TriangleClock never learned anything through experimentation in his childhood, he already knew everything.

When I was a youngster, I drunk wine and listened to chopin like triangle clock here. no hilariously cute misadventures for us, oh no! We were busy discussing the complexities of the modern world. oh to be 9 again!

Quote from: Blue;1469729I figured the penis and vagina relation at a very very young age. I was 4... and my parents still bathed me and my sister together. I figured they worked like puzzle pieces. But I had no idea why at the time. I figured it was just a convenience... so that people could be stacked together.

All I have are brothers. I don't have any conscious memories of the times where my mom would still bathe us together, anyway. It was when I was really little.
There are few memories I keep from the time before I was five:

1. I got the chicken pox in pre-school and my mom used me as an Indian blanket so my brothers would get it too.
2. Other small, vague memories of that pre-school.
3.For one of my birthdays, I was given a model shark jaw to put in my aquarium. I had many fish named Tim and they did not last long.
4. My first nightmare and earliest memory was when the old school desk in my room came alive and tried to kill me. Still in cradle, age 2?

Quote from: HeinekenClock;1469952Whaaaaat

Over here kids like 3 years old know what sex is and sort of how it works, my little niece who can barely talk knows babies come from between your legs.

Now that's what deserves a what. Why and how do they learn that? I don't think that's something a child should learn until they were my age. Puberty education didn't roll around 'till 5th grade and I only learned before that by reading an anatomy book on the different body systems that had detailed pictures.

unfortunately marlin was reading an article about homosexual relationships

When I was little, like 5, I watched a porno, so I knew all that.

Quote from: ToyotaClock;1470167unfortunately marlin was reading an article about homosexual relationships

It was an anatomy book. I even said that in the post.

Something you'd like to tell us about your childhood, Toyota?

My mom told me that mousetraps are to keep the mouse pinned down so that you release it outside the next day.

Quote from: Marlin Clock;1470171It was an anatomy book. I even said that in the post.

Something you'd like to tell us about your childhood, Toyota?

you know i love you marlin

Quote from: Bill Nye the Science Guy;1470174My mom told me that mousetraps are to keep the mouse pinned down so that you release it outside the next day.

its true... but you release them into the trash can.... They sleep until the garbage man frees them into the dump, where all mice like to live.

Quote from: Bill Nye the Science Guy;1470174My mom told me that mousetraps are to keep the mouse pinned down so that you release it outside the next day.

hahaha I'm telling my kid this

I have had many of the same experiences as Blue, actually. I blame Calvin And Hobbes.

One of my favorites was when a friend of mine and I decided that an underground club house would be the bomb, so we spent like all summer digging this tunnel into a hill side. Once it was a formidable cave, we ran extension cords from the house to the cave in order to power a lamp and a radio. One day left our radio on over night by accident, and when we went to our cave and it had like 3 snakes in it, so we concluded that snakes like the same kind of music as people. At this point, we accepted that our cave was lost to snakes forever, so we jammed a fuck ton of fire crackers into the dirt surrounding the opening  and tied all the fuses together, in hopes of destroying our cave forever. It accomplished little more than to create alot of dust, but it did cause the snakes to leave, so at least we had our cave back (sans radio, as we didn't want any more snakes). Around this time our parents found out what we were doing and made us stop. The cave later collapsed.

It was a good summer.

While I was learning english, I had trouble saying 'Animals. I would say Aminals constantly.

Quote from: BluezombieClock;1470248While I was learning english, I had trouble saying 'Animals. I would say Aminals constantly.

I couldn't pronounce Th sounds right. Instead of the, then, or they, I'd say da den and dey.

Quote from: FloundermanClock;1470251I couldn't pronounce Th sounds right. Instead of the, then, or they, I'd say da den and dey.

Dat ain't an inflection. Dat's a Chicago accent, my friend.

Quote from: Marlin Clock;1470257Dat ain't an inflection. Dat's a Chicago accent, my friend.

Chicagoans are so proud that their phonetic development stopped at age six. _poogle_

Ah, but I kid, I'm sure it's a fine city.

flapping your arms about does not make you fly ]:

My father told me a story of how he believed he could fly as a young kid, if only he
had some wings. He was bugging his mom so much, that she ordered his brother to go out and build him some wings. My dad's brother (my uncle) was a few years older, and was not pleased about this. But he built my dad some fairly awful wooden wings from thin board and rope... My dad ran and ran, but couldn't get off the ground. My uncle, amused by this, said "you have to flap your wings harder". So he did... He flapped for all his worth, built up a sweat but still couldn't fly. "Maybe you should run and jump off the edge of the porch" he suggested. The porch edge had a 5 foot drop, but my dad thought it was a good idea, and so he tried... And failed. "Wow, you were so close. Maybe if you got up a bit higher, I'm sure it'll work" my uncle said. To make a long story slightly shorter, my father jumped off the roof with wooden wings. Did not fly, but in fact fell quite hard, but was ok.

My uncle chuckles about it to this day, thought it was the funniest thing in the world.

When I was like 9, I thought that I was secretly a huge, muscular blue alien with long hair, glowing eyes, green laser Wolverine-style claws, and the ability to morph into the guise of a human, and that my mom had adopted me and raised me as a human child. I actually had memories of myself being discovered by my mother, although, come to think of it, these were in the third person.

I was scared to eat gushers because I didn't want my head to turn into a fruit.  That's all I can think of.

When I was very, very young, I thought the Backstreet Boys were the coolest people in the world.