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I remember going to the first fast n furious at the theater. Ice storm during the movie so everything was covered in ice after, had to chisel around the door just to open it. But that didn't kill the racing spirit in some of them. They got in their cars and tore out of the parking lot. 2 slammed into trees on their way out. Another didn't get far, jackknifed himself on a light pole. I just sat in my car watching it, way better than the movie.

I broke smth in my ring finger bc I punched walls as a kid hoping to break it the way they did in spy kids. We make brick houses here. Was reminded of this after I saw a similar post on lemmy somewhere.

Sled down the stairs and out the front door like in Home Alone. My stairs didn't perfectly line up so I hit the edge and went tumbling. luckily at 7 my bones were made of rubber and I only had bruises

When me and my younger brother were little, we were outside playing and digging in the snow with an old claw hammer from the barn. It must have been shortly after watching the classic Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer.

I got the bright idea to tell him to stick the claw of the hammer in the snow, then pull it out and lick it, just like Yukon Cornelius does, and maybe we could find gold.

Needless to say, tongue + ice cold metal hammer were quite the match and he was stuck instantly. Being as little as we were he panicked and ripped it off, along with a large thick chunk of tongue skin. Quite a bit of red snow that day...

I remember getting in trouble for that one. My parents definitely thought I tricked him on purpose, but I couldn't have been more than 8 or so and definitely did not. I also remember that hammer sitting outside for the rest of the winter, with a chunk of tongue still frozen to it.

I can't remember what movie it was, but we took the ball out of an old school computer mouse, the kind that's a solid steel ball covered in rubber. Then we all sat in a circle, and hucked it at each other's nuts. Hurt like a mother, and we each did it at least ten times, iirc, but that may just be me remembering it more extreme than it was, because it was horrid. Lol. We played many, many times during sleep overs and such. I think my balls we bruised for most of my 13th year. Lol.

When I was 3, I put a towel on like a cape and jumped off of some furniture thinking that I could fly. I hit my mouth on the corner of our coffee table and had to get stitches. I got to eat ice cream for a week, though!

I think I watched Superman or something rip his shirt open so I did it to my own PJs. I was only five so I could only rip them a little.

My brother, some friends, and I did a martial arts tournament like Mortal Kombat. Needless to say I won.

Imitating Pauly Shore in Encino Man during freshman year of high school. I was already a conventionally unattractive overweight nerd, so the affectation was not so much the final nail, but one of many in my social coffin.

I got better tho

I was in collage when Fight Club came out. Of course a bunch of guys decided to make an underground Fight Club. I never went to one bc I am a women and therefore exculded from Manly Punching Time but, boy, oh boy did I witness the fallout.

It didn't take long for poeple to realize that maybe a computer major shouldn't be fist fighting a ex marine who was here on the GI bill. Or maybe accounting majors shouldn't be trying to punch the six foot tall guy who does construction to afford his textbooks. Poeple had black eyes, knocked out teeth, concussions and face swelling. Turns out it's hard to hide an underground fight ring where you hit each other in the face.

Luckily the Fight club disbanded before admin got involved, and before anybody got really hurt.

I went over a bike ramp when I was about eight or nine years old, pretending that I was bo duke from Dukes of Hazzard. I lost the bike. Instead of my sitting on the bike. I was spread eagle over the bike, the tires were pointing to my right the handlebars were under me. Laws of physics took over. I dropped on that bike really hard. Slightly caved in my chest.

Not me personally, but back in high school (in the late 20th century lol) a group of kids I went to school with got inspired by Dead Presidents to rob a bunch of banks. They got caught.

Saw a girl on TV cut a big chunk her hair off and give it to her stalker. I wanted to be tough like her, so I cut off a chunk of my hair. Ended up with the Johnny Depp style Willy Wonka haircut. I hated it. I was like 7.

Paid full price for Avatar 2

Not a movie, but I remember trying to do kamehameha when I was 8 years old or something after watching Dragon ball Z.

I ripped a leaf off a tree and tried to eat it because they made TREE STARS LOOK SO FUCKING GOOD

Some kids claimed you could run faster if you hold your fingers straight, because that's how T-1000 (Robert Patrick) runs in Terminator 2.

Nothing overly crazy but I remeber watching the Matrix in the theater for the first time and being sooo pumped up that my buddy and I went whopping and hollaring through the mostly abandoned mall food court (got out super late). Mall security ended up chasing us down in the parking lot because they thought we had stolen something or were vandals. We had to explain we were just high from a great movie lol.

I was just trying to feel the Force and gradually jump from bigger heights. Haven't broken anything, so it was more or less good sport. But taught me wrong things about physical strength etc.

Nothing myself, but when I was a kid, I recall reading an article saying kids from Edmonton went into the sewers, trying to find the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

Idiots. Everybody knows the TMNT live in the sewers of New-York city.

I would jump on the couches pretending I was Scar singing Be Prepared

Pretty sure movies are at least partially to blame for that first programming class :-)

Watched the Lion King as a five year old and the stampede scene stuck out to me. The next day at daycare I bit the teachers ass in the same way the hyenas tried to bite the Cape Buffalo's tail.

A friend of mine was in San Diego on business where her company put her up in a swanky hotel. I drove down from LA to meet her. I had some bills that were due so I brought them with me, wrote my checks (this was before online bill pay), stamped my envelopes, and asked the front desk to please include them with their outgoing mail.

For those who haven't figured it out, that's what Andy Dufresne did at the bank in Shawshank Redemption.

Lucky for me, they were nice about it and they actually did mail my letters for me, but I still cringe when I think about it today.

I saw some dumb movie about a time travel loop a few months back, I don't even remember the name. The plot was so uninspired, I started to think about how to prevent time loops from ever occurring, so at least that kind of lazy writing won't invade nonfiction. It sort of snowballed into a hardware design.

It's definitely the dumbest reason I've had to build a particle detector. The idea is to generate output that would be different in every iteration (via no-hidden-variables + a tunneling-governed radioactive decay), to determine whether you are in a loop via a simple statistical test.

If that poses a problem for something you will have been working on, just reach out by December 1st, 2023 with the one-time-code "19 8 9 2 2 15 12 5 20 8 ". I will have recognized that, and we could have planned around what your needs will have been.