The yellow made me want to play Mirror's Edge again.

Stovie: Do you think you trust these welds?
Mikael: What? Trust?
Stovie: Da. You trust?
Mikael:What do you talk of trust for now?
Stovie: I know about you and Monika.
Mikael: Is that a gun?
Stove: Da. Now you jump with my backpack. It is parachute, no?
Mikael: Is book bag. I saw you put bricks in that thing. I thought you were going to drop them on cars.
Stovie: Jump, comrade, or I shoot. Or you trust me now. I put the gun away. *puts gun away*
Mikael: *crawls past Stovie to where they came from.
Stovie: Enjoy vasleine on hand rails, comrade.

AdolfOliverPanties: Glad to know I'm not the only one who felt an uncomfortable testicle tingle. What the swinging fark causes that?

Vertigo. Know how I know you aren't native american?

I would just like to see the reaction of their moms.

Zalan: downstairs: Zalan: Watching it on video, no reaction. If I were doing it in person, holy shiatballs, I would definitely not be walking around on the outside of it, the walkway would be more than sufficient, and both hands would be on something solid whenever possible.

Yeah, I have a fear of heights once I get to about 13-15 feet unrestrained, but I never have an issue watching videos like this.

Now claustrophobia? No way I can watch videos of that. Hence, I can't make it through 1/3rd of the Dirty Jobs television series'

I have a slight fear of heights, being in a high building doesn't bother me. But I could really feel my adrenaline ramping up when driving across the Sunshine Skyway. The fact that one of the ships passing under the bridge crashed into one of the supports, sending 1200 feet of the bridge and 35 people to their deaths is one of the reasons I HATE that bridge. Whenever I have to drive across it, the way up is stressful, but once I crest the top and start on the way down, I start feeling better. It also doesn't help that it is very windy and you can get shoved around when driving up there.

Try driving in one of these over that death trap.


I'll take 41.

Aaaah, the joy of youthhood and invincibility.

I am thoroughly puckered.

MusicMakeMyHeadPound: busy chillin': Springy23

How is it that no one calls the police when they see people climbing shiat like that?

Because it's Russia?

As a Cold War kid, this is a conversation that strikes me as utterly ironic.


Why?

/Millennial

HellRaisingHoosier: MusicMakeMyHeadPound: busy chillin': Springy23

How is it that no one calls the police when they see people climbing shiat like that?

Because it's Russia?

As a Cold War kid, this is a conversation that strikes me as utterly ironic.


Why?

/Millennial

Read a book. I mean e-book.

aurorous: An old Russian Classic




/Hot like the brick in my pants from watching that. Frak me......

AdolfOliverPanties: Glad to know I'm not the only one who felt an uncomfortable testicle tingle. What the swinging fark causes that?

According to Esquire (hey, I take my info where I can get it) -- and for reasons that will soon be clear, legal minors and those of like mind should swallow their milk before reading on -- "There are muscles along the spermatic cord called cremasters, which, when stimulated (by cold and ejaculation, but mainly as a response to fear), contract and pull your testes up into the inguinal (groin) region and out of harm's way until the perceived threat is gone."

So there you have it: Nature is trying to protect your most valuable assets. (Why this also happens during ejaculation is less clear to me, but I'm sure we'll hear some interesting theories.)

Closest thing I've ever done to that is the goat trail on the north face of Mount Reynolds in Glacier National Park. No ropes, and they say not to do the trail when there's snow on it. Oops.



It's the line in red, about 1500 feet off the deck.



Not sure it's as scary as the crane, but it felt plenty scary to me.

Oh fark ME. HELL NO.

I was sitting on the toilet when I watched this and literally thought I was going to fall to my death. From my toilet. It's the only "primal fear" within me that I canNOT control.

darch: Oh fark ME. HELL NO.

I was sitting on the toilet when I watched this and literally thought I was going to fall to my death. From my toilet. It's the only "primal fear" within me that I canNOT control.

