The absolute dumbest thing you've ever done with a knife is.............?

Not what I did, but what my brother did (he also frequents this Board, but I will not divulge his name).

Back when we were little, like 4 or something, my twin brother and I were out exploring the neighborhood, and he found a knife. We were on opposite sides of a fence, so I couldn't see it. I told him to give me the knife, so he threw it over the fence and nailed me in the forehead between the eyes.
 
This silly event involves my (then) new Timberline Assisted Opener.

School night, I'm bored, begin to play with knife when I notice a large sented candle on my desk. With out thinking I begin carving it. Instantly becoming bored I decided to see if I coud drive the blade through it.

Griping cold hard candle in my left had I shove hard. Next thing I know steel is contacting my left pointer finger bone at the base.

I bled for a couple hours and couldn't move most of my fingers for over a week. :eek:

Probably should have gone to the hospital, but I didn't. Oh well, I have a scar to remind me to be careful now. :)
 
The absolute dumbest thing I've done with a knife is
start collecting them! Now my bank account is almost
nill most of the time, and I still cant wait to get
the next one! :confused:
 
Slicing my thumb bad enough to need stiches....that was bad....worse was I was a "poor starving college student" with no insurance at the time. I think the ER bill and stiches cost about the same as a good custom $$$$$$:eek:
 
The absolute dumbest thing I've ever done with a knife was playing mombleypeg with my best friend when I was a wee lad. Amazingly, we both came through unscathed.

The dumbest thing I've done with a knife lately was to show my older brother how to flick open a knife first. (I was going to explain safety tips AFTER he mastered flicking it open.) He was a fast learner, and flicked it open beautifully his first time. Unfortunately, he flicked it open across his thigh, instead of straight away from himself. He sliced his thigh wide open. We had to go to the emergency room and get him 8 stitches.
 
There is a product out that damn near makes stitches useless enless you got stabbed sliced bad. Its called NEWSKIN and comes in little one ounce bottles in the Band-Aid section of the grocery store. Just brush a little on the cut and it gills all bacteria and seals the wound completly. I went swimming many a time after using it and it never disolved and I've noticed it minimizes scarring alot.
 
I was just reading about the worst thing ya did with a knife stories, when I came upon a reply invoving getting hurt playing Mumbley Peg.
Used to play it when I was a kid, that, Chicken and Stretch.
I remember Colonial,(I think, I'm not sure) used to put out a knife that listed the scoring on the handles, any of the older folk like me out there remember how to play and how to score.

My God, wasn't that a stupid, dangerous game?
But wasn't it fun?:D

Sorry meant to make this a new thread.:(
 
When I was four years old, I was using a Wallace sterling carving knife to cut grooves in my mom's silver box. Whacked my left index finger right down to the bone. Still have no feeling in the lower half of the finger. 36 years later, I still very vividly remember that ER visit.
 
Posted this before. Not very proud of my goofs. The injury is never as bad as the long wait at the emergency room.


First set of stitches from a knife that I can remember is when I was about 16 and was cutting some reeds with a POS folder. Just sharpened it and it got stuck in a knot, ya did just what you aren't suppose to do. Turned the knife around and cut toward the left hand. Sliced through the left thumb a bit below the nail almost cutting off the pad of that thumb. Several stitches later, back in business.

Got a few stitches when I jammed a 1/2 inch chisel through the side of my left index finger. Just the first of a few left index injuries.

Cut about a half inch off the tip of the left thumb tip cutting building stakes with a hatchet. No stitches, wasn't enough place to stitch. The DR just rapped it in elastic gauze and said good luck. I had luck and it reattached, no problem

Got a close call flicking open my AFCK. Wicked sharp. I flipped it open with my left hand and it got away from me. It was close to my face and when it made a turn it made a half inch jab in the side of my face just to the left of my mouth. Used a few butterfly bandages for a few days and really had no scar.

