Hope someone'll at least get a lol out of this confession, but I run the risk of a secret thread designated for my derision.
Three weeks ago I was running ropes for my foreman who was in the middle of a super crap Big Leaf Maple removal. (House on one side. Huge, completely engulfing West. Red Cedar on the other--no good leads to bring anything down on without hanging everything up.) He was in the tree for a really long time, and needed some water, so I sent him up my one gallon (milk-container style) clear-plastic water jug. We--at this point--were in a super big hurry, it had about an inch and a half of water left in the bottom, but he didn't want to lower it down. Him: I'm just gonna throw it out in the yard--maybe only the top'll pop off. Me: (Not wanting my precious $1.25 jug to break) "Naw just throw it down to me, and I'll catch it." Him: "Naw Jed it'll kick your ass. I'm serious." Me: "Don't be a girl." He gave it a very gentle toss outward so that it came straight to me.....
I don't think that my stupid hands even slowed the descent of that thing at all, and it slapped em' so hard, I think they're still stinging. Hurt my shoulder a bit too. Inbred Jed in his element!