Stupid thing you did when you were younger

[GreyClock]

Stealing expensive garden ornaments, like cement lawn geese, throwing them down wells or smashing them on the street. It was like a sport.

[CaramelAppleClock]

- one time in first grade i took to school with me one of those half-naked girls poker cards and the teacher got me nothing happend though
- in 3rd grade i broke a ceiling lamp with those big glass globes
- in 6th grade i made a site where i could make fun of my teachers
- used to play my fire whenever i was home alone
- shooting at cats with plastic ball guns
- using a walkie-talkie to catch the taxi drivers' frequency and send them god knows where

i'll edit this as i remember more

[Mashed Potato Johnson]

More.

My brother was on top of the shed fucking around. Can't remember what he did but he really pissed me off. So I picked up a dart and threw it at him. Hit him in the back. Another time I was pissed off at him. I had a knife in my hand and threw it in the back of his legs as he tried to run away. Once we were brawling and he smashed my head into a window. Hmmm, Brotherly love. Such a glorious thing.

I also Climbed up on top of our house and couldn't get down and had to sleep up there for the night.

I poured oil on my mums ex-boyfriend's racing motorbike tires. All 24 of them.

I smashed the front door window when my mother was out. I tried to make it look like someone threw a rock into it. So I carefully swept up the glass from outside and scattered it inside and went looking for a decent sized rock and placed that amongst the scattered glass. Only to have my faggot brother tell on me when she got home.

I may think of some more. My childhood is a bit of a blur. Fucking shit memory.

[FileCabinetClock]

I knew this german kid when I was younger, and his name was "Wolfrum" or however it's spelled, and everyone called him "Wollfah" for short.
At his birthday when I was around 6, I called him "WollFUCK" in front of my mom, his mom, all the other kid's moms, and all the other kids.

Whoopsadaisy

[The Spoiler]

My God I am glad I was raised Catholic.

This.

Many of you guys scare me.

[YoYoClock]

lol, then i was like 9, some guy in my class who was the nicest guy ever brought in aload of shiney pokemon cards. lots of good ones like moltres and mewtwo and chriszard and zapdos and yeh. and they were banned from school coz my old school is crap. anyway so he gets them confiscated and my lazy arse teacher asked me to put them in her cupboard.

let's just say I had one hell of a pokemon card collection after that

[BobbyClock]

Can't remember how old I was but whenever I saw a black guy I used to yell out "Look it's a chocolate man!".

Sometimes in my maths class in primary school I used to hop on the tables and act like a parrot or run around like a dog and shit. It wasn't until my final year in the school, when I had calmed down considerably, that I got sent to a shrink for a completely unrelated matter.

I threw the shoes of a future best friend up onto the school roof because I was jealous of him talking to my at-the-time best friend.

Running away from school when I was about 10, and going straight to my grandparents house to the wrath of my grandad who was waiting/looking outside. As soon as I saw him I ran back in the direction I came screaming "Help me help me".

[GreyClock]

Sometimes in my maths class in primary school I used to hop on the tables and act like a parrot or run around like a dog and shit

Which reminds me: every so often we were allowed to fill in gym class ourselves, back in primary school. We'd sometimes play a lion pride, damn that was gay (even though there were girls.) Thinking about it makes me cringe.

Making club cards for random lame clubs.

I took playing war very serious and always made elaborate strategies before hand, drawing out maps and stuff.

[DWARFINATORclock]

When I was ten I held a girl's hand in class and didn't notice. Until now. And am I hell lucky none of my classmates nor the girl herself ever noticed.

What in the fucking fuck?

[CaramelAppleClock]

When i was 3 or 4 i put a plastic spoon into the VCR then it stopped working. My dad hit me hard

Short time later i was at the supermarket and my parents put me on a counter so they can pack their products and then i jumped off. My beard was crushed and the next and last thing i remember was a fading image of a doctor with a needle trying to do something to my face

In first grade i hit one kid with a belt in his eye then he threw a plastic 0.5l bottle filled with water in my forehead. I had a huge lump on my head.

In seventh grade me and a couple of mates started to steal all the light switchers of the 2nd floor of my school then flushed them all down the toilet.

Sometimes when i was staying at my grandma i used to throw eggs,onions and potatos on the dogs 3 floors below.

When my parents used to buy me gummi bears i would eat only the red ones and i'd stash the other ones behind furniture

[BoltClock]

What in the fucking fuck?

Oh, and it was by accident (and we were seated next to each other). She is not the girl of my dreams.

[DWARFINATORclock]

Oh, and it was by accident. She is not the girl of my dreams.

1. how can you not notice
2. she must have been the ugliest creature ever

[BoltClock]

1. how can you not notice

Was stupid enough not to notice. Spur-of-the-moment action I think x.X

2. she must have been the ugliest creature ever

But she was one of my close childhood friends

[GreyClock]

In first grade i hit one kid with a belt in his eye

I shot a piece of dried (hard) corn in the eye of some girl with a "corn-shooter" (a short PVC pipe with a cut balloon taped to the end.)

I scratched the entire chalkboard in primary school with one of those sticks of unerasable stuff that looks exactly like a real piece of chalk.

[YoYoClock]

I took playing war very serious and always made elaborate strategies before hand, drawing out maps and stuff.

damnit, me too. and nobody ever listened to the plans and i got really annoyed. if they just ran at the enemy with sticks and leaves i real war they'd die, is what i'd tell them

bastards

[Weather Balloon]

One time in seventh grade I used to hit myself for no apparent reason.

[Ipath Clock]

Got my dick stuck in a wine bottle.


good times

[buttplug]

Got my dick stuck in a wine bottle.


good times

Impossible.

[DWARFINATORclock]

I shot a piece of dried (hard) corn in the eye of some girl with a "corn-shooter" (a short PVC pipe with a cut balloon taped to the end.)

Har har har, good ol'corn shooter times.

[BunnyClock]

I stabbed a kid in the eye with a fork whilst playing pirates. I'm not kidding, i'm suprised he can still use that eye