Laughing at the situation you put yourself in. Fess up.

jd50ae

I have fallin and I can't get up. While I was laying there I remembered an absolutely "hysterical incident".
I love the tenth floor rooms at the Crown Hotel in Myrtle Beach, tower three. The view is outstanding and they supply a coffee pot in the very nice little kitchen. Large, comfortable and plenty of beds. Great private balcony and lots of birds to go eyeball to eyeball with.
Read this while imagining your watching an older cartoon.
They have big tub/shower combinations. I had never used it as a bathtub and finally gave in. I had just bought a new product that promised lots of suds/bubbles and why not. It was a blue Dial liquid and I loaded it up. Soaked for a very long time, this is nice and why have I not done this before? It was a very smooth walled tub and the Dial made it one very slippery surface.
Time to get up and dry off. I could not stand up, it was so slick. Nothing to grab hold of, no purchase anywhere. Try and try as I may there was nothing to be done. I was, like the cartoon character spinning and slipping to the point I could not stop laughing. I had the room for a week and all I could think of is they would find me passed with a really stupid look on my face. Oh the embarrassment my family would suffer.
In a moment of clarity I grabbed the mat off the floor, barely reachable and draped it over the side of the tub. Crawled out. To this day when I think about it all I see is me swirling around the drain to the sounds of "Round and Round I go".
I have not bought Dial since.

Captain_Call

I planned a camp trip last summer without checking the weather. It was beautiful during the day but about an hour after sunset the wind came and the rain came with it. 3 inches in an hour. The poor sandy soil couldn't hold my tent stakes in and we had water flowing under the floor of the tent. Everyone was worried we would get floated right down into the lake so I put on my swim trunks and waded outside to tie the tent to a tree and try to sink stakes back in where I could. We all had a good laugh about it in the morning.

Wylaff

We were camping and I drunkenly got up to go pee. Everyone yelled at me to stay away from the cliff. I yelled something back while simultaneously walking off the end of the cliff. 20' fall into sand fortunately. All I did was twist my ankle and break my pride. I had to drag my drunken ass back up, and I limped for about 3 months afterwards...

Amos_Umwhat

High School girlfriend and I knew a pocket on the Lampasas river where we could swim.  We would wade out to a little rocky patch just upstream of the spot, take off our clothes and go swimming, ignoring all the postings about flash floods.  We'd never seen one.

Until, one day, we heard a sound up the river and noticed the water was rising.  We grabbed our clothes and headed to shore.  I made it there with mine, she made it there, without.  Lost our shoes, too.  Water rose about 3 feet in about 2 minutes.  We drove home that day with her wearing nothing but my T-Shirt, me in my cutoffs.

Glad her Dad wasn't home!

Trykflyr_1

There I was....  a young, skinny,low-ranked enlisted guy trying to install a temerature amplifier on the upper inboard side of the left engine on an A-10.  One of those typical aviation maintenance jobs where you can see what you're doing or you can touch the part but can't do both so I'm using the Force.  I have a 6 foot ladder with my 5 foot 11 frame standing on the next to last rung.  I know, you're not supposed to do that, but I was the skinny guy who could fit in the space between the engine and the airframe ( I think I weighed about 145 lbs at the time) and an 8 footer wouldn't go under the engine.  I've gotta stretch to reach the top few bolts and I kicked the ladder out from under me.  Right hand has hold of a 1/4" drive ratchet attached to a bolt that's just started,  left is pushed as hard as I can get it against the engine because there's nothing I can grab without damaging the engine plumbing badly.  Afraid to let a whole breath out cause I'm partially held up by my skinny assed chest.   I think I hung there for 20 minutes or so before the line supervisor came over to chew my ass for taking so long.  I'm just glad it wasn't dark; I'd probably still be there.