Random confession thread

Here we go.
Backed up to my gooseneck trailer and hooked it up as usual. Coupler, safety chains and 7 pin connector. Done this a million times.
Drove the first rig up the ramps and watched the ball and trailer coupler fly up out of the truck bed. Scared the shit of me.
I forgot to to lock the pin on the turnover ball on the BW hitch!
I went from Badass to Dumbass in one damn second...
But you'll have that.
:eek::beer:
 
Here we go.
Backed up to my gooseneck trailer and hooked it up as usual. Coupler, safety chains and 7 pin connector. Done this a million times.
Drove the first rig up the ramps and watched the ball and trailer coupler fly up out of the truck bed. Scared the shit of me.
I forgot to to lock the pin on the turnover ball on the BW hitch!
I went from Badass to Dumbass in one damn second...
But you'll have that.
:eek::beer:
Quick return to badass status if the ball fell back in the receiver when the trailer came back down.
 
I was fishing by myself when I planted a treble hook squarely in center of the pad of my thumb while unhooking a feisty 5 lb. bass. After I removed the hook from the crankbait It did not hurt much at all and I was about to go home anyway so I thought I'd just leave it there and get help/tools to pull it out @ home........... Then I thought how in the hell I was gonna load/crank/strap etc. my 18' jon boat and drive home w one hand. I had some needle nose pliers but no cutters to pop the barb out and cut it off. I grabbed the hook w the pliers and did a "test" pull.....OUCH. I grabbed the hook again and yanked hard, the hook came out w a loud POP and a lot of pain and cussing. Things like this are why I always have some beer on ice in my boat when i'm fishing :beer:
 
Left my trailer at a friend's do he could load up his scrap. Left, towed a different trailer. Few days later I towed my trailer to the scrap yard and home... When I went to unhook it, the trailer came up without disengaging the coupler... Stupid. I changed the ball from my 2-5/16 to a 2" and never changed it back.... Good thing the trailer has 300# tw unloaded, was probably about 800# loaded.
 
Mon evening, wife told me to run out and get a pizza b/c she didn't feel like cooking. OK, fine, but I have to take you car. she hands me the key, I'm off. Happy family 30 mins later.
Tues morning, I'm 45 mins away heading down to DC in thick traffic, w/ a coworker. I get a call, "Hon, where is my car key?"
Hmmmmm, well. um, here it is in my pocket....
 
Never forget the bacci....I was cruising around in the swamp one day during late summer. Just me by myself. I stopped by a small strip of dry land to check out an abandoned campsite that had a makeshift wooden table wedged in between two trees. Not thinking, and half drunk, I walk over to the table top and tap on it gently to see how rotted it was. Little did i know, there was a softball sized red wasp nest underneath it, loaded. I saw them soon enough to take off running back to the boat before I got destroyed. I almost got away without getting bit, but nope, I got stung right square on the ass.
I was out of tobacco, so I took off full speed to the main river and luckily stumbled upon some campers. I was already starting to feel a fever come on and was starting to feel very disoriented and short winded by the time I crash landed on shore. They were a little alarmed when I came barging in demanding "I need tobacco NOW!!" One gentleman handed me a can of Grizzly and I immediately ran into the tree line, dropped my pants, and applied the tobacco to the sting. A few minutes later, I was good as new and walked back into their camp to explain the situation.
 
I lose track of my phone all the time. Most commonly left by the hood hinges. Ok I'm done, slam hood... Oh crap, there went another phone. Another place is my tail light. Slam hatch, crunch. Left on bumper one time... Drove to end of street and back and realized I forgot it on the bumper.. found it, smushed. SMH. Good thing Dollar general sells them for $40. Now my shades are way more expensive. Been through about 6 pairs in three years.. SMH, that's over $800...
 
