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Pandas, What Was The Worst Thing You Accidentally Did As A Kid?
When I was 4/5 I was in the park and saw a fluffy red and black caterpillar now I had just learned that most fluffy caterpillars are poisonous( I was not aware that the wooly bear caterpillar is not ) and being the good citizen I am did not want anything bad to happen to the poor person who tried to picked it up I decided the rational thing to do was smush it however once I found out it was not poisonous and thought about the fact I had just MURDERED an innocent creature I spent the rest of the day crying still feel guilty but it did make me want to know more about Insects and I am now studying to become an entomologistPandas, What Was The Worst Thing You Accidentally Did As A Kid?
When I was a kid me and my mom had made my Dad a two layer orange creamsicle flavor birthday cake. I was so proud of it that I didn't want my Dad to see I until it was time to eat it. The thought to hide it did not occur to me till he was walking in the door from work, so I grabbed it off the counter and ran away to hide it somewhere. It was under one of those round plastic domes shaped like a cylinder. Well...that cake started to slowly spill out of the cylinder as my eight year old self toted it around the house. I only realized it when I was halfway to the TV room and saw cake on my shirt. My poor brokenhearted self took it to the bathroom (on the other side of the house)...where I tried to fix it. Meanwhile, my Dad was following a giant trail of cake crumbs in a circle laughing hysterically. He found me in the bathroom crying hysterically. My grandparents (his parents) and my Mom were very.upset but he picked me up and gave me a big kiss and said he loved it anyway and we ate the destroyed cake together. We still talk about it from time to time.Pandas, What Was The Worst Thing You Accidentally Did As A Kid?
Not me but as a very young child my sister had a sweater with a furry cat on the front. My dad took her into town shopping with him one day and when she needed the toilet had to take her into the men's public toilets. There were several other men in there at the time and while they were in the cubicle she asked my dad very loudly if he would like to stroke her pussy! My dad near had a heart attack however he did enjoy telling the story in his speech at her wedding!Pandas, What Was The Worst Thing You Accidentally Did As A Kid?
When I was 3, my mum was pushing me in my buggy through Woolworths. As we passed a huge adult-sized teddy bear lying flat on a display, I apparently somehow managed to bite the ear of the teddy as we passed and partially dragged it from the shelf. My Mum stopped and tried to pull it out of my mouth, but I applied lock-jaw. She tried cajoling and quietly threatening me to release the bear. But I held fast with my little teeth. She said she decided to wait, thinking I would tire, but 15 minutes later, I was calmly sitting in my pushchair with the bears - by now very wet - ear still safely jammed in my mouth. Some shoppers and the store manager had gathered and my mortified mum just finally admitted defeat and bought the teddy and managed to walk it home with me still attached. I only unclamped my teeth when we reached home!Pandas, What Was The Worst Thing You Accidentally Did As A Kid?
When I was about 7 or 8, my cousins got stuck about 2 hours out of my town (and about 6 hours from theirs) thanks to a tornado. At the time there were two daughters, one about my age, who (as did I) enjoyed cosmetics. Like nail polish. My parents did the nice thing and went to retrieve them. The family car could not fit seven people, so they rented a mini-van. This mini-van was brand new to the rental dealership. As in, had about 18 miles on it when we rented it, and it was in mint condition. Please note that the use of the past tense is not because this story happened over 20 years ago. While packing to go retrieve my cousins and aunt and uncle, I had the wonderful idea that I could spend the long drive to deliver them home discussing cosmetics with my cousin, so I packed my pillowcase (because I routinely used my 101 Dalmatians Lucky pillowcase as a rucksack) with a variety of such things, including a bottle of bright blue, metallic-shimmer nail polish. There was, of course, no need to involve a parent in my plans. Thus begins our story. It was all fine until the Wyoming-Nebraska border on I-80, when I started to detect a faint aroma of nail polish emanating from my pillowcase. Now, you know that even when a bottle of nail polish is closed, sometimes it can still give off a faint odor of nail polish if some got on the bottle the last time you used it. The female occupant of the front seat remarked upon the scent, and I dismissed her fears, not wanting a lecture about how if I did my nails in a contained space with my cousin it would give her a headache or something. I assumed that the closed bottle just smelled like nail polish, after all. I assumed wrongly. Another half hour passed by, when I finally examined said pillowcase (I believe I was in fact using it as an actual pillow).To my horror, half of the pillowcase, my childhood blankie (don't judge me; I still used it in the car), several toys and stuffed animals, and other sundry goods had been coated in the nail polish. In addition, my seatbelt, the seat, and by the time I had waved it around in horror, the seatback in front of me was also be-nailpolished. I panicked. Using my travel-cup of water, I attempted to remove it. No dice. I used my saliva. I used some juice. Nothing worked. I was in full FEMA crisis mode. By this time, my mother said that there was some kind of engine fluid leak. I felt morally bound at this to report the situation to the authorities. I won't forget stopping at a podunk gas station in Sidney, Nebraska, trying to find anything that might assist in removing the nail polish. I specifically remember a toothbrush being involved, but it wasn't like it sold acetone. The blanket and pillowcase (my only concerns, to be frank) were a lost cause; I think mom was able to get almost 80% of the polish off the mini-van's upholstery. The affair of the nail polish delayed our retrieval of the tornado-stranded family by about an hour. The smell remained with the formerly pristine mini-van for the rest of the week that we had it (I don't remember why we had it more than a day or two -- maybe they extended the lease to try to remove the evidence of my crimes. Most of the nail polish disappeared once my mother had procured acetone, but I don't think that the smell ever would have dissipated. So that's the story of how I, while attempting to lighten the heart of my cousin with post-tornado chauffeured manicures, ruined a brand-new mini-van. RIP van.Pandas, What Was The Worst Thing You Accidentally Did As A Kid?
