What's the most terrible thing you've ever done?

[AnubisVonMojo]

Gah. Sorry G. I'm used to being the punchline guy, not the setup guy. Bad on me.

Just out of curiosity, does your dog do the Truffle Shuffle too?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t5whaRkuipU

[zombie no.one]

Sadly, people suck most of the time. During my childhood we lost three cats and two dogs to hit & runs, all that happened out front of our house. Either people don't care, rationalize, "Meh, if they didn't want it to die they should've kept it in the house" like douche bags, figure they don't have time to stop, or are too afraid of getting into trouble for fessing up. Once again, people suck most of the time.

yeh shocking isnt it. Hit-n-Run, str8 up...

my dad's actually built a little pet graveyard at the bottom of their garden. probably haunted now, the amount of animals that are in there - we lost a couple of dogs as well (from natural causes tho')

[Menard]

Once, I got so drunk I blew chunks.

The fat kid from The Goonies?! Damn, that is pretty terrible...

Actually, you're supposed to say something like "That's no big deal, everybody drinks too much and gets sick from time to time", where I reply with "You don't understand, CHUNKS is my DOG'S NAME".

I'd sympathize with you, ghouck, but I'm presently busy laughing at what 'nube said.

[Rev. Powell]

Just thought of some more.  Once I stole a Christmas tree.  And I swiped a pain pill from my grandfather when he was dying of cancer.

Shoot, after all this remembering, I'm afraid now the faces of those I've wronged will hover before me tonight when I lie down to sleep. 

[zombie no.one]

Once I stole a Christmas tree. 

that's some Grinch shizzle

[Sister Grace]

A long time ago, my ex and I were arguing. I shoved him (in self defense) and he proceeded to fall down the stairs outside our apartment. He broke both his legs. He blamed me, I blamed myself for being happy about it...

Isn't it terrible to feel guilty for not feeling guilty...

[Mr. DS]

I used to spit on this kid during middle school with a bunch of other kids.  Not sure why I did seeing I had no real problem with him. 

My mother tried to hit me after I mouthed off to her and I blocked it.  She sprained he wrist and I laughed at her. 

I was pulling into a parking lot once and this old lady was in the way so I neutral dropped the car and reved the engine.  I laughed hysterically as she ran away.  Sadly I still laugh now.  But the good news is I apparently I keep good (or is it bad) company according to this thread.   

[Trevor]

In my second year of high school, the school bully was always on my case and in my face. At a rugby match in which I was taking no part, he decided to show his buddies how he would tackle me. He brought me down and I hit my head on the brick paving around the field.

I got violently angry, I saw white, not red and kicked him in the side of the head, almost like a Chuck Norris roundhouse kick ~ this guy screamed and dropped like a sack of old $hit in front of his buddies. End result, the bullies left me alone, the school bully suffered a fractured skull and was away from school for over a month, my Mom was horrified but my Dad was very pleased with me for taking a bully down.

The odd thing is that the bully and I became best friends after that and he always introduced me to pals of his as "the only guy who's ever knocked me on my ass". 

[Trevor]

this guy screamed and dropped like a sack of old $hit in front of his buddies.

Just FYI, I don't actually know what a sack of old $hit looks like or what it sounds like when it's dropped, I just thought that would be a good way to describe how the bully reacted to getting his butt kicked by a nerd. 

[Trevor]

A long time ago, my ex and I were arguing. I shoved him (in self defense) and he proceeded to fall down the stairs outside our apartment. He broke both his legs. He blamed me, I blamed myself for being happy about it...

Isn't it terrible to feel guilty for not feeling guilty...

If he touched you with the intent to harm you, SisterG, you should have broken more than that idiot's legs, IMO. 

[Derf]

I grew up in a small town with a teacher for a mother and a deputy sheriff for a father, so I couldn't get away with anything anywhere. A couple of things do come to mind, though, one mean and one stupid.

In sixth grade, there was a kid named Melvin that got picked on a lot. He was one of the few who got picked on even more than me. I even picked on him. I'd done something to him (I don't remember what) and was bragging about it on the playground. He ran up behind me, arms extended, and shoved me as hard as he could to the ground. I got up and kicked him as hard as I could in the groin. He was still writhing on the ground when the bell rang, and everyone just left him there and went inside. I still feel bad about that every time I think about it.

In high school, I was leaving the parking lot after school when a friend of mine jumped up onto the trunk of my car. She was just being silly. I remember thinking momentarily about whether I should tell her to wave while I moved forward slowly, parade style, or if I should just floor it. I hit the accelerator (I drove a 1975 Malibu Classic with a 351 engine at the time, so I could accelerate quite nicely). I remember looking in the rear-view mirror and seeing her feet in the air as she tumbled head over heels. I stopped immediately and checked on her, of course, and she said she was all right, but she was obviously hurting. She didn't suffer any major injuries, thankfully, and she didn't really seem to bear me any ill will. Her mother, however, radiated ill will toward me after that.

[zombie no.one]

Her mother, however, radiated ill will toward me after that.

nice story , but that bit's just reminded me of this:

about 10 yrs ago I went round to my friend's house pretty drunk and hung out for a while, then his brother came back from football practice and I decided I wanted to have a go on his brother's guitar so I knocked on his brother's door and he answered and I asked if I could have a go on his guitar but he said "no", which in my drunk mind didn't compute very well so I tried to barge myself into his room, he was fighting me off and we ended up having a mini-scuffle on their hallway which escalated into a full on fight in which I got cut on my fingers, he then locked himself inside his room and I ended up writing "DIE", in blood on his bedroom door. his mother came up the stairs and saw this and threw me out...lol

[ghouck]

Gah. Sorry G. I'm used to being the punchline guy, not the setup guy. Bad on me.

Just out of curiosity, does your dog do the Truffle Shuffle too?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t5whaRkuipU

I don't even have a dog, I just like that joke. . 

[WingedSerpent]

I suggested to John McCain this unknown Alaskian senator to be his running mate.
Then I told Mark Walberg that he should be in Max Payne movie.

[Sister Grace]

I remember when I was fifteen, my mom was dating a real jerk named lonnie. On the day she told him to move out, I peed on his toothbrush.