Never forget the bacci....I was cruising around in the swamp one day during late summer. Just me by myself. I stopped by a small strip of dry land to check out an abandoned campsite that had a makeshift wooden table wedged in between two trees. Not thinking, and half drunk, I walk over to the table top and tap on it gently to see how rotted it was. Little did i know, there was a softball sized red wasp nest underneath it, loaded. I saw them soon enough to take off running back to the boat before I got destroyed. I almost got away without getting bit, but nope, I got stung right square on the ass.
I was out of tobacco, so I took off full speed to the main river and luckily stumbled upon some campers. I was already starting to feel a fever come on and was starting to feel very disoriented and short winded by the time I crash landed on shore. They were a little alarmed when I came barging in demanding "I need tobacco NOW!!" One gentleman handed me a can of Grizzly and I immediately ran into the tree line, dropped my pants, and applied the tobacco to the sting. A few minutes later, I was good as new and walked back into their camp to explain the situation.
Only way to make that story better is if you’d already had your pants off crash landing and screaming for some tobacco.
 
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I have been part of this before, unfortunately. :lol:
 
First time out with my brand new boat. Dewinterized it myself. All the hoses buttoned up and impeller in. (Inboard) Drop her in the water, running great. Bilge pump turns on. Ok. That's normal. Keeps running. Ok that's not good. Pop open the hatch and forgot a hose, pumping gallons of water in. Close the seacock, get a screw driver and fasten the hose. No more bilge pump. Good to go. Wide open across the lake, my buddy points back and smoke is billowing from the boat. Boats is on fire, my guests abandon ship and I yank out the fire extinguisher. No fire, but cooked wet-fiberglass muffler and toasted impeller. Forgot to open the seacock
 
I used to always leave the key in my CJ in college. I went to a concert in Charlotte with a chick and left the key in the cup holder. A few beers later, I forgot where I put it and thought I lost it in the field of the concert. Had to call my folks to drive down from Winston to bring me a key. I found it in the cup holder later. No one has ever been told that I found the key like that.
 
I love pulling up on a house with heavy black smoke pushing out of every crack, and the windows haven't blown out yet. This is a great way to wake up at 3am.

Afterwards, I feel sad for the family.
 
camping with family and friends when i was a kid. we were rigging fishing poles and fishing when the dinner bell sounded. i was near the picnic table and had a hook and other stuff in my hand. no big deal, sat down to eat and grabbed a stem section from a piece of tomato to stick the hook in so no one would get hurt. seconds later a friends sits down, sees the tomato piece and pops it in his mouth. would you believe it's almost impossible to understand a single word coming from a person hollering with a hook in his mouth? we never did figure out where that damn hook came from. :rolleyes:
 
Only way to make that story better is if you’d already had your pants off crash landing and screaming for some tobacco.
I wasn't THAT drunk yet :lol: :rockon:
 
camping with family and friends when i was a kid. we were rigging fishing poles and fishing when the dinner bell sounded. i was near the picnic table and had a hook and other stuff in my hand. no big deal, sat down to eat and grabbed a stem section from a piece of tomato to stick the hook in so no one would get hurt. seconds later a friends sits down, sees the tomato piece and pops it in his mouth. would you believe it's almost impossible to understand a single word coming from a person hollering with a hook in his mouth? we never did figure out where that damn hook came from. :rolleyes:
Sucks for your buddy but this made me lol
 
Pulled a boat to the lake, dropped the trailer in the water had all the tie downs un-hooked and realized the key was at home.
Another time I soberly dropped the boat in the water and forgot to put the plug in. True story. Felt like a real dumbass.


Reminds me of when I bought my boat. I knew nothing of boats, but me and my ex-wife (at the time she was my girlfriend) were buying and selling cars from police auctions. We happened across a 17' Larson outboard with a 125 Force motor on it, sitting on a trailer. Bought boat, motor and trailer for $2000. Took my Dodge Daytona and got a hitch put on it to pull it home. Got it home and noticed that it had no battery, so I grabbed one from Walmart. Filled it with gas, pulled it to the lake, drop it in the water and it fires up first crank. Big smiles on my face. Tie it to the boat landing and park the car and trailer and get in. Get about halfway through the No Wake zone and boat is filling with water. Contrary to my thinking, going faster did NOT make the water go out. Sherriff boat pulls up and reminds me that this is a No Wake zone. I tell him that my boat is filling up with water and is soon going to sink.

Sheriff ~ "Did you remember to put the plug in the back end?"

Me ~ "There's a plug?"

Needless to say, I pulled the boat back to the landing, got the car and trailer back under it and pulled it out. Quick stop at the hardware store scored me a pipe plug that I used until I sold the boat. (Marina was closed)
 
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