Gizmodo 
Jul 24, 2008 6:40 PM
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The idea of diving out of an airplane with essentially just a thin envelope of fabric protecting me from splattering my organs all over concrete like postmodern art makes me want to pee myself. Yet somehow jumping off a giant, bird-blending propeller blade, almost thirty stories up, makes me want to poop myself too. And that's exactly what these insane base jumpers do, on video no less.
I do jump off of my bed sometimes though, that counts for something, right? [Groovy Green via Huffington Post]
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