knows those things, what could have been. I wish everyone involved the best of luck and health.
@@Skylikesavation part of raising/teaching children is keeping the from finding ways to creatively unalive themselves and unfortunately it doesn't always end the way you would hope
@@Skylikesavation when I was a kid, and this person may be my age, we had ropes hanging from the ceiling you were forced to climb to the top. We also had trampolines and other gymnastic equipment like the “horse,” parallel bars, and the uneven bars women’s gymnastics use. It was a public school. I fell on the trampoline and my neck whipped over the edge and I got a severe case of whiplash. Today my neck is a mess from that. Also dislocated my shoulder on the uneven bars. Kids used to get hurt in gym class all the time but usually not fatally. There are also frequently open bleachers in a gym.
@@debshaw680 yikes an accident like yours could easily turn fatal and I'm glad it didn't. I was expecting that to rake different, darker turn when you mentioned rope
@@Skylikesavation my guess is that they were playing dodgeball or something that involved running and he slipped and hit the back of his head against something really hard.
From a person I know: Watched the news Left for work Arrived 2 minutes later Was told of an awful attack upon arrival, despite it not being on the news when they left The date of this commute? 9/11/2001 The time of the commute? 8:45 am EST to 8:47 am EST
Not minutes, but missed two weeks of work with illness. I'm in charge of my department so in my absence a power struggle ensued between my support and the guy who thought deserved to be my support, people picked sides, it was civil war. 4 people out of my crew of 12 quit in between the time I went on fmla and the time I returned.
Was sitting in class and everyone was a little loud. I went to the library and got a book, this took a couple minutes because I already new which book I’d be getting. When I got back everyone was dead silent and the teacher was thinking of a class punishment. I was excluded because I wasn’t part of the apparent chaos. Later I found out apparently there was basically a mosh pit that started with two kids fighting and escalated like it does in those bar fights on movies.
I was 8 months pregnant and my husband was gone for the night. I decided to treat myself to some disgustingly delicious fast food. I planned to veg out watching reality TV and eating the bad food. I NEVER let my husband see me in that condition but I was looking forward to it. I put the bag of food on the night stand and waddled my way to the dresser so I can change into stretchy pants. Within that few seconds my dog jumped up and ate/licked all the food. 😭😭😭😭 I was so tired I literally just gave up.
When I was like 3 and my brother was like 2, we were gonna walk up to the park, but my Mom just needed to put something in the house. She comes back after about a minute and my brother is gone. He had started walking toward the park (it was only a block and half away) and joined a group of kids with an adult. The adult took him to the police station (also nearby) and my Mom and I got there a couple minutes later.
A group of friends with kids all went to the little kid section of a water park. Splash pad type of stuff but way cooler. One friend's 5yo son thought it was funny to sit on one of the fountain jets that shoot out of the cement and redirect the water at people (it was). Then he decided it would be funny to pull down his swim trunks to do it. Except now the water wasn't really going anywhere. The mom saw it, ran over, grabbed him, and ran to the bathroom. She said the moment his butt touched the toilet seat a torrent of water came out. Kid gave himself a huge enema.
All's well as ends well, so I don't feel bad for laughing at that. I have a two-year-old and a one-year-old, and while my older son is way too smart for that I could see my younger one doing it for the heck of it.
When my mom was having me, she tried to tell the nurse I was coming but the nurse kept saying she wasn't all the way there yet. She barely had time to put on her gloves and mask before I apparently shot out marking my debut into this world. Had the other nurse not let out a startled noise, I probably would've been dropped. This is one of mom's favorite stories to tell me. Another incident was that my mom only looked away from my siblings and me for a few seconds before we snuck away. In the timeframe it took her to find us in our room, we snuck a cat into the house and it was under her bed. We wanted a pet cat but she told us no so we thought it would be a good idea to get one now and explain later.
Sounds like my boss' cat. He's overweight so he has a diet, and so he goes out at night to the neighbor's house, sneaks in through the pet flap(?) in the door and eats the dog's food while he's asleep. The dog knows this and hates the cat, and the cat has a tendency to sit JUST outside of reach of said dog and his leash, basically silently taunting him as the dog gets yelled at by his owners for barking all the time. Indoors he's an angel, outdoors (and out of our view) he apparently becomes a raging asshole.
@@Igoreuss my grand parents had a schnauzer, so sweet and beloved. My very Marine grandpa had taught him a little routine of tricks he would do when grandpa said 'treat time.' Very impressive. That dog was one of the very few creatures of which Grandpa approved. I swear, a couple of my aunts were jealous and resentful.
3:47 hit me hard I had some family over for swimming we were all having fun eventually everyone gets hungry so we all head inside and I volunteered to get food. I was gone for about 15 minutes and when I came back I asked where my daughter 21 months was nobody knew we checked the pool and she was there floating upside down in the water unfortunately she died. 😭 I had left her with four other adults and three kids ages 3,8,10. Everyone was so busy having a good time no one noticed she slipped back outside unnoticed every adult assumed someone else was watching her. If you have kids and a pool make damn sure you are constantly vigilant and have the proper fencing around your pool with automatically shutting gates we do now but we should have had them to begin with. Drowning is the number one cause of death for children under 4 and as the video says it only takes seconds and it's silent. Also I was told of another family in my town that happened the same day but it was a toddler and everyone was around the pool never take your eyes off your kids when they're swimming and if they can't swim have them wear a life jacket.
One time at a restaurant I was maybe 11 and there with my family. We were enjoying our meal when suddenly the couple at the table next to us started screaming. Apparently while trying to get through a tough bit of steak, the lady slipped with her knife and cut her finger clean off. They had paramedics swarming that area within minutes, and the lady just doubled over clutching her hand with a bunch of bloody napkins wrapped around her hand. Another waiter had the finger in a napkin as well that they put in a ziplock bag with ice for the paramedics to hopefully reattach it. The restaurant apologized profusely, reseated my family and everyone in that area and comped our meal. Definitely the wildest moment I’ve experienced out in public. Went from a nice dinner to an absolute bloodbath in seconds. Even though I was pretty young, I wasn’t like traumatized, they moved us pretty fast so I didn’t see much. My dad got the details from a waiter after they reseated us. Still something I’ll never forget tho.
This happened when I was 6 and my sister was 3. My mum, my sister and I were all in a room just vibing, when my mum went to her room to get something for like 2 minutes. She came back to my sister projectile vomiting into our toilet and me helping her while also quickly developing emetophobia. She’d recently had her tonsils removed and she was still sort of recovering, so we think she just had too much food for her to handle and she brought it all back up. Neither of us remember the incident (she was too young and it wasn’t really a big deal to her and I’ve repressed the memory), and Mum only sort of remembers.
My sister is awakened from an attempted nap by the strong smell of soap. She finds her toddler daughter in the bathroom, all the soaps and shampoo everywhere. She gets that mess cleaned up. Walks into the kitchen to find her other toddler sitting on the floor surrounded by piles of cereal and an entire bag of sugar. "I'm feeding the puppy, Mommy!" He announced proudly. My sister collapsed into frustrated tears. The lesson: don't fall asleep if you're the only adult in the house.
Not exactly mine, but I was present. A few years back, I worked at a place for people who can't handle the regular job market, for various reasons. My reason is that I can't tune out sounds, among other things, and while it distracts me a lot, it can also get rather painful very quickly, which causes me a lot of stress. Anyway, one of my former coworkers, let's call him Dave, wasn't exactly what you'd call smart. There were also two other people in the room, another coworker, let's call him Nigel, and our boss. So, Dave finds a plastic bag and, being the child-minded adult he is, puts it over his head. Dude had literally 0 concept of consequences. He did follow orders to the letter though, so if you told him to clean a room, it'd be spotless an hour later, if it was a small room. He'd literally get so close to the floor that he could make sure he saw every bit of dust, and then use the vacuum cleaner to clean it. It takes forever, and there are multiple methods that are just as effective, but you can tell that he takes the task very seriously. Back to the story: Our boss takes the plastic bag off Dave's head and tells him that it's dangerous, and to not do that again. He turns away, and Dave puts another plastic bag over his head. Right that instant. Nigel tells him to take the bag off, which doesn't work because Dave only listens to 2 people, his supervisor and our boss. So, I take the bag away again, and promptly rip a hole into that one, the first one, and any other empty plastic bag that lies around. Dave proceeds to put them on his head, but luckily the holes are big enough that he can just wear them as necklaces, which he happily does. No risks, we can always hear where the plastic bags are, and he's happy. Seriously, Dave is the kind of person you do _not_ want to be unhappy. Not because he gets violent or anything, but because... I mean, have you seen that episode in Steven Universe where Steven and Greg are in the human zoo and everyone has a crush on Greg and he turns them down? Yeah, it's that weird feeling that you just introduced the concept of sadness into a previously sadness-free mind, if that makes any sense. It's just super weird, and most people try their best to avoid it. My boss either didn't realize that Dave put the bag on his head the second time, or he knew that I would deal with it, since I'm mostly very reliable. I just can't deal with loud environments. Or smelly ones. Or strong sensory stimuli in general.