Got a new Accent and was cutting off one of those plastic bangs you get when you go to a boat show to go an come. Knife slipped, very sharp, and made a nice V cut in the side of my left index finger. Seven stitches later all is well.

Last incident, was the Saturday before Christmas. I was cutting up some raw turkey while doing some cooking. Using a long bladed Cold Steel filet knife and it needed a touch up. I had a set of long crock sticks in a red holder. NO brand name on it. The left stick slipped out of the holder and the single safety rod wasn't safe enough. A 1 1/4" cut right on the top of my left index finger down to the tendon. First thing I did was check to see if it moved. The doctor and I was supprised that I hadn't cut the tendon. He looked quite a while to make sure. Five stitches and it is the first cut that didn't heal well. When the stitches came out only half the cut had closed. Had to keep butterflys on it for seven more days.

My left hand should run in fear every time I take out a sharp implement.
 
This is to John Watson:
:eek: :eek: :eek:
Good God man! Have you ever considered a safer hobby? If I'd had such a streak of bad luck with knives, I'd have a hard time picking one back up... I think I'd take up basket weaving or something - just kidding!

Be careful man!
 
Didn't happen to me, but a true story -- In 1975 I was the Navy liaison officer at Camp Pendelton, and was invited to the Marine Corps birthday Ball. Part of the celebration called for the Commanding General to cut the birthday cake, and to share the duties with a senior Gunny. The Gunny presented his dress sword, scabbarded, on a gold and red velvet pillow, offered it to the General to do the honors, and ---you guessed it --- the General cut the cake and scabbarded the sword BEFORE cleaning all that yummie frosting from the blade. HOWLS !! as only the Marines can howl.
HOOOO-AAAh !!
MtMike :)
 
That would have to be the time me and a roommate played "darts" with some paring knives and a bulleting board in our college dorm. Fortunately, no one got hurt, we kept our successes on the bulletin board (and off the drywall) and both the knives and bulletin board were cheap and easily replaceable.

My only self-inflicted stitches were from trying to pound a railroad spike into a load of tar the railroad had dumped on the siding as a boy. Got a finger between the rock and a hard place (the spike) and it "popped." :eek:
 
The cigarette lighter cell phone power adapter in my aunt's car wasnt charging her phone. I looked in the lighter recepticle and saw that the removable lighter element was still in there, minus its handle. Lacking commonsense, needlenose pliers, or the foresight to disconnect the battery, I attempted to pry it out with my Endura. It now bears a nice burn scar and melted chip inthe blade, and I have a healthy respect for seemingly low voltage electricity.

Bill
 
Dumbest thing I have done....

cut my left index finger off...:( (Gerber LMF)

Lucky they knew how to put it back on. Got a mean scar to brag to the girls about too!:D
 
Not so surprisingly this story involves alcohol.

Came home one night drunk as hell, and realized that I still had a concert wrist band on. So I grab my Endura and go to. Unfortunately I was cutting away from my wrist, but towards my face. Well when the knife cut the band, I was applying a lot of pressure so sure enough I hit myself in the face.

Luckily for me the contact wasn't hard and it was a tiny cut, barely any bleeding. Still it scared the hell out of me, even drunk.

Could have been a *lot* worse.

Pierre
 
Antdog, I really couldn't see my way clear to give up collecting, using and enjoying knives. The way I see it, over a life time of handling sharp items, that isn't too bad and certainly not enough to keep me from buying more playtoys. At least I can say that after the same length of time using firearms, I haven't shot myself or anyone else for that matter. :)

Everytime I take one of my knives out to use,play with, etc. the wife cringes. Now she cringes when our 18 yr old plays with his kives. She probably wouldn't mind the injuries so much except she is always the designated ambulance driver.

One must suffer for ones passions............
 
Dumbest is slashing the base of my thumb near the palm, severing everything. Ruined the microsurgeons day of golf.
Second dumbest is slicing the top of my index finger lenghtwise with a good old Stanley.(pic in album below)
 
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