Crazy Stuff you did when you were a Kid
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When I was like 8 or so, I used to like to light fire crackers off in the house. I liked it because it was so loud. Outside, it just wasn't the same. But, I used to get in so much trouble for it. I used to light them, and then throw them in the air, or I'd just light them on the floor. So, one day, I was blowing them off when my mom was out for a bit. I cleaned up the mess about as well as an 8 year old would, and opened all the doors and windows so the smell would leave. When my mom got home, everything was cool, except all the sudden, I looked down on the floor and saw all these firecracker wrappers that I had forgot to clean up. The more I looked, the more I saw. I thought I better clean that up pronto. So, I asked my mom if I could use the vaccuum cleaner because "i felt like vaccuuming". She said OK. She also thought it was a weird request and kept asking why and I just kept saying that I felt like vaccuuming. So, I start to vaccuum where the firecracker wrappers are, and suddenly the vaccuum starts exploding and catching on fire. She runs over and yells at me, "You were shooting off firecrackers, weren't you". I was still trying to say I didn't know why the vaccuum exploded. But, I was laughing, because it was funny.
That's one of many. I'll keep adding as I think of them. I'd liek to hear your funny off-the-wall kid stories about crap you did.
That's one of many. I'll keep adding as I think of them. I'd liek to hear your funny off-the-wall kid stories about crap you did.
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My sister was 4 years younger than me, so I think I was about 9. Where we lived, it was really easy to climb up onto the garage roof. So, my sister was 5, and I showed her how to do it. Then I gave her an umbrella and told her that she'd just float down to the ground.
Yeah, she didn't. She fell like a rock. It was the funniest thing I ever saw. LOL!0 -
My sister and I grew up in a tiny town in West Texas. I was like 8 and she was 5 and we'd be at home alone while both my parents worked (early 80's mind you). We were not allowed to go outside or answer the phone while they worked. But, we would sneak outside anyway. One day I got the idea to sharpen sticks off a tree, stick these tiny green crab-apples (or some other tiny apple?) on the end of the stick, and fling them at cars while they passed (our house face a pretty "major" road for a town that small). We really tried to hit the cars (stupidly) but never did. It was still fun---and those apples would go FAR!!!!0
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My childhood best friend & I once dug a hole in their backyard that was at least five feet deep. I have no idea why we did this, really, but we made my little sister jump in. I do remember her dad was piiiiiissed when he discovered it.
This isn't crazy so much as mean... and I feel a little bad about it to this day. I am in the middle of 2 sisters. My older sister was quite the jerk when we were adolescents, and used to just bug me for fun all the time. Well, once I was on the phone with a friend and my sister wouldn't leave me alone. This was back in the dark ages when phones were attached to walls, had rotary dials, and were made of very heavy plastic. So when I had had enough of her, I said to my friend, "hold on a second" and then I WHACKED my sister from behind, between her neck and shoulder, with the big ol' receiver and continued talking as she howled in pain.0 -
My sister was 4 years younger than me, so I think I was about 9. Where we lived, it was really easy to climb up onto the garage roof. So, my sister was 5, and I showed her how to do it. Then I gave her an umbrella and told her that she'd just float down to the ground.
Yeah, she didn't. She fell like a rock. It was the funniest thing I ever saw. LOL!
That is so awful! And hilarious. (You know, because she survived... right?)0 -
My parents had white berber carpet in their previous house when we were kids. My sister and I, ages 11 and 13 at the time, were painting our nails bright green over the carpet. One of us elbowed the nail polish onto the floor and we didn't notice that it had bled onto the carpet until 10 minutes later. WE FREAKED OUT. In a moment of genius, we decided to give the carpet a haircut and spent an hour carefully cutting the tops of the stained berber carpet and vacuuming up the carpet snippets.
When my parents moved houses six years later, they were baffled by the shorter matted patch of carpeting in the tv room after the movers removed all of the furniture.
We never said a word.0 -
You know those macramé plant hangers that used to be in style a million years ago. Turns out they are very flammable......Especially the part at the bottom that is all frizzy.0
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One time, I was in 8th grade, so I guess that made me 13, I decided to wash all the dirty clothes. Everything went into the wash. Everything. When my mom got home from work, she asked what I was up to, and I was so proud that I was helping her out, and she freaked out. Apparently, you can't wash and dry 'dry-clean only' stuff, pantyhose, wool suits, things like that. I got in a lot of trouble and I was so upset. I didn't understand at the time and I was really angry at her. But, I ruined over half of her clothes. And, she didn't have money as a single mom of two to just go out and buy new clothes.0
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When we were little our family had chickens and ducks and geese that we raised for food. one time they adults were outside doing the slaughtering and someone was doing 'avon' or something, cause i remember my sisters and i found a bag of little lipsticks so we used them and kissed all the walls!!!! and the walls were white!0
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Created my own campaign posters for re-electing Ronald Reagan to a 2nd term and showed them off around the neighborhood. I was 11 if memory serves.