One time the hubs and I took our 3 kids to a park to bbq and eat. I went to use the restroom that was just 50 yards away and came out max 3 minutes later and my entire family was huddled in our SUV waving at me and pointing straight ahead of our car. I look and there were a mama bear and 2 little cubs nosing around where we were cooking. Food still laying out on the picnic table. Made a mad dash from the bathroom to the car and we sat there and watched them rummage through our half prepared meal. Luckily there were chips and sodas still in the car with us.
A neighbors cat would hang out in our greenhouse, just sunning himself and sleeping all day. He did this for months and never came in the house at all. One day I was sat in the living room I noticed the cat run up our stairs, I thought bit weird so I followed him. In the minute or two he was in our bedroom he managed to cover our new and quite expensive bedding in what looked like a gallon of unutterable stinky diarrhoea, puddles and puddles of it on pillows, sheets and duvet! All went in the bin and had to be replaced.
My dad had a VERY food-driven Weimaraner when he and my mom first started dating. One night, my mom was coming over for dinner, so he made a pot roast. He sets it out, everything’s ready, he goes to greet her, comes back-and the dog had not only eaten the pot roast, oh no. She had swallowed it whole. It looked like there was a bowling ball in her stomach 😂😂.
I was home alone and my cat (a tiny and usually well-behaved kitten) was peacefully sleeping, so I decided to just quickly pop out and get something at the supermarket nearby. I was away for 15 mins max. When I came back the cat had pushed the canary’s massive cage down and she was actively trying to murder the poor bird...I saved his life at the eleventh hour.
when I first got my new dog (like the day after Thanksgiving) it snowed a couple days later. I sit up to go outside to shovel, and take one step out of the door when I remember I forgot my gloves. Turn around and walk back inside (kitchen door) to see the dog had dumped the contents of the trashcan all over and was sitting right in front of it looking all innocent...
My dad and my brother have a tense relationship. We (Dad, Brother, and Myself) went to visit my Grammy. My dad and brother had been low key arguing about nothing all day. We were at my Grammy's and everything seemed calm. She asked me to come into the kitchen with her to taste test something, leaving the boys in the living room. We were just on the other side of the wall, standing next to the open door way to the living room. Everything was quiet except for Grammy's and my conversation. We took ONE STEP back into the living room just in time for my brother to explode screaming at my dad and my dad matching him back. It was so surprising as no one seemed to have even said anything to lead to it. My Grammy and I both were screaming for them to calm down while she said the line, "WE WERE OUT OF THE ROOM FOR 5 MINUTES!"
One time my parents had set me and my (at the time) baby sister up in our car seats when they went back inside to get something, they came back out and there was a goat sitting between my sister and I, in the car
I was working repairing fence. @300 yards behind a neighbors large yard. (Estimate 600 yards from house). They had a mean Holstein bull. I was on other side of fence. I was keeping track of his bull. (Who made it clear as I first got to fence he did NOT like me there, but moved off). I see neighbors @4 yr old kid running across pasture. I’m sure I didn’t move for 6 seconds. I look to bull. He just noticed her. I must have cleared fence, got to her, threatening bull with fence tool. (Combo hammer, claw, plier). The bull decided it was not worth it.(I was dang lucky). I carry her back to her yard. (With bull following). Her parents were just getting frantic. Both were within 30’ of her. (Playing in sand box). Mom was hanging cloths 15’ away. Father maybe 30’ away greasing some equipment. Suddenly she is gone. How she got so far, so quickly.
I worked at a job with Qwest Diagnostics doing data entry. My shift was 7pm - 3am. I made some friends working there. One friend actually lived about 3 blocks away from me. We'd eventually finish the workweek buying beers at 9pm on our meal break and then drinking at his place until 5-6am early Saturday mornings. One time we walked to Stop N Shop and bought filet mignon at 8am to have "dinner." Well, we figured out a decent seasoning (salt pepper garlic powder) and cooked everything up. We even made one for his wife when she woke up for the morning. Well, we were playing God of War II, eating steak, finishing the case of beer when we got up and went to the kitchen to get napkins or something like that. Maybe to smoke off his porch in the back of his apartment and watch the sunrise. Must have only been 6-7 minutes but when we got back to restart the game in his living room my filet was gone. There she was, stomach distended trying to curl up and sleep, his cat Mimi ate my goddamn filet mignon. I had eaten maybe three bites. All I could do was say, "well, it looks like she enjoyed it, at least" while his was still in his hand and he and his wife were laughing at Mimi and I.
I’m kinda the peacemaker of my friend groups. But I’m not afraid to call it as it is and put my foot down. I was drinking while the rest of my friends were sober. I got too drunk and went to bed. The next day I woke up and the entire friend group had gotten in a fight, one of them was excommunicated from my house, and 3 of them wouldn’t talk with each other for 2 weeks. I never got a full clarification on what happened
My ex spent a lot of money on waterproof mascara, I asked what the point was it was like $40 bucks for a few small containers. She said the point is it won't wash off easily, we walked ba k around the corner and my 4 year old had painted her whole room in waterproof mascara, in her defense she was right it really didn't wash off easily.
I went outside to walk a friend to her car because her mom was there to take her home. I go back inside and my dog is holding a half-eaten pillow in her mouth, one of the cats in on top of the fireplace, the other cat slams itself into the TV and fricking broke it (no glass, broke the inner screen thingy), there's a fricking pig in the window, and a bird that's screaming at the top of its lungs. And that's the last time I walked a friend to their car after a sleepover. I was gone for maybe 30 seconds. The pig belonged to my neighbour.
I had to take a quick pee break after some gaming. My setup is in the basement. My parents, sister, and dog were all down there too. I went up stairs for max 3 mins, heard screaming, yelling, and dog growling. As I came back downstairs I see my sister bleeding from her arm on the floor. My mom rushing to get gauze, alcohol, etc, and my dad pulling the dog away.
Turned around to wash up after my dinner,couple plates and cutlery that’s all ,took about thirty seconds.in that time my dog had opened the baby gate that blocks the kitchen door off to him(becaus he was a fatass and would frequently take a bite out of anything unprotected within his reach otherwise.) sneaked past me toward his treats in the pantry and started eating ,at which point I noticed because of the noise.he tried to run out of the kitchen with the box on his head,was thwarted by me and during the five seconds I looked away to put the box out of his reach he was running off with a packet of treats(rodeo twists I believe) .he was a determined smartass lol I miss him.
The Saddest Part About The Kid In A Pool Story Is That Drowning Can Happen In ANY Depth Of Water, Even So Much As An Inch! And Not Only That, But It Does NOT Look Like It Does On TV And In Movies. All That Flailing Around And Screaming Is Physically Impossible When Drowning. That's Why So Many Child Drownings Go Unnoticed.
When my daughter was a little tot, walking was too boring. She was a sprinting Houdini; how little legs can move so fast I do not know lol. Well, she could move the distance and pull a disappearing act the moment I glanced away, so I got her these squeaky shoes that sounded like a dog toy when she ran so that I could find her ASAP. We were at Target, and I was grabbing a box of cereal on an end cap. I heard those squeaky shoes bolting down the next aisle. By the time I turned the corner, almost all greeting cards from the lowest rack were on the ground. She had stuck her hand out and ran down the whole section, knocking every card to the ground. 🤦♀️ Had to make a game/consequence of “put away the cards” until an employee had pity on me and finished up the last half lol.
About a year ago it was Christmas of 2019 and my Nana and Papa ( Dad's parents ) came over to exchange gifts since they live a few hours away. I went upstairs to put a Christmas card on my nightstand I saw my dogs separated , blood everywhere, a missing finger and a traumatized little sister. For context the dogs were fighting, my stepmom got in the middle of the fight and the dogs bit off her finger which was later reattached but is a bit shorter. I left for 10 seconds. 10 seconds. Morao of the story don't break up a dog fight with your hands. You might now have any left.
i also have a small discord server with my just my friends (it's actually a roleplaying server with my characters cuz we be bored) and one of my friends tends to go afk a lot and one time he left while everything was peaceful, we were just hanging out talking to each other and doing small stuff, came back like 1 minute later and the universe was about to be destroyed damn i love that rp server
i was gone for a week , a mini vacation , was texting back and forth the entire time got home to find EVERYTHING GONE ! all the texts were a distraction she left nothing not even my dog's food she was the last living family member i have
This was years ago, I was playing MW3 campaign but my dad had to take me and my brother somewhere and my sister asked if she can play the game while i'm gone so I said yes and don't do much, when we got back I saw Machorov hanging by his neck while Price was smoking and yelled "What did you do!!"
Left for five minutes. Came back and my three-legged dog somehow got on the table and ate the tops off of three frosted homemade chocolate cupcakes, looking guilty as hecc. Fun vet visit!
