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Funny or Memorable Childhood Stories Okay....lets take a trip down memory lane. Please.... [b]tell me a memorable or funny childhood story.[/b] Going to church doesn’t make you a Christian, any more than standing in a garage makes you a car. | |
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At 6 years old I pulled down my pants during breaktime and pissed in front of about 20 kids in the car park because I thought it was hilarious. As did they. I was never caught. | |
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StillGotIt said: Okay....lets take a trip down memory lane. Please.... [b]tell me a memorable or funny childhood story.[/b]
My grandfather tickling me | |
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i used to play a game with my brother that we called "the campbell" for some reason. we'd lay on our stomachs on the stairs and put our hands in front of us as we slid all the way to the bottom. it was the cause of much rugburn and irritation on the parts of our parents, but we loved it!! HE'S COMING AGAIN | |
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My brother used to stomp around the house in wellington boots but got the name wrong and used to shout "I LOVE MY WANKY BOOTS." [Edited 2/17/08 18:42pm] | |
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My father always tells this one. We were playing football in the garden, my brother and I, but he was hogging the ball. My father said 'Go on James, give Nick a kick', so my brother, after giving a brief puzzled look, ran up and kicked me in the shin. | |
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when I was around 10 years old, my niece wouldn't stop snoring so I talked my younger sister into dropping a roach into her mouth....and then my older sister (my niece's mom) caught us..... Going to church doesn’t make you a Christian, any more than standing in a garage makes you a car. | |
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benyamin said: My brother used to stomp around the house in wellington boots but got the name wrong and used to shout "I LOVE MY WANKY BOOTS."
[Edited 2/17/08 18:42pm] when my littlest sister was about one and a half, she couldn't say the "sm" sound right and it always came out as an "f" sound. us older kids made her say "smuckers" repeatedly. HE'S COMING AGAIN | |
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Fauxie said: My father always tells this one. We were playing football in the garden, my brother and I, but he was hogging the ball. My father said 'Go on James, give Nick a kick', so my brother, after giving a brief puzzled look, ran up and kicked me in the shin.
Going to church doesn’t make you a Christian, any more than standing in a garage makes you a car. | |
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I was dancing in the front room to MTV as a toddler and my dad walked in from the kitchen, saw me, and hollered, "Get down, Jana!", and I panicked and flung myself against the carpet, crying. Oh shit, my hat done fell off | |
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Fauxie said: My father always tells this one. We were playing football in the garden, my brother and I, but he was hogging the ball. My father said 'Go on James, give Nick a kick', so my brother, after giving a brief puzzled look, ran up and kicked me in the shin.
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My dad took my best friend and I to the local fishing hole and as he was baiting our hooks, I jumped on the fishing poles excitedly and he jabbed the FAT hook completely through his thumb.
Another time, I was at a birthday party at the city park and climbed to the top of a slide that was off-limits due to its height and its lack of side rails. I fell off, landing on my head, and according to my dad, woke the next day forgetting everything from the day before, panicked that we were late for the party. Oh shit, my hat done fell off | |
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INSATIABLE said: My dad took my best friend and I to the local fishing hole and as he was baiting our hooks, I jumped on the fishing poles excitedly and he jabbed the FAT hook completely through his thumb.
Another time, I was at a birthday party at the city park and climbed to the top of a slide that was off-limits due to its height and its lack of side rails. I fell off, landing on my head, and according to my dad, woke the next day forgetting everything from the day before, panicked that we were late for the party. Going to church doesn’t make you a Christian, any more than standing in a garage makes you a car. | |
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StillGotIt said: INSATIABLE said: My dad took my best friend and I to the local fishing hole and as he was baiting our hooks, I jumped on the fishing poles excitedly and he jabbed the FAT hook completely through his thumb.
Another time, I was at a birthday party at the city park and climbed to the top of a slide that was off-limits due to its height and its lack of side rails. I fell off, landing on my head, and according to my dad, woke the next day forgetting everything from the day before, panicked that we were late for the party. I can't think of anything good. It's all disasters! Oh shit, my hat done fell off | |
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Protege said: benyamin said: My brother used to stomp around the house in wellington boots but got the name wrong and used to shout "I LOVE MY WANKY BOOTS."
[Edited 2/17/08 18:42pm] when my littlest sister was about one and a half, she couldn't say the "sm" sound right and it always came out as an "f" sound. us older kids made her say "smuckers" repeatedly. Going to church doesn’t make you a Christian, any more than standing in a garage makes you a car. | |
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StillGotIt said: when I was around 10 years old, my niece wouldn't stop snoring so I talked my younger sister into dropping a roach into her mouth....and then my older sister (my niece's mom) caught us.....
INSATIABLE said: I was dancing in the front room to MTV as a toddler and my dad walked in from the kitchen, saw me, and hollered, "Get down, Jana!", and I panicked and flung myself against the carpet, crying.
wtf?! surviving on the thought of loving you, it's just like the water
I ain't felt this way in years... | |
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StillGotIt said: Protege said: when my littlest sister was about one and a half, she couldn't say the "sm" sound right and it always came out as an "f" sound. us older kids made her say "smuckers" repeatedly. yep HE'S COMING AGAIN | |
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Protege said: benyamin said: My brother used to stomp around the house in wellington boots but got the name wrong and used to shout "I LOVE MY WANKY BOOTS."
[Edited 2/17/08 18:42pm] when my littlest sister was about one and a half, she couldn't say the "sm" sound right and it always came out as an "f" sound. us older kids made her say "smuckers" repeatedly. | |
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I remember getting a gameboy and waking up with like 6 game boy games on the end of my bed the next day and thinking it was more than I'd ever be able to complete in my life. | |
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