Near death experiences.

 I served in the Canadian military and nearly was killed more than a few times. I also was almost killed as a youngster. One of my friends says I that I am unkillable. I will be posting a photo of one of my  brushes with death a littlle later on when the kid next door gets home he knows more about computers than I do!

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Every time we pass on the street, I die a little inside.

You like it so much or you hate it so much?

Joren wrote: You like it so much or you hate it so much?

Hate it, hate it, hate it, hate it...

Sorry about this guys and girls but I think that Topographic Oceans is a big pile of monkey toss.

Even so, I'd choose it over a Westlife CD

ABBA? No you should be shot. You are forever tainted.

 

I've had a few close calls. When I was a kid running home in the rain, a lightning bolt struck a tree I was passing and the limb missed my head by inches. A big freakin' limb... bigger around then Reed's undies...

When I was in the military we were cleaning up a base in Texas after one of those trailer crushing tornadoes. I was guiding a tree truck being lifted by a crane when the chain snapped and whizzed past my bean.... about an inch. Scared the poopie outta me. I sat down a smoked about five cigarettes in a row, I was so freaked out.

A few years ago I was wrestling with a know HIV positive guy who was cuttin' himself up with a razor. I had to get the razor away from him, PR ya-know. My gloves ripped (I had some cuts on my hands from a previous incident) and I had his blood all over me. I know it's not the same as starring death in the face, but waiting for those blood test results was pretty unsettling.

I was pretty shot up in 'Nam,but I dont like to talk about it.

I remember this one time.............

Once saw Motorhead in a school hall in Bolton-that was a near-deaf experience!

I have phobia against the planes (even when I use them very often), one day going in a local fligh, something exploded in the back so I asked the hostess, she told me it was normal but she was pale and took her place and fastened seat belts, I know for sure that if something blows there is trouble and if the crew takes their seats and are frightened, well, we are in deep sh!t.

When we were arriving to Lima I saw the same monument from the window 5 times, so I knew they were burning fuel, after a few minutes the hostess who sat at my side told me they were throwing fuel to the sea, thanks God she had three of those little scotch bottles that she gave me and i drank the three without water or ice in a couple of seconds.

But there was no panic, only tried to call my family from the celular phone to say I love them,  but the hostess didn't let me.

After a few minutes we had a terrible landing with emergency position and everything, after seconds that seem minutes the plane stopped, three engines were covered by smoke and two tires blew, but we were safe.

After recovering I invited the hostess (Who was really gorgeus) to a pub the next day and there she told me the explosion were two engines and the pilot never knew if the landing tires were in position, he just took the risk because we were totally out of fuel.

Iván

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Now -- Inquiring minds want to know: Did you suffer le petit morte (the "little death") with the lovely stewardess later? Hmmmm?

Je suis un chevalier Peter, so you'll haveto stay with the doubt

Now seriously, I also believe it's unnatural to use planes, last time I tried to conquer my phobia listening Another Red Nightmare while in the plane, but didn't work.

Iván

I usually sit by the emergency exit not because I'll be the first guy out, but because they're is always more leg room

I don't have ´preferences, I'm terrified anywhere inside a plane.

When I worked in Volvo I had to travel by plane an average of 40 times a year, and it was terrible.

I always enter to the plane with my diskman and a small bag, but I never use the diskman, I just sit and stay in the same position from the start of the flight to the end. Usually local travels are short about an hour or 90 minutes, so there's not much time to suffer. The funny thing is that in those years there were only 2 domestic airlines (Each one worst than the other) and all the hostess knew me because I usually give a show pushing imaginary brakes, getting pale when there is turbulence and being almost catatonic.

So when I entered to the plane there was always a nice hostess with a double scotch ready (even though it's forbiden according to our laws to serve liquor before departure. And when the first double vanishes (in a couple of minutes) there is another hostess with the second one, etc.

I never screamed (like people I saw) or bothered the passengers (except the poor guy/girl that sat at my side and shared my panic face) but I believe the crew prefered me drunk that take the risk of a show.

But the terrible thing is in International flights, I smoke a lot and almost no airline admits smoking anymore, so my anguish is increased by my frutrated nicotine ingestion, and in those flights the hostess don't know me, so there's no double scotch waiting for me. So I have to use a couple of sleeping pills (that usually don't work) because most international departures are from 3 to 8 am so they serve breakfast and no liquor.

Thanks God I don't have to use so many planes anymore, because the stress was killing me, I could be in a pradise island on vacations but I didn't enjoyed completely because of the perspective of having to take a plane back home.

Iván

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Wait until you see my picture which I will scan later on today.