Crazy stuff man.
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Myself and the neighborhood kids used to have BB gun fights in the woods behind our houses.....no one ever lost an eye.0
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For whatever reason, I started pouring water over a hot bulb in my lamp above my bed, needless to say, it burst one day.:embarassed:
I also use to stick little clips in the light switch and it would spark. :indifferent:0 -
this one time at band camp0
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My first car was actually a boat...a 13' Boston Whaler when I was 12 years old. We grew up on the water. I used to take my boat out into the C&D Canal and watch the big barges go by...EXTREMELY dangerous.
My friends and I all used to sneak out at night and cruise all over the river at all hours of the night...we never got caught and no one ever drowned. Thankfully.
Years later, when I was probably 25, I told my mom about it. She slapped me in the head for "general purposes" and told me if she had known what I was doing at the time, my boat would have been permanently docked. :ohwell:0 -
Watched Mary Poppins and proceeded to climb out onto the awning from the upstairs window and jump off with my umbrella.
My mom was pissed. It wasn't that high. lol0 -
oh my... i could list so much
but i'll go with this one.
Ive been in 20 hurricanes and when I was younger - especially in Andrew, I would jump up in the air on our giant trampoline and let the wind throw me across the whole back yard.
my little bro was like 8- he flew much farther than I did0 -
As every boy goes through a pyromaniac stage--at least thats what I've convinced myself--I once nearly burned a house down. End of pyromaniac stage.0
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As every boy goes through a pyromaniac stage--at least thats what I've convinced myself--I once nearly burned a house down. End of pyromaniac stage.
True. Once when I was driving home at night when I was 16, I followed a firetruck all the way to my driveway...very scary. I was sure I had left my curling iron on and it was my fault that house was on fire. Turns out my 10 year old sister thought it would be a good idea to make s'mores in the fireplace for my other sisters (who were 8 and 6 at the time -- not sure where my mom was)...anyway, SHE did it. NOT me! :drinker:0 -
When I was like 8 or so, I used to like to light fire crackers off in the house. I liked it because it was so loud. Outside, it just wasn't the same. But, I used to get in so much trouble for it. I used to light them, and then throw them in the air, or I'd just light them on the floor. So, one day, I was blowing them off when my mom was out for a bit. I cleaned up the mess about as well as an 8 year old would, and opened all the doors and windows so the smell would leave. When my mom got home, everything was cool, except all the sudden, I looked down on the floor and saw all these firecracker wrappers that I had forgot to clean up. The more I looked, the more I saw. I thought I better clean that up pronto. So, I asked my mom if I could use the vaccuum cleaner because "i felt like vaccuuming". She said OK. She also thought it was a weird request and kept asking why and I just kept saying that I felt like vaccuuming. So, I start to vaccuum where the firecracker wrappers are, and suddenly the vaccuum starts exploding and catching on fire. She runs over and yells at me, "You were shooting off firecrackers, weren't you". I was still trying to say I didn't know why the vaccuum exploded. But, I was laughing, because it was funny.
That's one of many. I'll keep adding as I think of them. I'd liek to hear your funny off-the-wall kid stories about crap you did.
You aren't my brother, are you? Fireworks play a big role in our relationship.
First, we would light sparklers in my grandmother's rec room. When she'd ask us if we thought it "looked smoky", we'd look very concerned for her and shake our heads "no".
Then, bottle rocket wars. We would split into teams (this required cousins) and take up positions on either side of this lake. The object was to do our best to light us other up. The first rule of bottle rocket wars is...if you get burned, you take it like a champ. No tattling. We'd doctor you up with our juvenile field medicine as best we could.
Finally, once we could buy our own fireworks and drive...bottle rocket drive-by. I won't list details, on the grounds that I may incriminate us...for being reckless and stupid. I will say that I performed a stunt which ended the game once and for all, and was officially declared the boss of everybody in perpetuity.
We also had blind cage matches. These involved everyone taking up positions, 5 seconds to make note of everyone's location, and then KILL THE LIGHTS. I fought the dirtiest, but my brothers were not above farting on your head when you were down.
We never got caught. Not ever.0 -
I would staple my thumb with an industrial stapler at school to prove to the boys girls were stronger.
After the principle had to remove the 3rd one with pliers they said they would call my folks and suggest counseling.
I stopped.
And there was the time I rode my bike in to a parked truck.
I was going so fast the fork was bent backwards; I busted both knees, bit through my lip and chipped my front tooth.
My dad was working on the car the next street over. Friends ran over and said, “Christi <heavy breathing> Truck <heavy breathing> Hit”. He jumped on his motorcycle and slid his bike around the corner just to find I had hit the truck and not the other way around.
I’m not a big fan of bikes now.
Oh and I have a nice scar from trying to do a double back flip off a low board. I passed out 10’ under water, had stitches in my chin and cracked every molar.
