The "Complete Goose Outta Yourself" thread.

I was in grade 5 and was riding my pushie fom from school one day after swimming with my toggs and towel in a plastic bag on the handle bars. Sitting at the main set of traffic lights right next to the school. The lights went green and I took off as fast as I could and the swinging action of the handle bars made the bag slip nicely into the spokes of the front wheel and flip me straight over the handle bars, landing on my front teeth! Chipped front teeth, trip home from a total stranger and bike left at school. GOOSE!

Used to rip a mean wheelie on my pushie and on the odd trip down chapple street in Melbourne I couldnt help but rip a nice one out for the crowds.
Well thought I was king on this one night, made it about half way along the main drag to around where the busiest part is when out step two coppers bringing my show off session to a quick halt. Then wrote me ticket for no helmet right in front of everyone lol.

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Originally Posted by Plasnart

Hope u didn't make the evening news as well! What a shocker of a day mate!

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Yeah she was an absolute shocker mate. I wish I could buy the bloke who stopped a carton of the Toohey Brothers finest for stopping and getting the thing off the road for me!

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Originally Posted by Lonicus

Where to start.

I was doing some work on the bathroom plumbing. Disconnected the U bend from under the basin, being careful not to spill the water it contained into the cupboard. Removed the pipe and poured the water down the drain of the basin I had just removed the pipe from!

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That sure is making a complete goose outta yourself.

I think the guy trying to sell the 42" lightbar in the other thread made a goose out of himself once he was caught out to be a liar.

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AB I think we need a "LOL" button :)

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Originally Posted by James_R

Good one before Chrissy.

I turned into one of those idiots who can't use ratchet straps properly when my brand new kayak went flying off the top of the Troll right in the middle of Stockton bridge. Had traffic banked up for about 1km while I went and got it into the back of the wagon. Thankfully the bloke who was behind me stopped and but it onto the footpath for me.

And to make it better, when we shoved it in the back of the car I hit the f****** windscreen and cracked it not once, but twice. I felt like dying that day.

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Ahh the old something through the windscreen trick hey!
About 5 or so years back a friend of ours was digging out a small tree stump at his home, another friend happens to turn up while he is doing it. He decides to help and hooks up a snatch strap to the stump and his 4b (the 4b was a almost new and was owned by his wife)
Next, the stump comes out plows into the rear doors on the 4b and catapolts 2 surfboards through the front windscreen.
Made a complete goose outta himself. He was bloody lucky that he didnt lose his head, the damage cause to the vehicle was quite astounding & yes, his wife almost killed him.
What the hell was he thinking??. turns out he had bought the snatch strap a few days earlier and had no idea of how to use one or how it works. GOOSE.

Well here goes, this is way back in the olden days. I was about 15 and bullet proof (who wasn't at 15), Johnny Famechon was going to give an exhibition fight in the local town and any fighters on the under card were allowed to have a spar with him the day before. Naturally I fancied myself in the ring and promptly signed up to fight my mate - I knew I could beat him. All went well till weigh in time, turned out my mate was to heavy to fight me. They asked did I want to fight someone else, stupid me said yeah bring them on - first mistake. Five minutes later I had a opponent, local indigenous fellow maybe a year or two older than me. I was warned he had some experience - second mistake.
Went home and told my dad I was fighting that night - third mistake. OK night of the big fight, all my mates in the audience, Gus Mercurio in my corner (he felt sorry for me I think as he said my brother was to young). In walks my opponent boxing shorts and shoes, tattoos (who the hell had tattoos at that age in those days!). Bell goes, we touch gloves, I step up and belt him a beauty - fourth mistake.
All this did was upset him, he fired back with such a barrage and variety of shots all I could do was cover up - Gus threw the towell in. First round TKO - what a goose.
To further rub salt in, my mate won his fight and got the 'fight of the night' trophy.

What a cracker of a thread.
When I was 8 yrs old riding my pushy and had crooked handle bars, so I thought I can straighten this will I was riding. As I'm peddling along I quickly jerked the bars from side to side trying to straighten them, after several attempts failed I then decided to try hold the front wheel with feet and try again, still in motion hahaha what a Goose, foot slipped into spokes and up and over the handle bars I go. Grased arm and bit the bitumen, gravel rash down the face and split lip I balled my eyes out all the way home lol and left my pushy in the middle of the road.


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Great thread, does BMX mean goose in the making?? Haha
When i was around 15 i used to have races in my cousins court, we used to pedal flat out till to the eye of the court and lean in like a GP bike so 1 day i had a brain wave "lets see if i can pedal fast around the hair pin" . I was going real good until the inside pedal struck bitumen, both elbows and shins grazed i was BRAND NEW!! That was until the following week when i was riding home from school and i was trying to light up a smoke while riding with no hands, fighting with the wind i stuck my head in my shirt light my dart and rode in the back of a parked station wagon! Double goose!! Haha