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Fucked up things you did as a kid!
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 (October 29, 2015 at 5:08 pm)Crossless1 Wrote:(October 29, 2015 at 5:02 pm)MentalGiant Wrote: I can imagine that being hilarious! Your lucky you didn't get shot at for pulling a stunt like that. We have you now, citizen! ![[Image: dredd01.jpg]](https://images.weserv.nl/?url=comicsalliance.com%2Ffiles%2F2012%2F09%2Fdredd01.jpg)
Dying to live, living to die.
 (October 29, 2015 at 6:12 pm)mh.brewer Wrote: Bed sheet for a parachute, age 7. Worked for my GI Joe, not so much for me. Oh, I forgot about stink bombs. Those things were so potent. I remember one of them didn't break, but we had to get to class quickly. So, a buddy of mine stepped on it and ran. He smelled like ass for the rest of the day.
Suspended for two days from school for hitting a girl very hard across the back of the head with a wooden bat - aged fourteen.
Lesson learned by both: don't think you can push me around when I'm in a really bad mood and don't get your revenge when there are witnesses.
Dying to live, living to die.
RE: Fucked up things you did as a kid!
October 29, 2015 at 7:15 pm
(This post was last modified: October 29, 2015 at 7:15 pm by The Grand Nudger.)
If you'd hit her a little harder that would have been one fewer witnesses.......
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Made nitrous oxide in the basement. Forgot to run through a water bath to remove impurities. All we did was cough.
I don't have an anger problem, I have an idiot problem.
(October 29, 2015 at 7:15 pm)Rhythm Wrote: If you'd hit her a little harder that would have been one fewer witnesses....... My Dad said that...
Dying to live, living to die.
-and look how you turned out! I knew I was doing something right in this whole daddy business.
I am the Infantry. I am my country’s strength in war, her deterrent in peace. I am the heart of the fight… wherever, whenever. I carry America’s faith and honor against her enemies. I am the Queen of Battle. I am what my country expects me to be, the best trained Soldier in the world. In the race for victory, I am swift, determined, and courageous, armed with a fierce will to win. Never will I fail my country’s trust. Always I fight on…through the foe, to the objective, to triumph overall. If necessary, I will fight to my death. By my steadfast courage, I have won more than 200 years of freedom. I yield not to weakness, to hunger, to cowardice, to fatigue, to superior odds, For I am mentally tough, physically strong, and morally straight. I forsake not, my country, my mission, my comrades, my sacred duty. I am relentless. I am always there, now and forever. I AM THE INFANTRY! FOLLOW ME!
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October 29, 2015 at 7:33 pm
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(October 29, 2015 at 5:04 pm)Napoléon Wrote: Throwing wet paper towels onto the bathroom ceiling in school was always a laugh. That reminds me of wet sponges in class. We always tried to collect as many as possible to throw them at teachers. Sounds kind of cruel to my grown up self, but there were some, who couldn't help themselves and faced a barrage of wet sponges to the head. Made us kind of cocky and we started to throw them at other teachers angering us too. Regardless of the ensuing sanctions. Throwing garbage also was popular. One even went as far as eating an apple in class and throwing the leftovers, aiming for the tie of the teacher. After the hit, he even reminded the poor sod that he wore a dirty tie. Politely, rising in his bench and simply advising the teacher to change it. As long as I live, I will never forget that scene. ![[Image: Bumper+Sticker+-+Asheville+-+Praise+Dog3.JPG]](https://images.weserv.nl/?url=1.bp.blogspot.com%2F-d-3rfdI7nG0%2FTerwtFyFXoI%2FAAAAAAAACak%2F7kFSmHeVrng%2Fs320%2FBumper%2BSticker%2B-%2BAsheville%2B-%2BPraise%2BDog3.JPG)
RE: Fucked up things you did as a kid!
October 29, 2015 at 7:49 pm
(This post was last modified: October 29, 2015 at 7:52 pm by abaris.)
Oh, yes, and there was one guy, always bringing a machete to school. They were a team of two, he had his own personal Igor, which is kind of important for the story, since this other boy had to assist in what machete guy did at least once every school day. The furniture was made of plywood and when the opportunity presented itself, machete guy made short work of it, turning it into firewood. Igor was tasked with holding tables and chairs at the right angle to present their weaknesses for the first strike. Once the structure was weakened, the rest was the work of a minute.
And before you ask, these stories are true. And yes, it was nice and tidy suburbia and not some slum where it happened. That was the place.
 RE: Fucked up things you did as a kid!
October 29, 2015 at 9:35 pm
(This post was last modified: October 29, 2015 at 9:37 pm by ErGingerbreadMandude.)
I secretly took a bedsheet with me and climbed some stairs. I jumped off the stairs kind of holding the sheet like a parachute so that I will get to the ground slowly. I kind of fucked up my legs. Also,my mom beat me. :'(
I had a collection of Beyblade cards that I got from Cheetos.I used to take them everywhere I go.I once took them into the toilet.It kind of slipped from my hand while I was playing with it and fell into my shit so I did what any other sensible person would do - I dug my hand in my puddle of poop and found my Beyblade cards. When I used to have perfect vision as a really young kid, I wanted to know how people without perfect vision saw the world. It always kind of fascinated me, so I took my T.V remote and I pointed it to my right eye and started clicking buttons. The idea was to mess up my vision. I don't know whether it worked or not; just that I currently have to wear glasses and my right eye can't see for shit. |
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