You know, because sometimes kids don't know better, and we were all kids once.

Me:

Stabbed by neck with a short palm tree (very sharp leaf).

Sometimes I really wanted to put my fingers in plug sockets to get a mild electric shock, and I knew it was dangerous.

Took off my pants in class after crapping them (circa 4 years old).

Kicked the balls of a neighbour I hated (circa 6 yo).

In school we all loved to jump the staircases, often tripping and landing on our knees. How I never broke any of my legs is still a mystery to me.

I watched too many action movies as a kid and I once tried to get out of a moving car before it was completely parked and I nearly got my right feet-leg crushed in the process; my dad didn't even notice it (luckily, shockingly, he just said "close that door!), I just limped for some minutes. That's possibly the stupidest-most pointless thing I did as a kid.

Jumped off a 2-storey building, I thought I could do it (no injuries of any kind, other than the dramatic belting I received afterwards, ah, parents...).

[Edited 10/28/20 13:43pm]

Pretty much everything I did as a child was dumb...

The older you get the more you realize how much you don't know and how many dumb things you've done.

I'm just hoping to eventually stop doing stupid shit but I don't think it's going to happen.

I regret nothing, some people have to learn the hard way.

[Edited 10/28/20 16:25pm]

Plenty of things but here are a couple I did in elementary school goaded by the older neighborhood kids. Our neighborhood had a grocery story. On one occasion, I wore my mother's wardrobe box with eye slits cut in it. Another time, I wore my mother's bathing suit (I was probably about 7 year old). A factor that made it my outlandish is that my mother was extremely top heavy, which created a more dramatic effect. I would walk around the store away from the checkout counter and some of the kids would linger behind me to check out the extreme reactions of the other customers. Obviously, I was an attention hog at the time though I deny it at this point. Just don't test me by daring me to do something outrageous. ( Side note: I am gong to my mother's 100th birthday party this weekend and I thinks it time for me to come clean about these experiences ).

Children are the dumth of society.

We all got caught masterbating.,

-jumped off the garage roof

-dressed in my mother's nurses uniform, shades & lipstick to buy Vodka

-drank said Vodka and did cart-wheels across busy streets

-Always in trouble with the nuns... called one of them 'Sister Mary Cigaretta of the Holy Smokes.'

(That went over well)

Margot said:

-dressed in my mother's nurses uniform, shades & lipstick to buy Vodka

-drank said Vodka and did cart-wheels across busy streets

-Always in trouble with the nuns... called one of them 'Sister Mary Cigaretta of the Holy Smokes.'

We have an early winner!

JoeTyler said:

alphastreet said:

JoeTyler said:

We have an early winner!

Didn’t know this was a contest!

Gotcha!

I ate dirt on occasion. Licked my finger tip, picked up dirt, and tasted it.

Threw rocks at passing cars. Ran inside and lied to my folks about it, after the driver stopped and came up to the house and told my folks what I did.

Neighbor kid next door, Steven, and I used his mother's sheets to make hammocks, hanging them on the fence. We poked holes in the sheets over the top of the chain link fence, and tied them in knots. Steven's mother Jeri was i-n-f-u-r-i-a-t-e-d when she saw us out there, in the sheets, hanging from the fence.

Once, my brother and I got on the roof to take the plastic off the turbine vents. Our mom usually was home and made us do this. But we decided to do it ourselves. My phobia is heights, especially back then. I was so scared that I wouldn't reach the ladder with my foot, that I made my brother (6 years younger than me) jump off the roof of the house to the grass ("STOP, DROP, AND ROLL!") and hold the ladder for me. He did it. My mother was i-n-f-u-r-i-a-t-e-d when she found out.

Aforementioned Steven and I used to drop trow and flash passing cars. SUN'S OUT DICKS OUT!

I used to find things to spray with WD-40 because I loved the smell of it. Maybe an early form of huffing. LOL I wasn't aggressively inhaling it. It was more like spraying Febreeze in the Target aisle and waving it toward your face.

[Edited 10/30/20 16:23pm]

2freaky4church1 said:

We all got caught masterbating.,

Those of you who were careless did. NOT I!

Halloween pranks and prank phone calls mostly. Dumb but fun.

purplethunder3121 said:

wildgoldenhoney said:

That's all I can remember but apparently my family has stories about me that I don't remember. [Edited 11/1/20 22:59pm]

Wow, my kind of person.

JoeTyler said:

You know, because sometimes kids don't know better, and we were all kids once.

Me:

Stabbed by neck with a short palm tree (very sharp leaf).

Sometimes I really wanted to put my fingers in plug sockets to get a mild electric shock, and I knew it was dangerous.

Took off my pants in class after crapping them (circa 4 years old).

Kicked the balls of a neighbour I hated (circa 6 yo).

In school we all loved to jump the staircases, often tripping and landing on our knees. How I never broke any of my legs is still a mystery to me.

I watched too many action movies as a kid and I once tried to get out of a moving car before it was completely parked and I nearly got my right feet-leg crushed in the process; my dad didn't even notice it (luckily, shockingly, he just said "close that door!), I just limped for some minutes. That's possibly the stupidest-most pointless thing I did as a kid.

Jumped off a 2-storey building, I thought I could do it (no injuries of any kind, other than the dramatic belting I received afterwards, ah, parents...).

[Edited 10/28/20 13:43pm]

Ha! This is what my Dad did before he beat the crap out of us...

Then he'd hang the belt on a nail by the door to make sure we could see it...

Some wild and crazy Prince fans...he would be proud.

alphastreet said:

I also used to like eating snow and collecting dustballs, had a box for it must have had undiagnosed pica looking back, I think I have undiagnosed aspergers and want to get tested for it

Us kids used to make snowcones with real snow and kool aid and actually eat them. I remember my little brother chewing on lead pencils... He used to eat dog food and mud pies we would fix for him, too.

purplethunder3121 said:

alphastreet said:

purplethunder3121 said:

Us kids used to make snowcones with real snow and kool aid and actually eat them. I remember my little brother chewing on lead pencils... He used to eat dog food and mud pies we would fix for him, too.

Wow that sounds so cool, would have liked to try it! I used to chew on pencils too and obsessively crack my knuckles when I was 8

A lot of kids do that--we had knuckle cracking contests as well as burping and farting. Kids are crazy like that. The littlest thing is funny.

purplethunder3121 said:

JoeyC said:

purplethunder3121 said:

Ha! This is what my Dad did before he beat the crap out of us...

Then he'd hang the belt on a nail by the door to make sure we could see it...

My dad, God rest his soul, when he was really mad, used to throw me around like a rag doll and then kicked me in the ass when I was down, about 5-6 times. He used to say his dad actually punched him in the face so I shouldn't complain.

On a normal day he would just slap my head repeteadly. It seems he truly didn't want to leave marks on my face, out of pity-love and to avoid trouble with the authorities, most likely.

I'm sorry if this thread suddenly turned sordid.