When I moved to a new school in year 2 I cried my eyes out. Cried for about 2 hours.
When I went to the dentist as a kid I cried my eyes out. The dentist gave up on trying to get my tooth out.
When I had to take an injection I cried my eyes out. 3 people had to hold me down to take it.
When I saw a lizard crawl down from a wall I cried my eyes out. I screamed the shit out of everyone around me.
When I saw a guy in a santa costume during christmas I cried shitless and people thought there was something wrong with the guy in the santa costume. I was just scared of him.
When I was 4 my older brother made me cry and I called the police to arrest him.
Oh man, I was just like that too!
"There's no need to be embarrassed about it, Mr. Spock. It happens to the birds and the bees!"
In 4th grade, I slapped a kid with a mud/water covered sock I found on the playground. I can't remember why I did it, to this day.
In 2nd grade one time I got really sick over the course of the day and threw up all over the classroom floor while my classmates screamed, "EW!!!" They had to bring in the janitor to clean and disinfect the floor, naturally.
When I was 6, a girl in my class asked me if she could see my penis because she had never seen one before. I showed it to her in a nearby closet; she asked if she could touch it and I said it was okay so she did, and then I put it back in my pants. Then we got caught...Luckily for me I had put it back by then.
In 4th grade my friend and I got in big trouble with the school counselor for pounding on the table during lunch. He told us to stop and we just laughed and did it more. Every time he told us to stop we just started pounding harder on the table. So he gave us lunch detention (we had to spend our whole recess and lunch in the principal's office I think). But I was like, "Fuck that, I'm not gonna waste my recess and lunch cooped up inside, I wanna spend it playing basketball" so I just didn't show up for the detention and played basketball. The counselor was pretty mad and found me the next day and told me that if I didn't come the next time I would have two detentions. Still, I neglected it and went to recess. This process repeated itself every day, as the counselor would not be able to stop me from going outside after class.
It was amazing the lengths he went to catch me though. He eventually combed the playground looking for me. He found me and said, "You have detention young man," and I ran off in the middle of the basketball game. He chased after me, but luckily for me this was when I was a fast runner and I could more or less outrun him. I ran into the school and he kept following me. I tried hiding in the library but he found me and I ran out really fast (but quietly). Finally I found refuge in a stall in the 3rd floor boys bathroom.... Until I saw a familiar looking pair of shoes step up on the outside of the stall. "I know that's you in there" he said menacingly, "You're not fooling anyone, come out and serve your detention." I made a really goofy fake voice and said, "I don't know what you're talking about, please leave me alone I have to finish going number 2." He insisted that I wasn't fooling anyone but eventually left after 5 minutes. When he did I waited a bit and then ran back outside and finished the basketball game. As far as I can remember, I never ended up serving that detention. That chase story sounds like it would fit reasonably well in some PG movie though.
I have a ton more but I'm too lazy to type them.
A hero is someone who does the right thing without expectation of reward, just because it's the right thing to do.
When I was in kindergarten I walked down to my friend's house up the block. I knocked on his door, nobody answered. So I wandered inside to see if they were home, nobody was, but within the whole minute I must have been there they pulled up and discovered me inside their house.
Man my parents were upset....
...Then I ducked my head and the lights went out, and two guns blazed in the dark;
And a woman screamed, and the lights went up, and two men lay stiff and stark...
Pouring alcohol on walls in the shape of certain words and setting it on fire.
Originally Posted by ayoitsStepho
My favorite pass time.
Putting the cat in the dish washer, in the dryer...putting him on something swarming with bumble bee's and throw him into big puddles of water. I would even throw him at the big dogs....I can hear PETA calling any minute.
hahaha, I used to love flipping my cat in the air.
I can't remember too many stupid things I did as a kid, I think I was a bit more cautious back then and had very watchful parents. I've gotten lost plenty of times, though.
-stellar renegade coo-oo-ooool this madness down,
stop it right on tiiiiime!
When I was four or five I wanted candy so I collected some soda bottles to take back to the store (where I lived you got .10 per bottle). I walked the half mile or so to the store, returned the bottles, and bought the candy. Since I hadn't told anyone, I returned to a (relieved) search party.
Also around the same time I had just watched Marry Poppins and thought that if I got an umbrella I would be able to fly like she did. I convinced my brother it would be great. We stepped up on the balcony with our umbrella and my dad came home just in time to ask what we were doing.
"It is not length of life, but depth of life." ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson