It's not Spring Break until somebody dies!
Police arrested two kids yesterday, one was drinking battery acid, the other was eating fireworks. They charged one and let the other one off.
I've tried everything other than jumping out of a plane, but nothing gives you an adrenaline rush like racing a car.
I'm an adrenaline junkie. I love climbing crazy trees or cliffs, which doesn't make my mom very happy.
I'm a bit insane when it comes to doing my own stunts and getting down and dirty. It's fun, you know? It's things I wouldn't normally do in my real life, so when I go to work and get to beat people up and shoot guns and get waterboarded, those are things I find completely interesting.
It seems to me that the only thing for a pacifist to do is to find a substitute for war: mountains and seafaring are the only ones I know. But it must be something sufficiently serious not to be a game and sufficiently dangerous to exercise those virtues which otherwise get no chance.
I do not participate in any sport with ambulances at the bottom of the hill.
I think that boxing is actually not as dangerous as the politics. In boxing, you're gonna get a bloody nose or a black eye. In politics you can obviously get either dioxin in the food or bullet in the head.
You can really do amazing things in a wheelchair. It's very dangerous if you don't know what you're doing, but you can even go up and down stairs in a wheelchair.
There are only three sports: bullfighting, motor racing, and mountaineering; all the rest are merely games.
I always telling people to "not try this at home," because most of what we do on MythBusters is really dangerous. Consequently, we can't encourage people to try that stuff.
Can you really learn to knit from a diagram? Try it. Do you want to learn to ski or surf by yourself? You could drown or run into a tree.
I became almost immediately fascinated by the possibilities of trying out all conceivable reactions with them, some leading to explosions, others to unbearable poisoning of the air in our house, frightening my parents.
Why was the blind guy playing with matches, you ask? Because he's good at it. Anything to do with fire, igniting things, exploding things, things with fuses, wicks, accelerants . . . Iggy's your man. It's one of those good/bad things.
I hated skiing or any other sport where there was an ambulance waiting at the bottom of the hill.
If I want to do action, you don't really get to do it. They don't let you, there's too much on the line to let you jump out of a building.
I was fortunate to not get wrapped up too hard in anything that was too dangerous.
Just because you can buy an exploding target, does not mean that it is legal to mix and explode.