When I was much younger, back in the sixties, for Easter that year, my siblings and I each received a one pound, solid chocolate Easter Bunny, the first we'd ever gotten of that weight and solidity. I'd nibbled a bit from the ears, and set it down when I went to get a drink of water. I couldn't have been gone more than a couple of minutes, and while I was gone, our dog got my chocolate bunny off the table and wolfed it down, leaving only the wrapper. Of course I was upset, but was also a bit impressed, because she was clear across the large room when I set it down, and she'd traversed the length of the room and gobbled down the chocolate so quickly. That was also the last time any of my siblings and I ever got a solid Easter bunny until we were able to buy one for ourselves, and if we were given any candy for a holiday, if we had to set it down for a moment, we'd put it where the dog couldn't get to it.
My brother cracked his head opening while my mom was taking care of me and a couple of neighbor’s kids their mom asked her to look after for a few hours, and my mom did it as a nice gesture. My brother wanted to play outside on the swing set but my mom wanted to keep an eye on him so, me and the two neighbor kids were playing a board game inside next to the back door which was a clear glass door, so my mom could play the game with us and clearly see my brother 20 feet away swinging outside. She was playing with us and honestly looked away for MAX 30 seconds, I was right there and was intermittently watching my brother too. In that time, my brother swung into the side bar support of the swing set and got a nice gash on the back of his head. So my mom had to call the mom and another neighbor, take the two kids over to a different neighbors house to look after them while she took my brother and I to the hospital. Now, plot twist, YEARS later, my brother told us that back when that happened, he was feeling neglected and jealous and injured himself ON PURPOSE. Even though my mom was trying her best to watch and take care of 4 kids at once. Now, it’s worth pointing out, my brother has a mild form of autism (aspergers syndrome) and tended to have.....moments like that especially when he was younger. He’s much better now and he even acknowledged and apologized to my mom that he didn’t really know why he did that, but he was at that moment just wanting attention....XD
My parents hated it whenever I was at any window. They turn their head and then I either: -smash my butt through it -jump through it I had jumped through a window and stumbled into the neighbors house (I was 3), thankfully I was caught and brought back home. Parents opened the door to see me held by the hand of our neighbor, being asked if I was their child, all in three minutes after they closed my bedroom door for sleep. I was an escape artist 24/7, and when I was with other sitters, I knocked out (tired them out) two grannies in one go by going over a fence. Make sure you're 6 foot and everything can only be accessed by you, or your Kid will find a way to escape through it. XD
I was talking to my siblings while they were making dinner, I went to the bathroom and came right back to the kitchen. In the maybe 3 minutes I was gone, my sister had cut her fingers so badly it caused nerve damage and my brother, who gets squiked out by blood, was gagging and about to pass out. I, the youngest, had to help me sister patch herself up and call our parents. There is, as far as I know, still blood on the ceiling in that kitchen. I was 12, and I still laugh my butt of about it whenever it comes up today.
We had a big glass sliding door in my house. on day it got stuck and couldn't get locked. Notice the lock was mising 2 screws. I told my OLDER brother not to touch it, was gonna go to the 24hrs store, buy some screws and come back. Now, my big bro had a problem, if a hobo told him something he would listen, but if good old me told him something, if was bananas. In short, in his mind, he always knew better. I was at my front door when I hear glass been broken. ''No way he would have right?'' Pffff mofo there slam the door full force and broke it in a million pieces.
Grandma got donuts I turned my head for 2 seconds Her lab stole half the donuts He ran as I chased him screaming “buddy you fucking idiot you only stole the donuts that will kill you” Chocolate And a few other things that will kill him.
I went into the kitchen from the living room (so a five second walk), got a drink, and came back to my cat dragging my steak across the table on her way to hiding. She was battling cancer at the time, so I just cut off what she'd bitten and gave it to her since she wanted it badly enough to grab and run.
My mom’s story from when I was a toddler. She’s watching the son of her friend who was just my age. We were all having breakfast and she went to get something from the other room. When she gets back, I’m still in my high chair, but he’s now on top of the fridge.
I’ve had a few times in class where I’d go use the bathroom for like a few minutes, come back, and the whole class would be in trouble cause if some random crap a few people would do when I’d be gone and luckily I’d not have to do anything since I wasn’t in the room at the time.
When I was in beauty school I usually got food delivered so I’d have more time to study. The first two times I went out for Starbucks, I came back to ambulances outside my building. Nothing too serious, but enough to make me hesitate before going out for coffee the third time
I can answer this for my parents. When I was 1.5 years old my parents were having a house warming party (I don't remember exactly I just know that they had people over) and my mom had pushed the (now) hot kettle to the back in case us kids decide to fuck around. My mom turned to walk to someone and heard a crash and me crying. Within a few seconds I had used the kitchen drawers as stairs and saw the kettle grabbed it and fell down and that's how I got 2nd degree burns on my right arm. Now I have a nearly visible scare on my right forearm 18.5 years later (I'm 20 now).
For the dog pooping on the wall, they do it for the same reason for peeing on stuff! Worked as a trainer/behaviour trainer for a bit, one dog walked backwards onto the wall like a handstand and shat everywhere. Its usually just a territorial thing
Was at a game. Went to get a snack,came back,and 1 of our players had a broken leg,one had a sprained wrist,others had cracked ribs,and some had concussions. We lost *every single one* of our good players for a few months.
While I was a student aid at a VoTech school. I left a fellow student in my class at a new 40lb anvil with an aluminum bar and a brass faced hammer to form said alu to a tail light part for a vintage car... When I returned he managed to bend the tongue of the anvil....
When my SIL decided to shower while the pan heated. In the shower and heard someone in the house screaming ‘FIRE, FIRE’. She comes running out, bare arse naked to find two teenage boys from over the road trying to put out her kitchen fire. She replaced the kitchen but couldn’t replace the LA LA LA of her casual friendly relationship with the neighbours sons.
This is probably more of a story for my parents to recall but when I was somewhere from 3-5 and should have known better I convinced my little sister to go along with my master plan. When mom and dad were distracted for a bit me and my sister went into our houses back bedroom and did our crime. My parents found out a few minutes later when they came to check on us and found glitter coating literally everything in the room. My response “We made it all sparkly and pretty.” Needless to say they weren’t happy. What confuses me most about it tho is that I inherently follow the rules and obey my parents, I was never a bad behaved child and I can recall a total of I think 3 times getting a time out. Besides the classic blunder of being 2 and finding unattended scissors and them meeting hair I didn’t really do bad things, ever. Guess I had my rebellious streak at 4, for a total of 30 minutes
Girl was given block cleaner for the Deli in the store, told to go clean the block. The other workers turned away for about 2 minutes and she was on the floor. She put the cleaner into the rotisserie and it heated up fast, then she looked inside to see if the oven was done . Not sure why she thought to put it in there and still have it on, even though both actions were wrong. She accidentally inhaled it for some reason and had to go to the emergency room.
It was my dads birthday, i was around 4 years old and my little brother could not walk yet. My mother went to check the kitchen for a few minutes because she prepared a lot of food, meanwhile i tried to lift up my brother from under a table. My mum came back to me bleeding from my left eye onto the floor and my brother laughing. Safe to say my dad didnt get to celebrate, because we sat at the hospital all night - oops.
I walk away from my phone for literally 2 mins to take my meds,come back to my friend trying to drown me in minecraft and all my stuff is out of my inventory. He cleared my inventory by mistake and tried to make it look like I died and lost all my stuff.
Had a party at my house. About 10 people already there when a mate messages me and says she's made it as far as my estate but can't find my house so I say I'll go stand on the corner for her. People asked where they could go for joints so I asked the one person who'd been to my house before to let people know the smoking etiquette at my house and take them out to the garage (I'd set up chairs and ashtrays and stuff. Normally smoked in my shed, but you could only really fit like 4 people in it comfortably) Stood outside for maybe a minute or so before my mate found me. Went back inside and went to head to the garage to join everyone for joints but didn't even make it to the garage because I could hear a lot of commotion in the shed. Opened the door and it was like a landslide of stoners. My mate had had like 10 people cram themselves into the tiny shed. They were straight up like sardines. None of them even thought to roll in the house so they were all smushed together with like half of them trying to roll joints standing up and without being able to move their arms hahahah My mate said he thought I'd meant the shed because he didn't know I had a garage (don't know how he missed the garage door, honestly) Everyone was so relieved when they saw the garage after thinking they were gonna have to smoke in the shed all night and we've not let him live it down hahah
I remember once when I was a teenager, I had got in from school, and had cut myself a piece of peanut butter fudge for a snack. I was about to start my homework when I realized I needed something from my room before I could begin. In the very short time it took me to go to my room and come back to the kitchen, my dog had eaten my piece of fudge. He then proceeded to lick his lips, wag his tail, and look expectantly up at me as if to ask, "Do you have any more?"
