Kids do stupid stuff
I'm well aware of my lack of zombie slaying tips recently. Truth is, I go through creative phases and right now, I'm not feeling like writing anything serious.
The whole incident at the creek with Zombieslayer Jr. had me thinking of childhood, and my childhood. I was thinking of the stupid things I did. The dumbest thing I ever did was when we went to Lake Tahoe, my parents went gambling for a few hours so I spun around in one of those swivel chairs until I threw up. I had no idea the consequences of spinning in a swivel chair. It was fun, so I did it over and over until I got sick. When you're a kid, you sometimes just don't think.
What was the dumbest thing you did as a child? If you're too afraid to admit it (or if it involves something very illegal), admit the second dumbest thing you did. Or the third if you were very bad.
posted by The Zombieslayer @ 3:06 AM
16 Comments:
At the time, we lived in a very 'hilly' Ethiopia. When I was 4,5,6 I had a very bad habit of getting into (government owned) cars, pulling the hand-brakes and "Seeing What Happens."
I ran and hid everytime but still managed to get 'busted' for my (repeated) act of stupidity.
I have wrecked at least 3 cars including a Mercedes, a Volvo and I forget what the other one was (but it must not have been a hot ride because I don't recall getting my ass BEAT for it).
More amazingly, I managed to come out unscathed - Particularly with the Mercedes ... I managed to take that one down-hill and SLAM it into the wall of the Russian Embassy. It was total and utter destruction everywhere.
Okay, that story will probably take the cake.
Way more drugs and drinking than I should have as a teen -- somehow I was never or arrested or hurt, although I got nasty sick a few times. As a much younger kid I was very interested in cause and effect. At three I was having my picture taken on top of a horse because my mom thought it'd be cute. I yelled "giddyap" and the horse took off town the street. I was terrified but managed to hang on until the photographer caught up to us.
My friend and I were interested in chemistry when we were 12. Our most successful project was homemade gunpowder. We had a blast making trails of the stuff and lighting it.
Our next step was to see what kind of explosion it would make. We put it in a glass Coke bottle and took it to an empty lot.
Fortunately our wick-making skills weren't too good and it never exploded.
I used to hitchhike everywhere, even if I had to go like 2 feet. How dumb is that? I may as well have worn a sign, saying, "Pick me up! Rape me! Murder me!"
my brother and i used to tape a marbles to the bottom of shotgun shells and throw them up in the air. when they hit the ground, it would trigger the primer and the shells would go off. so i or my goofy brother could have easily been shot. that was really stupid now that i think about it.
Wow people. With CultureShocked's first post, I thought he'd win easily. But these others are all pretty bad. And I thought spinning around in a swivel chair until I threw up was dumb.
It's amazing how we all made it to adulthood.
You know those Tonka dumptrucks? We used to ride them down the cement stairs of 3 story apartment landings straight to the bottom. We kept doing it until we fell off or got caught.
That had to HURT!
I am informed by J L S, a person whose life you might say has run parralel with mine, that a few years back (Quite a few) at the Naval gunnery school Portsmouth England, the Glorious 1st June Celebrations, required a Cannon to fire a cannon ball at a large suspended canvas sheet about 100yards away, Without being seen J L S poked an addition charge down the barrel during the lunch break. At the appointed time to fire the bloody cannon amidst much palaver pomp and tradition stuff watched by senior officers and other rubber neckers,the order "FIRE" was given. The cannon belched fire and smoke; the ball travelling about 300 yards denting a few army huts and finaly plopping into a fire services static water tank, some one dobbed J L S in to the Navy Authorities, I am pleased to be able to inform you that apparently J L S managed to lie his way out of it; (Case not proven)J L S; a big kid aged 20
I have been to your site in nsw oz..bit of a bucket stirrer and a pommy geezer as well.. why are you nosing around here.. im not getting anthing but knockbacks
Malcolm, I presume you are referring to me, why I am here is none of your business. I am not the least surprised you are receiving as you put it; Knock backs, I do recall you being deleted several times on that cricket post, do us all a big favor P O jelly head. The 28 folowing your name I will assume is your IQ. please dont waste your time commenting on my site.
I will be attending the big 'C'clinic today, so I may be away for awhile, also if it is L T; I shall be going to the U/K for a final visit soon. Bye.
The Big 'C'Clinic has indicated I shall survive, although I have several parts of my dial covered in reddish spots, also on other parts of my body,due to sun spot removal, quite painful in sensitive areas.
I was thankful for not being a nudist.
ZS. Would it be possible for you to time and DATE the comments on your blog please.
Sounds like me and Jason are the same. I carried 3 ounces of weed, 30 hits of speed and usually some mescaline on my person at all times from 1970-1978. I am lucky to be alive. I was a walking zombie for those years though...
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