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For me, I think it was when I was playing in the yard, and saw one of my mom's pots of dirt for her garden, and I thought "yeah this would be good to dump on my lap"

It was full of fire ants. Big, angry, north carolinian fire ants.

I was covered in red welts and all I remember is screaming at the top of my lungs while my mom sprayed me down with a hose

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[โ€“] ouRKaoS@lemmy.today 3 points 1 week ago

I dented my forehead as a kid on a coffee table at my grandma's house.

I was jumping on the couch from cushion to cushion and slipped head first into the edge of the table. Don't remember much afterwards except for no hospital. My dad told me years later "yeah, that probably needed stitches, but I didn't want you to be scared..."

That's the one benefit of today's IKEA furniture: it disintegrates on heavy contact; furniture from the 70's was made from steel reinforced hardwood -- that table could have held up a truck.