One night I was getting home from a late party, I was the drink runner, so I spent the excess money on some burger King, got a burger and some nuggies, when I got home I set the food down on my desk. Just got a new kitty maybe 2 weeks ago, thinking "oh he is still to small to jump to my desk." So I went down stairs to get some water, maybe 2 minutes pass and I come back see a ripped open bag, and my cat under my bed trying to rip open the second bag to steal my nuggies. I recovered all but one nug, and I ate in peace. That's when I knew, "Fuck I love this little cat, and also I'm stuck with this little guy."
Not me but my mom. Many years ago we were preparing to visit my grandma for Easter. One of the presents we kids had gotten was this giant foil wrapped chocolate egg that we left on the dining room table. So we leave for the car and my mom realized that she forgot something. So she goes back in and there is the dog, standing on the table, egg in it's jaws, giving her a look like "what are you doing back? I thought you left!"
I was at a sleepover with my friends a couple years ago. I had used the bathroom, but when I came out everyone was hanging around my bestie. Apparently, she had had an allergic reaction to my other friend's dog and had broken out in hives.
I poked my head in my brothers room where him and the two kids we were babysitting (they were more or less just hanging out while their dads did stuff because their dads are good family friends) and I walk past, I see the youngest girl, she was 2 at the tkmey, and she had my brothers very light plastic baseball bat and the three of them were messing around I walk into the living room and all the sudden from my brothers room we hear "OOOOOWWWWWWW" the 2 year old hit my 9 year old brother over the top of the head with the bat, it was hilarious
I went upstairs to chill for a bit while my dad and brother were replacing the downstairs sink. Suddenly, this roar, so loud and deep, I got up and walked downstairs to find the bathroom flooded, the sink on the ground and my brother missing as he ran to turn off the water to the house. They broke the water pipe on accident.
When my kid was 3/4 she climbed out of the crib. (Still in crib cause quite a mischief maker.) she then colored the dinning room door as high as she could reach with permanent marker.
i do have a tendency to repel traffic apparently because every time im on a line taking calls (customer service for an airline) i'm sitting idle for hours on end sometimes and the person covering for me for my 15 min break takes 3 calls while im gone, then as soon as i get back no more calls again. one time we were having a slow day, nothing major or interesting, i havent had a call for 40 min at the point where i took my 30 min lunch break. i get back and there are 3 people covering my channel, the supervisors are all bunched up in an emergency meeting (pun intended) and everyone is running around because the newspapers are calling about how one of our planes just caught on fire mid-air in the course of the 30 minutes i was having my lunch
Whenever I go on vacation... That is when shit hits the fan at work. Got a call that I needed to be in the office due to a massive power failure and subsequent surge that, when restored, fried a crap ton of servers. This was in Seattle and they assumed I was doing the staycation thing. I was in Houston headed towards Phoenix and that I would be back in 2 days if they insisted. By the time I hit El Paso, they pretty much had it locked down. Best one was when I was in India and the core routers and distribution switches went crazy with some looping and they managed to DDOS each other (to this day, I have no idea how that happened).
At school, I once had to copy something from the board the teacher was writing on. The teacher hadn't even finished the first line yet when my pen fell on the floor. After I grabbed it back and was ready to continue writing the teacher had filled the entire board!
I have a little cavapoo dog named Spencer. In my house, most of the places where soccer would want to be are upstairs, and most of the places I want to be are downstairs, in the basement. Spencer was really attached to my mom back then, so he would often be upstairs with her. One day, I walked down the stairs and went into a room that was not in sight of the staircase. Spencer had followed me to the top of the stairs and stopped at the top. After about 5 seconds of me losing sight of the stairs, I hear a few thumping sounds coming from behind me. I turn around and Spencer is standing at the bottom of the steps, staring at me. He had never descended a staircase unassisted before, so I was surprised at first and I thought he must have followed me down. I brought him back upstairs and suddenly realized that he must have FALLEN down the stairs. I have no idea how he fell down 20 hardwood-covered steps onto a hardwood floor and was totally fine. I'm lucky he didn't hurt himself. I'm 100% sure that he must have fallen down because for a long time after that you could tell that he avoided descending ANY staircase. He has gotten over it now though and goes up and down staircases with ease.
Not me but my mom/siblings. One norning, my mom (of 5) came home from from dropping the 3 older kids off at school. She was tired, so she laid down on the couch, and conked out. While mom was sleeping, and I was busy at school, my younger siblings (2 and 4 at the time) left to go to the park. So they slip out the back door, go down the alley and are halfway to the park when a cop happens by. The cop obviously intervenes, since my siblings could barely talk, let alone look after themselves, and begins going house to house looking for these kids family. So this cop, looking for these kids family, come knocking on our door waking my mother up. She answers, and is met by this police officer with her 4 yo in tow, asking 'This your kid?' And my mom says yea, where's the other one? To which the cop says 'in the back of my squad car. You should really keep an eye on your bundles of joy.' Thankfully my mom knows people on the force, so nothing really happened after that. Except we did get an actual lock on the back door soon after. Tldr: My mom napped for 10 minutes, while my siblings went on a little adventure. Also it's not fun getting woken up by cops doing their famous police knock, only to realize your kids know what the backseat of a Crown Vic looks like.
While growing up, my younger brother was a ghost. He was incredibly quiet and had a habit of completely disappearing. I was playing with him outside once (I was 4-5, he was 2-3) I went into the garage for literally minute to grab a toy. When I came back out, he was halfway across an acre field we lived near. How he cleared it in such a quick time, idk. He turned and saw me, laughed, and kept running. Had to sprint to catch up to him and bring him back home. Whenever we went camping with family, one adult had a baton that signified that they were on his watch. Their job was to watch him constantly. No talking or engaging in conversation. Just watch him. They switched out every 20 min or so. I can't imagine the stress he caused on my parents. He would also sneak out of the house early in the morning (5-6 AM) and go across to our neighbors whenever he was washing his car, boat, or motorcycle. He'd be there for hours until my parents woke up. They eventually had to turn his door lock around to keep him from getting out (he'd use a stool and unhitch the top lock on the front door). Freaking little McGyver
I bet your parents "love him to death" for the stunts he pulled 😂😂😂😂
Your little brother was a ninja in the making.
I like this story better than all the others!!! 😹
@@berylwheaten9385 hahahaha whenever they retell or hear stories of him getting lost i can see the wave of stress still wash over them
@@shannonrichardson5129 he's still like that lol
I, once walk into the next room to get a drink and came to my grandfather cursing, my mother laughing, my son yelling " do it again, do it again". And soda dipping from the ceiling.
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Sounds like a family game night
If this was somewhere that gets freezing temperatures, this could have been an exploding soda can. If you leave them outside or in an unheated garage and they partially freeze, when opened the expansion of the ice will force the remaining liquid out in anything from a fizz to a glorious geyser. As a Minnesotan (USA state), I've sprayed the ceiling with coke more than once in my life.
Also, my Dad split his childhood between Philadelphia and Colorado. Whenever they drove west they'd buy a 12-pack in Philly (sea-level air pressure), drive it to Colorado, take all the cans out and shake them up real good, then give them away to unsuspecting friends/strangers...
@@sturmovik5448 lived in Montana, had a soda can explode in my car once from heat and once from cold. Both times left a clean seam on the can, just popped the entire lid off unperforated.
I went to the post office and came back to find my parrot screaming curse words at my dog.
Matt C
That poor dog, it must’ve been so confused.
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Came expecting toddler parents. Got goats. xD
Well here is one... So my kids were almost 2 and they came to tell me they want egg and i told them to give me a minute, so maybe it was like a min or two after i go in to the kitchen and my daughter is sitting on the floor next to the fridge, so i tell her to get up cause the floor is cold, but then i see a smal trail of broken eggs from her feet to the garbage so i go to pick her up and she starts crying and i start laughing... she set on the rest of the eggs that she didn't have time to put in the garbage so i don't see, but i told her that is ok and even i drop stuff from time to time.
I have another one from then they were even smaller, but it's nasty so i won't share (they r twins so they did a lot so crazy stuff).
And depression
Either way, you got a story about a kid.
My aunt has a goat, when I was younger I somehow could take the pain of 2 gaint demon horns or whatever to the ding dong.
@@Antisocial_Cryptid13 This joke doesn't have enough likes. Clever.
That gym class accident- that’s so awful for so many reasons. Obviously terrible for the friend in the accident and his family but also for the students that witnessed it. That trama could follow them for life. And depending on what exactly happened, they could develop survivors guilt. I hope the narrator of the story doesn’t carry any “if I was there, maybe things would have been different- my friend wouldn’t be in that position to have that accident and would be here today.” Nobody knows those things, what could have been. I wish everyone involved the best of luck and health.
How do you even get hurt that bad in a school gym class
@@Skylikesavation part of raising/teaching children is keeping the from finding ways to creatively unalive themselves and unfortunately it doesn't always end the way you would hope
@@Skylikesavation when I was a kid, and this person may be my age, we had ropes hanging from the ceiling you were forced to climb to the top. We also had trampolines and other gymnastic equipment like the “horse,” parallel bars, and the uneven bars women’s gymnastics use. It was a public school. I fell on the trampoline and my neck whipped over the edge and I got a severe case of whiplash. Today my neck is a mess from that. Also dislocated my shoulder on the uneven bars. Kids used to get hurt in gym class all the time but usually not fatally. There are also frequently open bleachers in a gym.
