When I was little, cut my leg on a heater. Got stitches.
When I was a teenager, I bruised my arm after jumping over a box and slipping on the piece of cardboard on the floor. Had to go to ER to get it bandaged, it was really puffy. It did hurt.
Another time, tried to do a stunt on my bike, but the chain broke and cut my upper lip. It hurt.
During adulthood, I bruised my ribs after getting in a car accident. It hurt like hell for a month.
A year ago, a month before my sixteen birthday, I broke both my hands by falling from five meters onto a concrete path. Spent three weeks in a hospital and, so far, had three operations. Still have metal in my right arm.
No. Helmet. I was driving a scooter. Rear ended a car when the throttle stuck. Walked away (well, wobbled) with nothing more than a torn ligament in my knee.
I was hit by a car at age 6, stabbed in the wrist at age 7 by a neighbor kid, broke my arm when I was 10..things went smoothly until age 37 when I had my first of several heart attacks. Excitement is highly over rated.
Dunno ages, but I remember as a kid [a] getting a scooter right in the knee cap (reread if you think I stuttered, dunno how it didn't break), [b] squirtgun pistol-whipped my own wrist, [c] BB gun ricochet to the forehead, and like every other kid, I've (ran into, got hit by) something while (on my bike, on skates, running) at just under 20 miles an hour. All without breaking a single bone, and I'm still not 20 years old.
My dad accidentally sat on my leg and broke it when I was under 2 years old; broke a collarbone falling downstairs when I was 3; knocked out a tooth jumping off the steps when I was 6; put a hole in my forehead that needed stiches stoopydooping on the bed when I was 8; slammed my thumb in the car door and broke it when I was 11; twisted my knee rollerskating when I was 16 and tore the ligaments; slipped on icy stairs and bashed the other knee into a wall and damaged the cartilige when I was in my 20s.
Since then, I haven't done too much more damage to myself. Just wish the injuries I had were from doing something exciting!
I once slowed my bicycle with my toes while I was wearing flip-flops. Another time I rode it around a corner too fast, skidded into a telephone pole and fell over and scraped up my chin.
I once got over 30 stitches in my eyebrow from walking into a tree… My friends first comment: “Were you reading?” I hadn’t been, which makes it even more of a fail.
How does one’s thumb get rusty enough to need chopping off?
In any case, y’all are just beginners…guy I knew in 1971 (jr high) had, by the time I had him in classes, over 450 stitches from one accident or another, and scars all over. And then I saw him walk into a plate glass window, head first, shatter it, have the shards fall down ON HIM and slice his leg open…think that one put him over 500. Not only was he actually accident prone, but when they’d happen they were like ten times worse. Never met anyone else even remotely that bad.
I once got a papercut. I think that's pretty intense.
*spit-take*
I once roller-bladed into a park bench. That was an awesome day.
looks like the Bug used to watch too many Bruce Willis movies. well, at least I imagine the kidBug with Willis' face. 🙂
I walked into a door. Today. My life is still an adventure.
I once flew on a rope-swing into a heap of stinging nettles. Good times.
When I was little, cut my leg on a heater. Got stitches.
When I was a teenager, I bruised my arm after jumping over a box and slipping on the piece of cardboard on the floor. Had to go to ER to get it bandaged, it was really puffy. It did hurt.
Another time, tried to do a stunt on my bike, but the chain broke and cut my upper lip. It hurt.
During adulthood, I bruised my ribs after getting in a car accident. It hurt like hell for a month.
A year ago, a month before my sixteen birthday, I broke both my hands by falling from five meters onto a concrete path. Spent three weeks in a hospital and, so far, had three operations. Still have metal in my right arm.
I guess mine beats yours, ha!
I rolled over an ATV, getting crushed under it, breaking both arms and a collarbone. Do I win?
I flew 40' over three lanes of traffic.
Were you wearing a cape at the time?
No. Helmet. I was driving a scooter. Rear ended a car when the throttle stuck. Walked away (well, wobbled) with nothing more than a torn ligament in my knee.
Where are all you people getting these injuries? All I ever had was hyperventilating fits after crying about spilt ice cream…
Mighta lost some braincells there, tho. >.>
Screwed up the hedge for a month. I once ran very fast into a barbed wire fench that I didn't see – owwww
I was hit by a car at age 6, stabbed in the wrist at age 7 by a neighbor kid, broke my arm when I was 10..things went smoothly until age 37 when I had my first of several heart attacks. Excitement is highly over rated.
Dunno ages, but I remember as a kid [a] getting a scooter right in the knee cap (reread if you think I stuttered, dunno how it didn't break), [b] squirtgun pistol-whipped my own wrist, [c] BB gun ricochet to the forehead, and like every other kid, I've (ran into, got hit by) something while (on my bike, on skates, running) at just under 20 miles an hour. All without breaking a single bone, and I'm still not 20 years old.
My dad accidentally sat on my leg and broke it when I was under 2 years old; broke a collarbone falling downstairs when I was 3; knocked out a tooth jumping off the steps when I was 6; put a hole in my forehead that needed stiches stoopydooping on the bed when I was 8; slammed my thumb in the car door and broke it when I was 11; twisted my knee rollerskating when I was 16 and tore the ligaments; slipped on icy stairs and bashed the other knee into a wall and damaged the cartilige when I was in my 20s.
Since then, I haven't done too much more damage to myself. Just wish the injuries I had were from doing something exciting!
So were you on a first-name basis with CPS?
OK, I think you win. o.o I can just see you having a stamp card. One more and you get a free appendectomy.
I once met a star and er… wait… no, that's too interesting, scratch that!
When I was 10-ish, I fell and skided across a wooden playground, still have a scar from the splinters. >_<
I once fell down stairs by tripping over my own legs.
Love the motion in the first and third panels!
I once fractured my skull as a kid, the funny thing is NOBODY remembers exactly how it happend……
I stifled a sneezed and broke a rib.
panel 1 and 2 rock! 🙂
I…I…I can burp the alphabet… no wait that was a dream… hmmmm…
XD awww LOL
I "stumbled" to this site today and have now read heaps of your comics. Adam you are a genius no question about it.
Devoted Fan
"Drop the rocks, or I shoot you in the stones."
That line has had me cracking up all Saturday long. Seeing as I didn't get my Friday dosage of Bug due to computer errors and such.
Oh Ya! Not on my watch!
omg. I just poo-ed myself at how awesome his childhood was….
I stubbed my toe a couple times as a kid…
I roller skated into a hedge TOO! And I got a 4-inch thorn stuck in my palm when I did it. Good times.
at least i got to run through a crappy wall at my school. the principal was not happy but didnt say anything
I think another appropriate ending for the last panel would have been, "… and then I woke up."
I once slowed my bicycle with my toes while I was wearing flip-flops. Another time I rode it around a corner too fast, skidded into a telephone pole and fell over and scraped up my chin.
I also broke a toe when I was running thru the house and caught it on a doorframe.
I chopped off part of my thumb with a hatchet once. It was rusty. Ahh, memories.
I once got over 30 stitches in my eyebrow from walking into a tree… My friends first comment: “Were you reading?” I hadn’t been, which makes it even more of a fail.
How does one’s thumb get rusty enough to need chopping off?
In any case, y’all are just beginners…guy I knew in 1971 (jr high) had, by the time I had him in classes, over 450 stitches from one accident or another, and scars all over. And then I saw him walk into a plate glass window, head first, shatter it, have the shards fall down ON HIM and slice his leg open…think that one put him over 500. Not only was he actually accident prone, but when they’d happen they were like ten times worse. Never met anyone else even remotely that bad.