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@Smallfurry
I threw one of my mates cats out of his (2nd storey) bedroom window once. The cat sat on my hand and all of sudden bit my finger. I whiped my hand up in shock, sending the cat over my shoulder and out of the open window. My mate heard the screetch and asked what had happened to his cat. All I could say was "erm.... I think I just threw it out the window...oops".
The stupidest thing has to be this though...
In a night club in Oslo with my girlfriends friends, it became obvious to me that one of the guys I knew was about to start a fight (long story). I told my girlfriend and said That I would keep an eye on him. I also saw that the bouncers had noticed.
Now, I've had some bad experiances with bouncers so I start getting paranoid (and more drunk), as the hours pass. I keep drinking and keep thinking bad things. Untill the point when said friend finally kicks off, and the bouncer makes a bee line for him. I scream like a banshee, build up to a full sprint over the meters between me and the bouncer, and pile drive him into the back wall. This hurt like feck as it turns out the bouncer is wearing a stab proof vest. This sobers me up somewhat, as its now pretty obvious That a 5'7" pissed idiot is not going to worry him. At that moment, standing there pinning a guy too big to get my arms around to a wall and with my head barely high enough to reach his chest. I remember thinking.
Now that was stupid!