@@debshaw680 yikes an accident like yours could easily turn fatal and I'm glad it didn't. I was expecting that to rake different, darker turn when you mentioned rope
@@Skylikesavation my guess is that they were playing dodgeball or something that involved running and he slipped and hit the back of his head against something really hard.
From a person I know:
Watched the news
Left for work
Arrived 2 minutes later
Was told of an awful attack upon arrival, despite it not being on the news when they left
The date of this commute? 9/11/2001
The time of the commute? 8:45 am EST to 8:47 am EST
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yikes
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Not minutes, but missed two weeks of work with illness. I'm in charge of my department so in my absence a power struggle ensued between my support and the guy who thought deserved to be my support, people picked sides, it was civil war. 4 people out of my crew of 12 quit in between the time I went on fmla and the time I returned.
Omg! That's crazy. Hope you are doing better.
@@theonetruesarauniya I'm better, probably just a weird stubborn bug that lasted way past it's allowed stay. Thank you!
Had the White Walkers arrived by the time you got back or did you still have time to prepare?
I’ve had to pause the video several times just to laugh about the “poopering of 2015” I’m only less than 2 minutes in
Yeah, the addition of the year makes it a lot funnier.
Gonna wonder about 2021
The best part is... it's about dogs. There will be future Poopenings.
Read this just as they said it. OMG made my day.
Was sitting in class and everyone was a little loud. I went to the library and got a book, this took a couple minutes because I already new which book I’d be getting. When I got back everyone was dead silent and the teacher was thinking of a class punishment. I was excluded because I wasn’t part of the apparent chaos. Later I found out apparently there was basically a mosh pit that started with two kids fighting and escalated like it does in those bar fights on movies.
I was 8 months pregnant and my husband was gone for the night. I decided to treat myself to some disgustingly delicious fast food. I planned to veg out watching reality TV and eating the bad food. I NEVER let my husband see me in that condition but I was looking forward to it.
I put the bag of food on the night stand and waddled my way to the dresser so I can change into stretchy pants. Within that few seconds my dog jumped up and ate/licked all the food.
😭😭😭😭 I was so tired I literally just gave up.
When I was like 3 and my brother was like 2, we were gonna walk up to the park, but my Mom just needed to put something in the house. She comes back after about a minute and my brother is gone. He had started walking toward the park (it was only a block and half away) and joined a group of kids with an adult. The adult took him to the police station (also nearby) and my Mom and I got there a couple minutes later.
A group of friends with kids all went to the little kid section of a water park. Splash pad type of stuff but way cooler. One friend's 5yo son thought it was funny to sit on one of the fountain jets that shoot out of the cement and redirect the water at people (it was). Then he decided it would be funny to pull down his swim trunks to do it. Except now the water wasn't really going anywhere. The mom saw it, ran over, grabbed him, and ran to the bathroom. She said the moment his butt touched the toilet seat a torrent of water came out. Kid gave himself a huge enema.
All's well as ends well, so I don't feel bad for laughing at that. I have a two-year-old and a one-year-old, and while my older son is way too smart for that I could see my younger one doing it for the heck of it.
The one with the toddlers drawing on the wall is hilarious 😂 one of them drawing X’s in order to say that’s where you can’t draw 😂
When my mom was having me, she tried to tell the nurse I was coming but the nurse kept saying she wasn't all the way there yet. She barely had time to put on her gloves and mask before I apparently shot out marking my debut into this world. Had the other nurse not let out a startled noise, I probably would've been dropped. This is one of mom's favorite stories to tell me.
Another incident was that my mom only looked away from my siblings and me for a few seconds before we snuck away. In the timeframe it took her to find us in our room, we snuck a cat into the house and it was under her bed. We wanted a pet cat but she told us no so we thought it would be a good idea to get one now and explain later.
Take a shot every time he says “grease”
And my story will start “and I was so drunk....”
iiissssssss suiyoed drnnk
23 times in a single story!
Grease drink says he time everrrrrrry.
5:11 It has happened to me. Twice. That panic and fear that hits afterwards REALLY messes with your head and you never forget that visual.
My cat also steals unattended food. He once stole the meat out of my sandwich while it was still in my hand.
Sometimes I feel like some cats come from a bloodline of asshole cats lol
My cat stole my Dino nuggets 👁💧👄💧👁
Sounds like my boss' cat.
He's overweight so he has a diet, and so he goes out at night to the neighbor's house, sneaks in through the pet flap(?) in the door and eats the dog's food while he's asleep.
The dog knows this and hates the cat, and the cat has a tendency to sit JUST outside of reach of said dog and his leash, basically silently taunting him as the dog gets yelled at by his owners for barking all the time.
Indoors he's an angel, outdoors (and out of our view) he apparently becomes a raging asshole.
What are you doing with MY cat???????
Maybe mine is your cat's daughter.
*looks back at sandwich*
*Meat is gone*
Two of my favorite breed of dogs. Rat terrier and mini schnauzer 🥺
Ewww big dogs are love ❤.... Rottweiler, Doberman, Bull mastiff
I looked up the mix it’s so cute🥰🥰🥰
I have a mini schnauzer named hank
Miniature schnauzers are very smart
@@Igoreuss my grand parents had a schnauzer, so sweet and beloved. My very Marine grandpa had taught him a little routine of tricks he would do when grandpa said 'treat time.' Very impressive. That dog was one of the very few creatures of which Grandpa approved. I swear, a couple of my aunts were jealous and resentful.
3:47 hit me hard
I had some family over for swimming we were all having fun eventually everyone gets hungry so we all head inside and I volunteered to get food. I was gone for about 15 minutes and when I came back I asked where my daughter 21 months was nobody knew we checked the pool and she was there floating upside down in the water unfortunately she died. 😭
I had left her with four other adults and three kids ages 3,8,10. Everyone was so busy having a good time no one noticed she slipped back outside unnoticed every adult assumed someone else was watching her. If you have kids and a pool make damn sure you are constantly vigilant and have the proper fencing around your pool with automatically shutting gates we do now but we should have had them to begin with. Drowning is the number one cause of death for children under 4 and as the video says it only takes seconds and it's silent.
Also I was told of another family in my town that happened the same day but it was a toddler and everyone was around the pool never take your eyes off your kids when they're swimming and if they can't swim have them wear a life jacket.
I'm sorry for your loss.
My deepest condolences. I can't imagine what you went through.
Those two little girls were actually pretty badass. He severely underestimated his daughters lol.
One time at a restaurant I was maybe 11 and there with my family. We were enjoying our meal when suddenly the couple at the table next to us started screaming. Apparently while trying to get through a tough bit of steak, the lady slipped with her knife and cut her finger clean off. They had paramedics swarming that area within minutes, and the lady just doubled over clutching her hand with a bunch of bloody napkins wrapped around her hand. Another waiter had the finger in a napkin as well that they put in a ziplock bag with ice for the paramedics to hopefully reattach it. The restaurant apologized profusely, reseated my family and everyone in that area and comped our meal. Definitely the wildest moment I’ve experienced out in public. Went from a nice dinner to an absolute bloodbath in seconds. Even though I was pretty young, I wasn’t like traumatized, they moved us pretty fast so I didn’t see much. My dad got the details from a waiter after they reseated us. Still something I’ll never forget tho.
This happened when I was 6 and my sister was 3.
My mum, my sister and I were all in a room just vibing, when my mum went to her room to get something for like 2 minutes. She came back to my sister projectile vomiting into our toilet and me helping her while also quickly developing emetophobia. She’d recently had her tonsils removed and she was still sort of recovering, so we think she just had too much food for her to handle and she brought it all back up.
Neither of us remember the incident (she was too young and it wasn’t really a big deal to her and I’ve repressed the memory), and Mum only sort of remembers.
“I know youre ok now but its gonna hit you later call me if you need to talk” now thats a real homie.
My sister is awakened from an attempted nap by the strong smell of soap. She finds her toddler daughter in the bathroom, all the soaps and shampoo everywhere. She gets that mess cleaned up. Walks into the kitchen to find her other toddler sitting on the floor surrounded by piles of cereal and an entire bag of sugar. "I'm feeding the puppy, Mommy!" He announced proudly.
My sister collapsed into frustrated tears.
The lesson: don't fall asleep if you're the only adult in the house.
Not exactly mine, but I was present.
A few years back, I worked at a place for people who can't handle the regular job market, for various reasons. My reason is that I can't tune out sounds, among other things, and while it distracts me a lot, it can also get rather painful very quickly, which causes me a lot of stress.