It’s a miracle I have a decent smile.0 -
Then, bottle rocket wars.
We lived on a street with two cul de sacs. We'd have Roman candle wars.
.... a barn burned down.0 -
Then, bottle rocket wars.
We lived on a street with two cul de sacs. We'd have Roman candle wars.
.... a barn burned down.
We'd do those when they went on sale. You can get a ton of bottle rockets for allowance money. My dad thought I was losing weight because I liked a boy...but I was just using my lunch money to stockpile.
I did like a boy, in fact. I told him I liked him. Then, at the end of the year when I was moving away, I apparently wrote something about "we'd have beautiful children". I was 12. I've always been an introvert, but I've never been shy.0 -
when i was 5, two older friends thought it would be funny to push me off their feet onto some pillows. the third time they did it, i landed on my hand right between the pillows and broke my arm in three places.
when i was 7 i talked my little brother into sticking his finger in an outlet. he put his finger in, got shocked and started wailing crying. i got in a ton of trouble.
when i was 9 my brother and i were messing around in the mud in the back yard and i slipped and fell hand first on a sharp rock. they had to scrub my hand out and i got 15 stiches.
when i was 10 and he was 8 we would cardboard slide down our stairs and to the outside deck. i pushed him down the stairs so hard he flew into the railing of the deck and broke his two front teeth.
then when i was 12, i was swimming back and forth in our hot tub, trying to out swim my brother spraying water over the spa and ended up running teeth first into the side of the spa and broke my teeth.0 -
The lot next to where I lived was empty for years and when it would snow, we would ride sleds down it because it was slightly sloped. Me and my friend had this genius idea to stand up on those long sleds and go down. Let's just say... ouch! LOL0
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when I was around 9 or 10 maybe me and my brother put an egg in the microwave and when we opened the door it blew up in our faces. We still have scars from the eggshell popping us in the face.0
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oh around 11 i tried to steal some Lee press-on nails from this Eckerds up the street from me and they called the cops. I was so scared and was crying. At the time my mom hadn't gotten home from work yet so they just gave me a warning and didn't tell my mom about it. I was so thankful0
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Now I am not sure how crazy this is, but my mom told me that when I was little - I can't remember this, I was too young- I wondered off and no one could find me. My parents went absolutely beserk and called the police. My neighbours all went looking for me and the kids on my road too. Apparently, I caused a massive chaos for everyone.
Later that evening, a young couple found me as I was heading for the gates of my city Zoo.
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My sister was 4 years younger than me, so I think I was about 9. Where we lived, it was really easy to climb up onto the garage roof. So, my sister was 5, and I showed her how to do it. Then I gave her an umbrella and told her that she'd just float down to the ground.
Yeah, she didn't. She fell like a rock. It was the funniest thing I ever saw. LOL!
this was so wrong lol0 -
Now I am not sure how crazy this is, but my mom told me that when I was little - I can't remember this, I was too young- I wondered off and no one could find me. My parents went absolutely beserk and called the police. My neighbours all went looking for me and the kids on my road too. Apparently, I caused a massive chaos for everyone.
Later that evening, a young couple found me as I was heading for the gates of my city Zoo.
:happy:
girl you're lucky someone didn't snatch you up0 -
When I was like 8 or so, I used to like to light fire crackers off in the house. I liked it because it was so loud. Outside, it just wasn't the same. But, I used to get in so much trouble for it. I used to light them, and then throw them in the air, or I'd just light them on the floor. So, one day, I was blowing them off when my mom was out for a bit. I cleaned up the mess about as well as an 8 year old would, and opened all the doors and windows so the smell would leave. When my mom got home, everything was cool, except all the sudden, I looked down on the floor and saw all these firecracker wrappers that I had forgot to clean up. The more I looked, the more I saw. I thought I better clean that up pronto. So, I asked my mom if I could use the vaccuum cleaner because "i felt like vaccuuming". She said OK. She also thought it was a weird request and kept asking why and I just kept saying that I felt like vaccuuming. So, I start to vaccuum where the firecracker wrappers are, and suddenly the vaccuum starts exploding and catching on fire. She runs over and yells at me, "You were shooting off firecrackers, weren't you". I was still trying to say I didn't know why the vaccuum exploded. But, I was laughing, because it was funny.
That's one of many. I'll keep adding as I think of them. I'd liek to hear your funny off-the-wall kid stories about crap you did. cleaning, hey? who you kiddin'? 0 -
Now I am not sure how crazy this is, but my mom told me that when I was little - I can't remember this, I was too young- I wondered off and no one could find me. My parents went absolutely beserk and called the police. My neighbours all went looking for me and the kids on my road too. Apparently, I caused a massive chaos for everyone.
Later that evening, a young couple found me as I was heading for the gates of my city Zoo.
:happy:
girl you're lucky someone didn't snatch you up
I knoooow, well I can at least laught about it now.0
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