I put flour in mine before. The bag was right next to the sugar bag and I just woke up in my defense. But I've also stuck random stuff in the fridge. Peanut butter, my keys and other stuff. It's getting where I don't even get weird looks from my family or friends anymore for dumb stuff. I figure they can at least act like I'm semi intelligent and give me a "Are you drunk?" kind of look but no...
As a child I tried to pull a 'Spanish' child-size flamenco dress over my head without first removing the coathanger. Somehow the 'hook' part of the hanger ended up jammed under my eyelid and I then yanked it out. My eye was undamaged, but streaming for hours afterwards.
Hmm... most are from my childhood (well, we'll say that as I am choosing to ignore any past the age of 18 )
So, when I was about 8, I thought it would be a good idea for my friends and me to try and "sled" down the steps, like the kid did in Home Alone. Right. Well, we got in a laundry basket, and when that toppled over, instead of seeing that as a bad sign, we did sleeping bags. Then we crashed into the wall.
It looked better in the movie.
One more... When I was 10 or so, we had a "hurricane" in Philadelphia. Not like what you see on the news, more like a really REALLY bad rain storm and there was like 3 feet of water outside my house. Schools dismissed early, and my friends and I were so excited, we all ran outside to jump, or swim, in the rain. My mom saw us and had a FIT.
She said, "For future reference, when we have a HURRICANE, you stay INDOORS."
Did you say Stupidist? Not really sure if this qualifies as My Personal Stupidist, but it was plenty Stupid!
Where I grew up there was a set of train tracks near either end of the dead end street I lived on, and both of them went across the river a block and a half away. We did the normal things, like placing pennies and rocks on the tracks, just to see the damage the train would do. Well...I guess that wasn't good enough.
Around the age of 8-9 my friend and I were on the train bridge when a train was coming. We ran to the opposite side, and instead of running off the bridge, we stopped between the rails and squeezed between the railroad ties to drop onto the platform below. We did this several times - until one time after I'd gained some weight and almost got stuck with my upper torso sticking up out of the railroad ties! I had to suck in my stomach in order to slide through - Never Did That Again!!! Scared me to death!!!