Anyway, one of my former coworkers, let's call him Dave, wasn't exactly what you'd call smart. There were also two other people in the room, another coworker, let's call him Nigel, and our boss. So, Dave finds a plastic bag and, being the child-minded adult he is, puts it over his head. Dude had literally 0 concept of consequences. He did follow orders to the letter though, so if you told him to clean a room, it'd be spotless an hour later, if it was a small room. He'd literally get so close to the floor that he could make sure he saw every bit of dust, and then use the vacuum cleaner to clean it. It takes forever, and there are multiple methods that are just as effective, but you can tell that he takes the task very seriously.
Back to the story: Our boss takes the plastic bag off Dave's head and tells him that it's dangerous, and to not do that again. He turns away, and Dave puts another plastic bag over his head. Right that instant.
Nigel tells him to take the bag off, which doesn't work because Dave only listens to 2 people, his supervisor and our boss. So, I take the bag away again, and promptly rip a hole into that one, the first one, and any other empty plastic bag that lies around. Dave proceeds to put them on his head, but luckily the holes are big enough that he can just wear them as necklaces, which he happily does.
No risks, we can always hear where the plastic bags are, and he's happy. Seriously, Dave is the kind of person you do _not_ want to be unhappy. Not because he gets violent or anything, but because... I mean, have you seen that episode in Steven Universe where Steven and Greg are in the human zoo and everyone has a crush on Greg and he turns them down?
Yeah, it's that weird feeling that you just introduced the concept of sadness into a previously sadness-free mind, if that makes any sense. It's just super weird, and most people try their best to avoid it.
My boss either didn't realize that Dave put the bag on his head the second time, or he knew that I would deal with it, since I'm mostly very reliable. I just can't deal with loud environments. Or smelly ones. Or strong sensory stimuli in general.
“I have a toddler...” enough said
One time the hubs and I took our 3 kids to a park to bbq and eat. I went to use the restroom that was just 50 yards away and came out max 3 minutes later and my entire family was huddled in our SUV waving at me and pointing straight ahead of our car. I look and there were a mama bear and 2 little cubs nosing around where we were cooking. Food still laying out on the picnic table. Made a mad dash from the bathroom to the car and we sat there and watched them rummage through our half prepared meal. Luckily there were chips and sodas still in the car with us.
A neighbors cat would hang out in our greenhouse, just sunning himself and sleeping all day. He did this for months and never came in the house at all. One day I was sat in the living room I noticed the cat run up our stairs, I thought bit weird so I followed him. In the minute or two he was in our bedroom he managed to cover our new and quite expensive bedding in what looked like a gallon of unutterable stinky diarrhoea, puddles and puddles of it on pillows, sheets and duvet! All went in the bin and had to be replaced.
My dad had a VERY food-driven Weimaraner when he and my mom first started dating. One night, my mom was coming over for dinner, so he made a pot roast. He sets it out, everything’s ready, he goes to greet her, comes back-and the dog had not only eaten the pot roast, oh no. She had swallowed it whole. It looked like there was a bowling ball in her stomach 😂😂.
I was home alone and my cat (a tiny and usually well-behaved kitten) was peacefully sleeping, so I decided to just quickly pop out and get something at the supermarket nearby. I was away for 15 mins max. When I came back the cat had pushed the canary’s massive cage down and she was actively trying to murder the poor bird...I saved his life at the eleventh hour.
😱😱😱 kitty was trying to have dinner lol. I'm happy U got they on time
when I first got my new dog (like the day after Thanksgiving) it snowed a couple days later.
I sit up to go outside to shovel, and take one step out of the door when I remember I forgot my gloves.
Turn around and walk back inside (kitchen door) to see the dog had dumped the contents of the trashcan all over and was sitting right in front of it looking all innocent...
My dad and my brother have a tense relationship.
We (Dad, Brother, and Myself) went to visit my Grammy. My dad and brother had been low key arguing about nothing all day. We were at my Grammy's and everything seemed calm. She asked me to come into the kitchen with her to taste test something, leaving the boys in the living room. We were just on the other side of the wall, standing next to the open door way to the living room. Everything was quiet except for Grammy's and my conversation. We took ONE STEP back into the living room just in time for my brother to explode screaming at my dad and my dad matching him back. It was so surprising as no one seemed to have even said anything to lead to it.
My Grammy and I both were screaming for them to calm down while she said the line, "WE WERE OUT OF THE ROOM FOR 5 MINUTES!"
One time my parents had set me and my (at the time) baby sister up in our car seats when they went back inside to get something, they came back out and there was a goat sitting between my sister and I, in the car
I was working repairing fence. @300 yards behind a neighbors large yard. (Estimate 600 yards from house). They had a mean Holstein bull. I was on other side of fence. I was keeping track of his bull. (Who made it clear as I first got to fence he did NOT like me there, but moved off). I see neighbors @4 yr old kid running across pasture. I’m sure I didn’t move for 6 seconds. I look to bull. He just noticed her. I must have cleared fence, got to her, threatening bull with fence tool. (Combo hammer, claw, plier). The bull decided it was not worth it.(I was dang lucky). I carry her back to her yard. (With bull following). Her parents were just getting frantic. Both were within 30’ of her. (Playing in sand box). Mom was hanging cloths 15’ away. Father maybe 30’ away greasing some equipment. Suddenly she is gone. How she got so far, so quickly.
I worked at a job with Qwest Diagnostics doing data entry. My shift was 7pm - 3am. I made some friends working there. One friend actually lived about 3 blocks away from me. We'd eventually finish the workweek buying beers at 9pm on our meal break and then drinking at his place until 5-6am early Saturday mornings. One time we walked to Stop N Shop and bought filet mignon at 8am to have "dinner."
Well, we figured out a decent seasoning (salt pepper garlic powder) and cooked everything up. We even made one for his wife when she woke up for the morning. Well, we were playing God of War II, eating steak, finishing the case of beer when we got up and went to the kitchen to get napkins or something like that. Maybe to smoke off his porch in the back of his apartment and watch the sunrise. Must have only been 6-7 minutes but when we got back to restart the game in his living room my filet was gone.
There she was, stomach distended trying to curl up and sleep, his cat Mimi ate my goddamn filet mignon. I had eaten maybe three bites. All I could do was say, "well, it looks like she enjoyed it, at least" while his was still in his hand and he and his wife were laughing at Mimi and I.
I’m kinda the peacemaker of my friend groups. But I’m not afraid to call it as it is and put my foot down. I was drinking while the rest of my friends were sober. I got too drunk and went to bed. The next day I woke up and the entire friend group had gotten in a fight, one of them was excommunicated from my house, and 3 of them wouldn’t talk with each other for 2 weeks. I never got a full clarification on what happened
My ex spent a lot of money on waterproof mascara, I asked what the point was it was like $40 bucks for a few small containers. She said the point is it won't wash off easily, we walked ba k around the corner and my 4 year old had painted her whole room in waterproof mascara, in her defense she was right it really didn't wash off easily.
Adorable
I went outside to walk a friend to her car because her mom was there to take her home. I go back inside and my dog is holding a half-eaten pillow in her mouth, one of the cats in on top of the fireplace, the other cat slams itself into the TV and fricking broke it (no glass, broke the inner screen thingy), there's a fricking pig in the window, and a bird that's screaming at the top of its lungs. And that's the last time I walked a friend to their car after a sleepover. I was gone for maybe 30 seconds. The pig belonged to my neighbour.
I had to take a quick pee break after some gaming. My setup is in the basement. My parents, sister, and dog were all down there too. I went up stairs for max 3 mins, heard screaming, yelling, and dog growling. As I came back downstairs I see my sister bleeding from her arm on the floor. My mom rushing to get gauze, alcohol, etc, and my dad pulling the dog away.
TBH I think the dad should've considered his "scare" to be an intruder escape drill
Turned around to wash up after my dinner,couple plates and cutlery that’s all ,took about thirty seconds.in that time my dog had opened the baby gate that blocks the kitchen door off to him(becaus he was a fatass and would frequently take a bite out of anything unprotected within his reach otherwise.) sneaked past me toward his treats in the pantry and started eating ,at which point I noticed because of the noise.he tried to run out of the kitchen with the box on his head,was thwarted by me and during the five seconds I looked away to put the box out of his reach he was running off with a packet of treats(rodeo twists I believe) .he was a determined smartass lol I miss him.
The Saddest Part About The Kid In A Pool Story Is That Drowning Can Happen In ANY Depth Of Water, Even So Much As An Inch! And Not Only That, But It Does NOT Look Like It Does On TV And In Movies. All That Flailing Around And Screaming Is Physically Impossible When Drowning. That's Why So Many Child Drownings Go Unnoticed.
When my daughter was a little tot, walking was too boring. She was a sprinting Houdini; how little legs can move so fast I do not know lol. Well, she could move the distance and pull a disappearing act the moment I glanced away, so I got her these squeaky shoes that sounded like a dog toy when she ran so that I could find her ASAP.
