I'll have to cut this story down somewhat.....
Went skiing in Denver, Colorado region. We planned on 10 days skiing, but with that amount of skiing it would be worthwhile taking a day or two out for shopping and fun.
The idea on day 7 was to go to the local pool/snooker place. We decided that drinking at lunch time was a perfect idea. Well, after many games of winning my mates weren't happy and decided to get me off my face. So instead of JD and Coke, it was Triple JD and Coke. I hadn't noticed as I was already two sheets to the wind.
After being dared to perform break dancing moves on the pool table, then go round the building slapping all the girls behinds it was time to leave.
(Just to put you in the picture, the night before we watched a Jackie Chan film)
Now my mate Steve being a bit of a joker said why not do a Jackie Chan kungfu leap and kick off those steps (There were 3-4 steps leading from the pool hall up to the bar and down the other side again 3-4 steps) So I proceeded to example BIG AIR leaping and kicking like Jackie Chan would into the hall. He was mighty impressed.
He said as we walked up to the bar area to do one more, but make it a BIG MAHOOSIVE ONE! So whilst facing the exit, 3-4 steps down to the exit I'd give one hell of a run up, all going well up to this point. LEAP for merry hell did I, BUT........
(The exit was of course 3-4 steps downward, and the ceiling took the same path)
So as I belted it for all my drunk life towards the steps I leaped and guess what..... yes, the new leading edge of the ceiling is now shall we say 2ft lower than the ceiling above me.
CLUNK!!!!
SMACK!!!
DOH!!!
I've now smacked my forehead into the leading edge of the lower ceiling and now heading south towards the steps, still whilst in Jackie Chan pose I've now trapped my leg underneath my body and just missed my head on the steps below.
So, I now have blood dripping from my head, can't walk but still alive. My mate comes over with his mouth on the floor, well lets just say I made a right mess. An ambulance was called, but in this order the Fire Engine arrived, Police Car and then the Ambulance! (I know very strange) Each party of said emergency service all said "Oooh we can see your skull !!!)
I ended up with 13 stitches in my head, without any pain relief (because I was THAT intoxicated) and a groin injury. Cost me £2,500 in medical bills, but luckily my insurance paid out.
There's a lot more to this story but too much for this thread.