Aww!
I love your platonics too! 
My revenge name for him is Foolio Loco.
An example of why: Imagine it’s three weeks ago during the storms and our power has gone out. We have no less than 8 candles burning all over the house. I state, “Now is the time I wish the smoke detector had a battery in it.”
His reponse was, “Why?” 
I did that a year ago when I was 27. I was going down the bottom half of the staircase to my basement (only six steps, but they’re tall and not carpeted) when I missed the first step and fell forward down the rest. I just sort of went with the momentum and rolled with it, and when I hit the landing, there was an audible “oomph” coming from me. It was sort of like I was launched off the second last step before I hit the floor. I lay still for a few seconds thinking “Am I hurt?” when my dad who was over asked me how I was. I played it off as if it were nothing and jumped to my feet, shaken but unhurt.
I fall up the stairs a lot. The dog likes to beat us to the top, no matter who’s in the way.
Ardred and I both fell up the stairs at the same time while showing off the then new apartment to his parents.
Just as long as you didn’t spill the beer.
We must unite, my clumsy brothers and sisters! But not too close–we’re still bruised.
sWitchazel, a very appropriate Sailor Moon sig! I always liked her partly because she was clumsy.
Sorry, I don’t drink beer.
Don’t hit me!
:eek:
Well, that’s part of the problem right there! Beer gives you balance.
Just make sure to carry a twelve pack in each hand
No dear, I drink wine. So it would be a bottle in each hand, then?
Ohhh – some falls are just hilarious to me. Not when anyone gets hurt, of course.
Years ago in Ohio, on a very cold and icy day, while walking on the sidewalk downtown, my friend started to slip, and it was not just a little slip but one of those pratfalls with the arms and legs flailing and that lasts for a very long time. When she landed, she discovered she’d clutched on to another woman who’d been passing by and pulled her down with her–a perfect stranger, sitting there on the sidewalk with quite a surprised look on her face.
I was thinking box, but whatever floats your boat. 
I would never do that, but I think a good spanking might be in order
I’m probably the clumsiest person I know, but the last time I fell down the stairs was completely not my fault. You know how Pledge has that squirt and mop stuff, and then has the stuff that also comes in a squirt bottle that you can use on your furniture? Yeah, my sister decided to use the furniture spray on the stairs. So I start down the stairs, hit a slippery(quite clean I’m sure) patch, and slide down the last three steps. I ended up with a massive bruise on my hip, but besides that, my head also crashed into the bannister on my way down. I was less than pleased with her. Damned stairs. Damned sister.
-Lil
Oh, am so glad you started this thread! I wanted to but was too embarrassed.
Three weeks ago I was coming in from my rainy roofdeck, shook out my umbrella, and instantly stepped into the water I JUST PUT THERE.
My feet went out from under me in a perfect slapstick fall, and down 6 concrete stairs I went. (It’s much funnier in the movies, as it turns out.) The next thing you know, I’m in George Washington Hospital emergency room for 7 hours. I have a fractured sacrum, which is about an inch above my tailbone. All the doctors made that ‘eeeeehhhhh’ face, said ‘It’s very painful and there’s nothing you can do! Off you go!’ I got crutches and percocet, and man, they make you feel like the worst sort of junkie trying to get those refilled. I was feeling some solidarity with brother Rush Limbaugh.
I just got off the crutches this morning, which is good because everyone at work was calling me Tiny Tim.
I have come to the conclusion that gravity is my arch mortal enemy.
Elenia28, I have an odd pair of ankles that occasionally turn outwards when I walk about, tripping me up; trust me, I fall down stairs all the freaking time. :smack:
I’m concerned to hear how many clumsy Dopers are out there. I went to school with a fellow who, I heard recently was since killed by falling down a flight of stairs. He would have been in his late twenties. I never liked him - he used to tease me mercilessly - I reckon it was karma.
Still, I have nothing against the rest of you so please, watch your step!
My brother ran into a door and broke his nose, my sister stepped on a pidgeon and sprained her ankle, I tripped over my own foot and broke my toe…