We were at Target, and I was grabbing a box of cereal on an end cap. I heard those squeaky shoes bolting down the next aisle. By the time I turned the corner, almost all greeting cards from the lowest rack were on the ground. She had stuck her hand out and ran down the whole section, knocking every card to the ground. 🤦♀️
Had to make a game/consequence of “put away the cards” until an employee had pity on me and finished up the last half lol.
You're a good parent lol
About a year ago it was Christmas of 2019 and my Nana and Papa ( Dad's parents ) came over to exchange gifts since they live a few hours away. I went upstairs to put a Christmas card on my nightstand I saw my dogs separated , blood everywhere, a missing finger and a traumatized little sister. For context the dogs were fighting, my stepmom got in the middle of the fight and the dogs bit off her finger which was later reattached but is a bit shorter. I left for 10 seconds. 10 seconds. Morao of the story don't break up a dog fight with your hands. You might now have any left.
I am part of a small Discord server where chaos is a common theme.....too many times have I asked this question
I now have a strong urge to join this discord server
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i also have a small discord server with my just my friends (it's actually a roleplaying server with my characters cuz we be bored) and one of my friends tends to go afk a lot and one time he left while everything was peaceful, we were just hanging out talking to each other and doing small stuff, came back like 1 minute later and the universe was about to be destroyed
damn i love that rp server
I think the first one forgot to put milk in his coffee. That’s where the goat comes in...
that turtle moved like a ninja!
I did not expect the story about the dog getting killed...
i was gone for a week , a mini vacation ,
was texting back and forth the entire time
got home to find EVERYTHING GONE !
all the texts were a distraction
she left nothing not even my dog's food
she was the last living family member i have
Celestial Voyages what happened and are you OK?
@@americankid7782 this happened 4 days ago i am in a motel in a place i do not know another living soul
Was your dog okay?
@@marjoleinvaningen7686 we are both good ! thanks for asking and caring !
i could have went nuclear revenge but decided to let Karma have her day
Zoned out for like 5 seconds then when I came back to reality, my teacher had covered the board with numbers and symbols.
This was years ago, I was playing MW3 campaign but my dad had to take me and my brother somewhere and my sister asked if she can play the game while i'm gone so I said yes and don't do much, when we got back I saw Machorov hanging by his neck while Price was smoking and yelled "What did you do!!"
The grease fire monologue was pretty good/important to know, thanks for including. If you throw water on a grease fire, it will explode.
Left for five minutes. Came back and my three-legged dog somehow got on the table and ate the tops off of three frosted homemade chocolate cupcakes, looking guilty as hecc. Fun vet visit!
If someone's dog killed mine like that I would've ended the other dog on the spot instead of calling animal control.
I wouldn’t have been stupid enough to let my dog of it’s leash if there was a dog next door that could easily maul it death it was the guys fault
When I was much younger, back in the sixties, for Easter that year, my siblings and I each received a one pound, solid chocolate Easter Bunny, the first we'd ever gotten of that weight and solidity. I'd nibbled a bit from the ears, and set it down when I went to get a drink of water. I couldn't have been gone more than a couple of minutes, and while I was gone, our dog got my chocolate bunny off the table and wolfed it down, leaving only the wrapper. Of course I was upset, but was also a bit impressed, because she was clear across the large room when I set it down, and she'd traversed the length of the room and gobbled down the chocolate so quickly. That was also the last time any of my siblings and I ever got a solid Easter bunny until we were able to buy one for ourselves, and if we were given any candy for a holiday, if we had to set it down for a moment, we'd put it where the dog couldn't get to it.
“Now anytime I feel myself get bored I think about that day and it forces me to stick through the boredom in case there is suddenly boobies.” LMAO
My brother cracked his head opening while my mom was taking care of me and a couple of neighbor’s kids their mom asked her to look after for a few hours, and my mom did it as a nice gesture. My brother wanted to play outside on the swing set but my mom wanted to keep an eye on him so, me and the two neighbor kids were playing a board game inside next to the back door which was a clear glass door, so my mom could play the game with us and clearly see my brother 20 feet away swinging outside. She was playing with us and honestly looked away for MAX 30 seconds, I was right there and was intermittently watching my brother too. In that time, my brother swung into the side bar support of the swing set and got a nice gash on the back of his head. So my mom had to call the mom and another neighbor, take the two kids over to a different neighbors house to look after them while she took my brother and I to the hospital.
Now, plot twist, YEARS later, my brother told us that back when that happened, he was feeling neglected and jealous and injured himself ON PURPOSE. Even though my mom was trying her best to watch and take care of 4 kids at once. Now, it’s worth pointing out, my brother has a mild form of autism (aspergers syndrome) and tended to have.....moments like that especially when he was younger. He’s much better now and he even acknowledged and apologized to my mom that he didn’t really know why he did that, but he was at that moment just wanting attention....XD
My parents hated it whenever I was at any window. They turn their head and then I either:
-smash my butt through it
-jump through it
I had jumped through a window and stumbled into the neighbors house (I was 3), thankfully I was caught and brought back home. Parents opened the door to see me held by the hand of our neighbor, being asked if I was their child, all in three minutes after they closed my bedroom door for sleep.
I was an escape artist 24/7, and when I was with other sitters, I knocked out (tired them out) two grannies in one go by going over a fence.
Make sure you're 6 foot and everything can only be accessed by you, or your Kid will find a way to escape through it. XD
I was talking to my siblings while they were making dinner, I went to the bathroom and came right back to the kitchen.
In the maybe 3 minutes I was gone, my sister had cut her fingers so badly it caused nerve damage and my brother, who gets squiked out by blood, was gagging and about to pass out. I, the youngest, had to help me sister patch herself up and call our parents. There is, as far as I know, still blood on the ceiling in that kitchen. I was 12, and I still laugh my butt of about it whenever it comes up today.
We had a big glass sliding door in my house. on day it got stuck and couldn't get locked. Notice the lock was mising 2 screws. I told my OLDER brother not to touch it, was gonna go to the 24hrs store, buy some screws and come back.
Now, my big bro had a problem, if a hobo told him something he would listen, but if good old me told him something, if was bananas. In short, in his mind, he always knew better.
I was at my front door when I hear glass been broken. ''No way he would have right?''
Pffff mofo there slam the door full force and broke it in a million pieces.
Grandma got donuts
I turned my head for 2 seconds
Her lab stole half the donuts
He ran as I chased him screaming “buddy you fucking idiot you only stole the donuts that will kill you”
Chocolate
And a few other things that will kill him.
I went into the kitchen from the living room (so a five second walk), got a drink, and came back to my cat dragging my steak across the table on her way to hiding. She was battling cancer at the time, so I just cut off what she'd bitten and gave it to her since she wanted it badly enough to grab and run.
5:52 basset hounds are great climbers. My in laws have one and she gets into everything on the counters.
My mom’s story from when I was a toddler. She’s watching the son of her friend who was just my age. We were all having breakfast and she went to get something from the other room. When she gets back, I’m still in my high chair, but he’s now on top of the fridge.
I’ve had a few times in class where I’d go use the bathroom for like a few minutes, come back, and the whole class would be in trouble cause if some random crap a few people would do when I’d be gone and luckily I’d not have to do anything since I wasn’t in the room at the time.
When I was in beauty school I usually got food delivered so I’d have more time to study. The first two times I went out for Starbucks, I came back to ambulances outside my building. Nothing too serious, but enough to make me hesitate before going out for coffee the third time
The moral is dont mess with defenceless little girls sometimes they will mess you up...
That is a good moral to remember...
I can answer this for my parents.
When I was 1.5 years old my parents were having a house warming party (I don't remember exactly I just know that they had people over) and my mom had pushed the (now) hot kettle to the back in case us kids decide to fuck around. My mom turned to walk to someone and heard a crash and me crying. Within a few seconds I had used the kitchen drawers as stairs and saw the kettle grabbed it and fell down and that's how I got 2nd degree burns on my right arm. Now I have a nearly visible scare on my right forearm 18.5 years later (I'm 20 now).
For the dog pooping on the wall, they do it for the same reason for peeing on stuff! Worked as a trainer/behaviour trainer for a bit, one dog walked backwards onto the wall like a handstand and shat everywhere. Its usually just a territorial thing
Is nobody gonna talk about the dog that was killed???
Was at a game. Went to get a snack,came back,and 1 of our players had a broken leg,one had a sprained wrist,others had cracked ribs,and some had concussions. We lost *every single one* of our good players for a few months.
While I was a student aid at a VoTech school.
I left a fellow student in my class at a new 40lb anvil with an aluminum bar and a brass faced hammer to form said alu to a tail light part for a vintage car...
When I returned he managed to bend the tongue of the anvil....
When my SIL decided to shower while the pan heated. In the shower and heard someone in the house screaming ‘FIRE, FIRE’. She comes running out, bare arse naked to find two teenage boys from over the road trying to put out her kitchen fire. She replaced the kitchen but couldn’t replace the LA LA LA of her casual friendly relationship with the neighbours sons.
If my cat tore through my McDonald’s bag and ate my burger, I wouldn’t have a cat anymore.
