What is the most ignorant or foolish thing you've done with a khuk, other knife, or

I've been pretty lucky, I don't have any scars from knives. The only stupid thing I do is to say "Haaaay-yah" when I swing a knife around, it lets my wife know I'm screwing around and she yells at me to be careful :D. So now I say "Haaay-yah" all the time even with table knives and then laugh at her for whipping her head around to see what I'm doing, LOL.

I do, or did, have a scar from a ruler. It was that great day when you go get new school supplies for the coming year. It's the day before school and I have all my new pencils, notebooks, and a wood ruler with the metal strip on the edge. I'm sitting on the chair watching cartoons or whatever, playing with my new ruler. Somehow I get to rubbing it across my forehead, and being distracted by the evil tv I kept doing it for a while... Then Mom came in and started raising hell. The metal strip had worked a cut right between my eyebrows. So I have to go off to school with this 1.5" scab on my forehead (did I mention it is my first day of school in the US since we just moved from Canada?). And picture day was just a few days later so it shows up there too. Lesson: don't get distracted, dummy!
 
I was testing the grip in the sheath of my 18" AK.Turned it up side down and viola ,It slipped through my grip and almost cut my pinky off. :rolleyes: :mad: :o
 
Back when I was into throwing knives for fun I had maybe a half dozen assorted knives from a WW II German bayonet to a, bigger than Mom's that I cut the extension cord in two with, Old Hickory Butcher Knife I had bought with my own money.
The bayonet had to thick of a blade for me to get much of an edge on although it was still pretty sharp.
On the other hand the Old Hickory butcher knife was like a razor.
When I first learned to throw a knife I learned by holding the blade instead of the handle.:rolleyes:

It didn't take me long to learn to at least turn the blade with the back down against my palm instead of the edge.:o
But however it was a long enough time that I had a very rough and sore palm from the sharp edges passing over it when throwing.:rolleyes:
 
In front of a group of shoppers I managed to gouge (a carving gouge) my middle finger when a nice lady distracted me with a question about carving.....they say I turned white...not easy for a ndn and a nice old lady drove me to the emergency room to get sewed up...
 
Early teens, Boy Scout, sharpening knife,
testing on hair of upper thigh,
got mindless sloppy toward the end,
instead of shaving I sliced,
heart, breath, time all stopped,
long, thin, thin, thin flap of skin across the top of my thigh,
didn't even bleed,
"Wh:eek:......................!"
Lots of close calls since,
but no blood.

Oh, except last month,
reaching out for my M43 scabbard on the table
while holding the blade point forward.
Pulled back hand with scabbard
and forgot to move the blade out of line.
Stabbed myself on the wrist 1/4" in and 1/4" wide.

:eek:uch!

:confused:
 
Just noticed your post flutemaker, good to see another Minneapolis resident here in the cantina.:)
 
Aside from stupid cuts, letting blades rust, and cutting circles in on the living room walls and furniture (did it with the sharp end of a compass around pre-school age), the most stupid (from the bank account standpoint) was ordering my first HI khuk (it was also one of the smartest from a personal standpoint :D ).
 
Originally posted by flutemaker
In front of a group of shoppers I managed to gouge (a carving gouge) my middle finger when a nice lady distracted me with a question about carving.....they say I turned white...not easy for a ndn and a nice old lady drove me to the emergency room to get sewed up...
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Cuz you shouldn't let a yonegi distract you.:p ;)

Welcome to the Psycho Ward, it's good to have another skin here. I've also been known to make a Flute or three. And some people say I can play them as well:)
 
I really can't remember doing anything stupid with either a gun or a knife.

I know I've done stuff like that, but by dint of hard work, I've managed to suppress the memories, at long last.
 
I was hiking Mt. Baldy on New Year's Day, 1976. Southern California mountains can see cold weather, and on Mt. Baldy it was 11 degrees below zero. Incredibly clear. I could see ships on the FAR side of Catalina Island over 85 miles distant.

I needed to re-tie my boots. The knots had ice on them so I used my Buck 120 to loosen the knots. Did not want to put the blade down in the dirt so I stuck it between my teeth. Guess what happened?

Some other hikers thout it was funny when they came upon me huddled behind a rock to get out of the wind, heating the blade with a cigarette lighter to get it off my tongue.
 
and a welcome to Flutemaker, come on in to the Cantina!
Home of Khukuris, fair folk, and great stories.
Keith
 
After I got my first HI, a Malla, it wasn't quite sharp enough, so I finished the job. Then I thought that it might be a good test to go ahead and shave with it. Did I mention that I had a couple of beers (or more) while I was sharpening?

Everything progressed fine until my wife walked in, unannounced. Yikes! I don't know who was more surprised, she or I. It didn't bleed much, and was sharp enough not to leave a scar....
 
:eek: Sometimes I'm glad we dont have snow in this country.

One non-knife story: I have a tiny scar on my left thumb from when i was fooling around with my mom's old-fashioned sewing machine and drove the needle clear through my thumb and out the other side.

Probably the root cause of my phobia of needles :eek:

Andrew Lim

Originally posted by Chris Keller
Some other hikers thout it was funny when they came upon me huddled behind a rock to get out of the wind, heating the blade with a cigarette lighter to get it off my tongue.
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Hi, Andrew -- Yow! That smarts. I had the same phobia for a while, I'd get all woozy at the docs/dentists if they drew blood or gave me an injection. I conquered this fear by getting a tatto--now I'm hooked. Got four biggies, one on each limb. No better way to get over a fear of needles than to willingly sit in a chair while a guy jabs you about 100,000 times with an inked needle set!

Keith
 
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