Stupidest way I've ever cut myself...

When I was in boy scouts we had a lot of fun with knives. Once, on a campout, two scouts, which I will refer to as isiot 1 and idiot 2, were involved in an incident which ended in stitches. Idiot 1 was viciously stabbing a book with idiot 2's swiss army knife (for some reason.) Idiot 2 suddenly decides that he wants his knife back (for whatever reason). Idiot 1 is still playing psycho with the knife when idiot 2 grabs for it. I think you can see where this is going. THe point of the knife clips Idiot 2's finger and sends him running for something to wrap his hand in as he leaves a trail of blood behind. Idiot 2 got stitches. Idiots 1 and 2 had to redo their Totin' Chip instruction. I wasn't involved but I was there.
 
I was making a sandwich with a large chef knife that I had just sharpened for my wife. Unfortunately she was gone for the weekend, so there I was making my sandwich and trying to open the jar of mustard with the knife in my hand still. Sure enough the jar popped open suddenly and the knife went to the bone on my thumb knuckle. Its started gushing blood so I wrapped it tight to stop the bleeding. I couldn't stop the bleeding enough to get steri-stips on so I had to leave it wrapped overnight. I'm poor and don't have insurance so I got to work on my one handed steri-stip skills in the morning.

Gotta love Steri-stips and super glue!!! A poor mans stitches.
 
The stupidest way I ever cut myself was by playing 'five finger fillet' against a friend with a USMC Kabar while drunk off my a$$. It seemed like a good idea at the time...
 
Dorito Monk said:
The stupidest way I ever cut myself was by playing 'five finger fillet' against a friend with a USMC Kabar while drunk off my a$$. It seemed like a good idea at the time...
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That one was deserved! How many stabs before you stopped poking away?
 
I had just gotten my Becker BK2 the day before, and I wanted to go test it out. I grabbed a 4" log, and started chopping at it. Well, it turns out my left hand, the one holding the log, was a little to close to where I was chopping. I felt a little nick, looked down, and said a very bad word as I looked at a huge opening in my hand. I was about 1/4" away from severing the tendon to my thumb. It required 2 internal stiches, 6 outer stiches, and about 2 weeks wrapped up, and then some sticky tape stuff on it for another week. Now i have a great 1"x3/16" wide scar on the back of my left hand.
 
jimh0220 said:
That one was deserved! How many stabs before you stopped poking away?
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I got myself with two really good ones before I noticed... Right and deep into the bone both times. I don't have the knife anymore and I have two great reminders of why whiskey and sharp objects don't mix. Durp :o
 
"Thought" I was carefully licking the peanut butter of the blade a freshly sharpened Sage. WRONG! Blood doesn't go with peanut butter. :o
 
Dorito Monk said:
The stupidest way I ever cut myself was by playing 'five finger fillet' against a friend with a USMC Kabar while drunk off my a$$. It seemed like a good idea at the time...
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A few buds and I were wasted drunk and were sticking a switchblade into the ground between each others feet, trying to see how close we could get. I said (in a loud voice), I'll show you how to do it ! And I proceeded to wind up like I was going to pitch a baseball, let fly, and sank it deeply into my best friends foot. They took it out in the emergency room. Ahhhh... the teenage years. :D
 
flipping a langeseax with a blade about three times longer than the handle, the odds caught up with my thumb.
 
That'll learn ya'!

I cut myself cleaning the blade on my Endura at the end of the first day of a 11-day hike. Cut right through the handkerchief . . . and my thumb. I learned to NOT DO THAT!
 
I was cutting open a bale of hay with my Izula and when I went to put my Izula back in its sheath (I carry my Izula in my pocket) I wasn't paying attention and stabbed my palm.
 
Oh man, Im having flashbacks, ahhhhhh nooooo :D

Be safe everyone, esp while consuming beerskis :o
 
Whenever I try to close my ZT 0301 one-handed, if I don't manage to close the blade entirely and the torsion bar pushes it back open, my pointer finger will fall back on the blade reflexively.
 
I had just finished cutting up an orange with my small sebenza. The phone rang so I picked it up and was talking as I fiddled around and picked up the sebenza and proceeded to close one handed, per my normal procedure, darn near slicing off the tip of my thumb. I continued the conversation as I applied pressure, looked for a tissue and dug out out my band aids. That did bleed like the dickens. The next day my buddy from the phone call asked why I sounded so distracted...

Later,
IamHeckBoy
 
Carving a piece of hardwood with a dull barlow when I was about 11. sliced, or maybe tore would be a better word, my index finger almost to the bone. Still got the scar :D
 
Was hanging out at my friend's house one day, back when I was 13 years old. His parents were out of town. We found a bottle of wine in the refrigerator and ended up drinking the whole thing.

So, what does a drunk 13 year old kid do? Why, peel a golf ball with a kitchen knife of course! Don't ask me why, it seemed like a good idea at the time. :o :D Split the end of my thumb open right good and bled everywhere. Probably should have gotten stitches, but was afraid to tell my parents how it happened. Luckily it healed up with minimal scarring.
 
I had just picked up a Benchmade 3550, which was my first-ever auto.

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After flicking it open a couple times, I went to use it to cut open a box. I was supprised at how poorly it was cutting. To get a bit more pressure on the blade, I placed my thumb against the back and pushed down. Little did I realize that I was holding the generally symetrical blade upside down, so that my thumb was presing down on the sharpened edge of the blade, and I was trying to cut with the back.

Ouch. :(
 
Years ago I worked in an auto parts store. I also had a bit of a drinking problem(long since resolved). A customer needed some heater hose. Instead of using the provided and appropriate hose cutter, I thought it would be a great opportunity to use my BM folder. I forget the model but I think it was an Ascent. As the last part of the hose was cut it was thinner and cut easier than the middle but I failed to anticipate that. It flew through straight into my leg. About where calf and ankle meet. Stab. I knew I'd done it but having swilled some vodka shortly before, I did not think much of it. I finished with the customer and my counter partner pointed and said "Uh...Doug"? I looked down to see myself standing in a rather large pool of blood. I lied and said I caught it on something in the aisle. As it happens there was a bit of flashing sticking out of a corner where I said I'd done it, that could have done that. They did not investigate anymore. I got compensated. I was out of work for a long time. Weeks. My leg was really bad. It was swollen and black. The blade went in about an inch by my estimate. Moral of the story. Do not try to use a knife while intoxicated. It happened very fast and was a direct result of impaired judgment. BTW I have not had a drop for almost six years.
 
pushing a piece of apple through an apple slicer with my thumb, right to the bone. I guess i needed the reminder of why i like my knives for kitchen duties and such.
 
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