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STUPID THINGS YOU DID AS A KID

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LoKy reminded me that we used to fly around the suburban streets of the Northland area on the back of cars when it snowed in the mid-1960s. We would lean left and lean right and the drivers would be struggling to control their cars, we thought it was hilarious.

We were racing around the block with a stopwatch. The trip required you to catch at least two rides. We made a really good time. A friend set out to beat us but had not made it ten minutes later when we heard the sirens.

We had never seen a snow plough before, neither had he. He had cheated and hitched a ride on the back of another friend's older brother's car. Apparently, he hit the dry patch at about fifty miles an hour. He broke both arms and a leg, if I remember correctly, and spent a few weeks in the hospital. :slappy:
 
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kinch said:
Tried to jump from one limb on a tree to another, with one hand in my pocket, and no thumb. Broke my arm.

Tried to do 1 1/2 flips off a swingset. Broke my arm.

Tried to do some stupid stunt I can't remember due to head injury while on a bike. Hit a car. Broke my arm.

Tried to make a shot in a basketball game while a guy who I was pummeling all day was wrapped around my back. Both fell down hard. Broke my arm.
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:slappy: :slappy: :slappy: LMFAO. that is some funny shit
 
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And now, I will take us way back to when Morse Road was a two-lane highway and the Northland Shopping Center had just been built and was Columbus' first mall. The Northland Patio had yet to be built and the south side of Morse Road was a long open field, with a "haunted house" which had been the original farm house sitting on the southeast corner of Morse and Maize Roads. People often kept their car keys above the visor and no one locked their cars.

My brother was a bit of a hooligan and he convinced me that he was having the time of his life night after night by sneaking out and borrowing our neighbors cars for joyrides. I think I was about ten when I snuck out with him the first time.

For those of you who remember the times, we drove to Hyde's Carryout (yep, still there). My brother asked old man Hyde for a six pack of Hudepohl beer for my Dad. My Dad and old man Hyde were always kidding each other and arguing sports and he handed it over to us, thinking my Dad was waiting in the car. As we got into the car to drive away, my Dad pulled up. As he hit the door, we drove away, just in time to see old man Hyde asking what was going on and my Dad running out into the night to see us drive away.

We parked the car, snuck back to our bedroom walking on either side of the hall floors, so the floor wouldn't creak, and got under the covers just as Dad hit the back door in a rage. He came flying straight to our room but found us "asleep".

I can still remember him calling old man Hyde on the telephone and shouting "very funny" and then slamming the phone down.

Old man Hyde nearly skinned us alive next time he saw us and ran across Morse Road chasing us into the field where Rhodes Furniture stands now.

That night was the first time I ever felt my heart pounding in my throat and I think of it every time I am back in Columbus and drive by that little carryout.
 
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I could type until my fingers are riddled with arthritis about stupid shit I did as a kid, but I'll just focus my thoughts around one Christmas gift that I received which ended up causing a great deal of groundings and ass whoopins. The Daisy pump action BB gun.
  • I shot my bedroom mirror, and ended up having to tape friends' pictures on the mirror to conceal it (eventually got busted for it about a year later)
  • I shot my neighbor's Vega windshield (He wasn't amused, but kept it between us....guess he needed somebody to shovel his dog's shit out of the yard that Summer)
  • I believe that I killed every species of bird to ever inhabit Ohio, to include the Cardinal (State Bird, by the way...found that out the hard way), Blue Jay, a bizillion Robins and black birds, and one that I am especially proud of was a humming bird (shot it right out of the air while it was hovering around some flowers....you wouldn't believe how small those things actually are when they stop flapping those wings)
 
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We used to shoot Spring Breakers in the ass with a BB gun on the beach.

We poured baby oil on the floor outside the visitors locker room during halftime of a basketball game in Jr. High.

In sixth grade, paddling was still legal in school. My principal paddled me once, I turned around and hit him in the nuts.

I intentionally poured a drink down a teacher's blouse. It was a white shirt, she had a nice rack.
 
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scooter1369 said:
I intentionally poured a drink down a teacher's blouse. It was a white shirt, she had a nice rack.
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:lol:

I hit my 8th grade Math teacher with a piece of paper that I shot from a rubberband... hit him in the ass while he was writing on the board.

while playing floor hockey in gym I ran over my gym teacher (he was playing goal)... he was a big guy... about 6ft 4'... he thought it was pretty fun, at least he was laughing as he was getting up off the floor.

pushed a kid into a trophy case which then shattered... later that year we also duct taped him to a pole in shop class... he was a little bitch.
 
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ArtilleryBuck said:
[*]I believe that I killed every species of bird to ever inhabit Ohio, to include the Cardinal (State Bird, by the way...found that out the hard way), Blue Jay, a bizillion Robins and black birds, and one that I am especially proud of was a humming bird (shot it right out of the air while it was hovering around some flowers....you wouldn't believe how small those things actually are when they stop flapping those wings)
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:cry:
 
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I dint know if this qualifies for this thread, but it is still funny.

When I piss in public, I like to pull my pants all the way down to the floor, like a little kid. The reaction is priceless.

It works best when the restrooms have the big troughs, like at a stadium.
 
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