Good thing this isn't your bathroom:

maxheck: Demetrius:

I'm not sure if they are the biggest dumbasses in the world or have the biggest balls of steel in the world.

Possibly both.

No, just biggest dumbasses. I'd say the guys who climbed up that structure every darn day to *build* the structure, anchor the cables, stuff like that might have somewhat bigger balls.

Ditto, and may I add the construction workers do that while most of our days are spent cleaning urinal cakes

Gough: /I did find the video a little more unnerving...the first time it was posted.

Ok, I'm glad I'm not the only one who'd seen it posted here before...

At least they were hotties, in a doofus kind of way.

HellRaisingHoosier: MusicMakeMyHeadPound: busy chillin': Springy23
How is it that no one calls the police when they see people climbing shiat like that?
Because it's Russia?
As a Cold War kid, this is a conversation that strikes me as utterly ironic.
Why?
/Millennial

Because in Cold War Era Russia, police call YOU!

darch: Oh fark ME. HELL NO.

I was sitting on the toilet when I watched this and literally thought I was going to fall to my death. From my toilet. It's the only "primal fear" within me that I canNOT control.

Well, bookmark it for the next time you're constipated, then.

Eh, it's not so bad. If they fall, there is water below them and that doesn't hurt.

lucksi: Eh, it's not so bad. If they fall, there is water below them and that doesn't hurt.

damn...

The best part was them being fined 10 dollars. Oh no! We've surely learned out lesson officer. We'll never do it again.

I'm pretty sure that a lot of people who worked construction on large constructs know how windy it gets up there, so those dumbasses would have deserved it if they got blown off when a large gust came around while they were high-fiveing.

1. Barf

2. Thank you for playing Roots

3. I hide on that yellow thing all the time in Modern Warfare

AlwaysRightBoy: My vertigo has progressed over the years, but that wasn't too bad.

/one time in Paris, I was directly under the Eiffel Tower (centered on the ground) and I looked up and got so dizzy I fell to the ground. Almost passed out.
Is that called reverse vertigo?

//also hugged the walls of the Vatican's rotunda at the top

Retrovertigo

I don't think I'd be up there. But I'm a lot more cautious than when I walked across the glass roof in front of the DCPA

Anyway, sometimes cranes crash: Link
\even big well engineered ones

downstairs: CruiserTwelve: Psychologists will tell you it's not the fear of falling, it's the fear of jumping.

Its funny you mention this. Whenever I'm in a fearful situation... like being higher up on a ladder than I'm comfortable... you do get these weird, quick thoughts like "what if I jumped right now... oh shiat" and then your stomach drops for a second.

Or when holding a knife, there's this split-second thought of "what if I stabbed my leg" as if on purpose. But just for a split-second.

The brain is weird.

Or, my brain is weird..

Funny you should mention that.

The other day I was about to walk down some stairs when I thought how it would suck to fall down on that third step. Sure enough, on the third step, down I went.

No idea why, though alcohol and/or high heels may have been factors.

Farking brain.

Sylvia_Bandersnatch: Serial: Retractable Weeners: And I wonder what makes people have a fear of heights. A specific fear is usually a learned behavior. A fear of heights seems like nonsense to me, your fear is a bigger danger than the height itself. Get over yourself, you're the hazard.

It's not the fear of heights. It's the fear of falling.

It's not the fear of falling, it's the fear of sudden deceleration.

for me it's less fear of the fall or the sudden stop at the end, and more the worry that if i bounce off of something(s) on the way down, it might slow my fall enough for me to survive.

and be in a remarkable amount of pain, which i would rather not do.

i used to clean windows and it never ceased to amaze me how some guys simply had zero concern about the height at which they were working. there was a condo building we would do and the only way to get to many of the windows would be to climb out onto a ledge about 6 inches wide. this crazy hippy that worked with me would go out on the ledge and close the windows behind him. he'd just stand there on this tiny piece of concrete with his heels hanging off the back and wash the glass.