Marinated, Waldo? Aristocats!
I always think the people on these videos who are parents are some of the best parents in the world
This is probably more of a story for my parents to recall but when I was somewhere from 3-5 and should have known better I convinced my little sister to go along with my master plan. When mom and dad were distracted for a bit me and my sister went into our houses back bedroom and did our crime. My parents found out a few minutes later when they came to check on us and found glitter coating literally everything in the room. My response “We made it all sparkly and pretty.”
Needless to say they weren’t happy. What confuses me most about it tho is that I inherently follow the rules and obey my parents, I was never a bad behaved child and I can recall a total of I think 3 times getting a time out. Besides the classic blunder of being 2 and finding unattended scissors and them meeting hair I didn’t really do bad things, ever. Guess I had my rebellious streak at 4, for a total of 30 minutes
Girl was given block cleaner for the Deli in the store, told to go clean the block. The other workers turned away for about 2 minutes and she was on the floor. She put the cleaner into the rotisserie and it heated up fast, then she looked inside to see if the oven was done . Not sure why she thought to put it in there and still have it on, even though both actions were wrong. She accidentally inhaled it for some reason and had to go to the emergency room.
It was my dads birthday, i was around 4 years old and my little brother could not walk yet.
My mother went to check the kitchen for a few minutes because she prepared a lot of food, meanwhile i tried to lift up my brother from under a table.
My mum came back to me bleeding from my left eye onto the floor and my brother laughing.
Safe to say my dad didnt get to celebrate, because we sat at the hospital all night - oops.
I walk away from my phone for literally 2 mins to take my meds,come back to my friend trying to drown me in minecraft and all my stuff is out of my inventory. He cleared my inventory by mistake and tried to make it look like I died and lost all my stuff.
Had a party at my house. About 10 people already there when a mate messages me and says she's made it as far as my estate but can't find my house so I say I'll go stand on the corner for her. People asked where they could go for joints so I asked the one person who'd been to my house before to let people know the smoking etiquette at my house and take them out to the garage (I'd set up chairs and ashtrays and stuff. Normally smoked in my shed, but you could only really fit like 4 people in it comfortably)
Stood outside for maybe a minute or so before my mate found me. Went back inside and went to head to the garage to join everyone for joints but didn't even make it to the garage because I could hear a lot of commotion in the shed. Opened the door and it was like a landslide of stoners.
My mate had had like 10 people cram themselves into the tiny shed. They were straight up like sardines. None of them even thought to roll in the house so they were all smushed together with like half of them trying to roll joints standing up and without being able to move their arms hahahah
My mate said he thought I'd meant the shed because he didn't know I had a garage (don't know how he missed the garage door, honestly) Everyone was so relieved when they saw the garage after thinking they were gonna have to smoke in the shed all night and we've not let him live it down hahah
My supervisor broke me out. I was gone 15 minutes. I come back, and my machine is on fire.
I remember once when I was a teenager, I had got in from school, and had cut myself a piece of peanut butter fudge for a snack. I was about to start my homework when I realized I needed something from my room before I could begin. In the very short time it took me to go to my room and come back to the kitchen, my dog had eaten my piece of fudge. He then proceeded to lick his lips, wag his tail, and look expectantly up at me as if to ask, "Do you have any more?"
One night I was getting home from a late party, I was the drink runner, so I spent the excess money on some burger King, got a burger and some nuggies, when I got home I set the food down on my desk. Just got a new kitty maybe 2 weeks ago, thinking "oh he is still to small to jump to my desk." So I went down stairs to get some water, maybe 2 minutes pass and I come back see a ripped open bag, and my cat under my bed trying to rip open the second bag to steal my nuggies. I recovered all but one nug, and I ate in peace. That's when I knew, "Fuck I love this little cat, and also I'm stuck with this little guy."
Not me but my mom. Many years ago we were preparing to visit my grandma for Easter. One of the presents we kids had gotten was this giant foil wrapped chocolate egg that we left on the dining room table. So we leave for the car and my mom realized that she forgot something. So she goes back in and there is the dog, standing on the table, egg in it's jaws, giving her a look like "what are you doing back? I thought you left!"
I was at a sleepover with my friends a couple years ago. I had used the bathroom, but when I came out everyone was hanging around my bestie. Apparently, she had had an allergic reaction to my other friend's dog and had broken out in hives.
I poked my head in my brothers room where him and the two kids we were babysitting (they were more or less just hanging out while their dads did stuff because their dads are good family friends) and I walk past, I see the youngest girl, she was 2 at the tkmey, and she had my brothers very light plastic baseball bat and the three of them were messing around I walk into the living room and all the sudden from my brothers room we hear "OOOOOWWWWWWW" the 2 year old hit my 9 year old brother over the top of the head with the bat, it was hilarious
damn you went all the way to reddit to record this, props to you!
I went upstairs to chill for a bit while my dad and brother were replacing the downstairs sink. Suddenly, this roar, so loud and deep, I got up and walked downstairs to find the bathroom flooded, the sink on the ground and my brother missing as he ran to turn off the water to the house. They broke the water pipe on accident.
The turtle one is probably true. If they have any chance to escape or climb something, trust me they will escape. Little shits are fearless...
When my kid was 3/4 she climbed out of the crib. (Still in crib cause quite a mischief maker.) she then colored the dinning room door as high as she could reach with permanent marker.
I went to the bathroom... came out and my son was covered in Palmer's Coconut body butter. I wanted to cry.
what is with small children covering themselves with weird substances
i do have a tendency to repel traffic apparently because every time im on a line taking calls (customer service for an airline) i'm sitting idle for hours on end sometimes and the person covering for me for my 15 min break takes 3 calls while im gone, then as soon as i get back no more calls again.
one time we were having a slow day, nothing major or interesting, i havent had a call for 40 min at the point where i took my 30 min lunch break.
i get back and there are 3 people covering my channel, the supervisors are all bunched up in an emergency meeting (pun intended) and everyone is running around because the newspapers are calling about how one of our planes just caught on fire mid-air in the course of the 30 minutes i was having my lunch
When you learn more about the Psychics of cold grease from a TH-cam video then a Science class, Lol - w -
Whenever I go on vacation... That is when shit hits the fan at work.
Got a call that I needed to be in the office due to a massive power failure and subsequent surge that, when restored, fried a crap ton of servers. This was in Seattle and they assumed I was doing the staycation thing. I was in Houston headed towards Phoenix and that I would be back in 2 days if they insisted. By the time I hit El Paso, they pretty much had it locked down.
Best one was when I was in India and the core routers and distribution switches went crazy with some looping and they managed to DDOS each other (to this day, I have no idea how that happened).
At school, I once had to copy something from the board the teacher was writing on. The teacher hadn't even finished the first line yet when my pen fell on the floor. After I grabbed it back and was ready to continue writing the teacher had filled the entire board!
I have a little cavapoo dog named Spencer.
In my house, most of the places where soccer would want to be are upstairs, and most of the places I want to be are downstairs, in the basement. Spencer was really attached to my mom back then, so he would often be upstairs with her.
One day, I walked down the stairs and went into a room that was not in sight of the staircase. Spencer had followed me to the top of the stairs and stopped at the top.
After about 5 seconds of me losing sight of the stairs, I hear a few thumping sounds coming from behind me. I turn around and Spencer is standing at the bottom of the steps, staring at me. He had never descended a staircase unassisted before, so I was surprised at first and I thought he must have followed me down.
I brought him back upstairs and suddenly realized that he must have FALLEN down the stairs. I have no idea how he fell down 20 hardwood-covered steps onto a hardwood floor and was totally fine. I'm lucky he didn't hurt himself. I'm 100% sure that he must have fallen down because for a long time after that you could tell that he avoided descending ANY staircase. He has gotten over it now though and goes up and down staircases with ease.
Not me but my mom/siblings.
One norning, my mom (of 5) came home from from dropping the 3 older kids off at school. She was tired, so she laid down on the couch, and conked out.
While mom was sleeping, and I was busy at school, my younger siblings (2 and 4 at the time) left to go to the park. So they slip out the back door, go down the alley and are halfway to the park when a cop happens by. The cop obviously intervenes, since my siblings could barely talk, let alone look after themselves, and begins going house to house looking for these kids family.
So this cop, looking for these kids family, come knocking on our door waking my mother up. She answers, and is met by this police officer with her 4 yo in tow, asking 'This your kid?' And my mom says yea, where's the other one? To which the cop says 'in the back of my squad car. You should really keep an eye on your bundles of joy.'
Thankfully my mom knows people on the force, so nothing really happened after that. Except we did get an actual lock on the back door soon after.
Tldr: My mom napped for 10 minutes, while my siblings went on a little adventure. Also it's not fun getting woken up by cops doing their famous police knock, only to realize your kids know what the backseat of a Crown Vic looks like.
I was there didn't leave. My cat puked and two seconds my daughter puked all over the place. Nice mess.
I turned around for a minute and when I turned back one of my friends was falling “artfully”