When I was about 3 or 4 I thought people were alive in the radio and on the TV. Made sense that the light on the radio helped them see to step up to the mic to sing! My parents thought it was cute and didn't tell me otherwise. I was watching "Green Acres" and Ebb said he was thirsty. I was taught to share, so I dumped my drink down the back of the TV to help him out....BOOM!!! After the TV blew up my parents started correcting me when I lived under false assumptions. On the plus side, we did get our first color TV!Pandas, What Was The Worst Thing You Accidentally Did As A Kid?
I lived at my grandmother's house, and one time, I have absolutely no idea why I put her house keys in the freezer. Later that day, everyone went bananas looking for the keys, even myself, as I had forgotten that I had put them in the freezer, and they ended up changing the locks. Months later, when the freezer was turned of for cleaning, they found the keys and naturally, questioned me about it.Pandas, What Was The Worst Thing You Accidentally Did As A Kid?
Once when me and my sister (who is a 15 months older than me) were at least 4, we took pink crayon and drew all over my dads Desert Storm helmet from when he was in the war. My mom found it and she had to take green crayon and cover it. My dad never found out until two years later.Pandas, What Was The Worst Thing You Accidentally Did As A Kid?
When I was around 8-9, I was watching a show with my dad. In the show, an old man, who was at his doctor's appointment all of a sudden asked if he was pregnant, because he was looking quite bloated. Now when I think about it, he was just delusional from the fear of dying or something similar. But my naïve brain not knowing anything, turned around and ask my dad “Hey dad, does that mean you’re pregnant too?” (Heads up – the answer is no)Pandas, What Was The Worst Thing You Accidentally Did As A Kid?
I was about 7 and made a potato salad for my Grandpa - with raw potatoes, raisins and mayo. He ate every bite and for the rest of his life told everyone I made him the best potato salad he'd ever had. I remembered this when I was about 14 and all I could think was how nasty that must have been and yet he ate every bite because I made it for him......Pandas, What Was The Worst Thing You Accidentally Did As A Kid?
My father was watching a game in the tv on the living room, and i was supposed to be studying. I was bored and I was jokingly closing the stapler in my thumb, but i closed harder. Very cool ideia, don't you think? NO. I didn't realize that staple had freaking staples. Conclusion: with a staple stapled on my thumb i walked to my mother desk. I called: "Mom" very calmly. She looked at me and i told her to take it. By that time, my sister and father had noticed what happened. My sister held my head to protect me from looking and my mother pulled it. I still saw the blood but it hurt like hell when she pulled it. Advice: Dont' ever play with a stapler that you don't know if it has staples or nah.Show All 16 Upvotes
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This Artist Continues To Brighten Up The Streets Of His City With His Adorable Chalk Art (130 New Pics)
This Artist Continues To Brighten Up The Streets Of His City With His Adorable Chalk Art (130 New Pics)
This Artist Continues To Brighten Up The Streets Of His City With His Adorable Chalk Art (130 New Pics)
This Artist Continues To Brighten Up The Streets Of His City With His Adorable Chalk Art (130 New Pics)
This Artist Continues To Brighten Up The Streets Of His City With His Adorable Chalk Art (130 New Pics)
30 Comics That Are Perfect For People Who Have A Dark Sense Of Humor By The Square Comics (New Pics)
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When I was a kid me and my mom had made my Dad a two layer orange creamsicle flavor birthday cake. I was so proud of it that I didn't want my Dad to see I until it was time to eat it. The thought to hide it did not occur to me till he was walking in the door from work, so I grabbed it off the counter and ran away to hide it somewhere. It was under one of those round plastic domes shaped like a cylinder. Well...that cake started to slowly spill out of the cylinder as my eight year old self toted it around the house. I only realized it when I was halfway to the TV room and saw cake on my shirt. My poor brokenhearted self took it to the bathroom (on the other side of the house)...where I tried to fix it. Meanwhile, my Dad was following a giant trail of cake crumbs in a circle laughing hysterically. He found me in the bathroom crying hysterically. My grandparents (his parents) and my Mom were very.upset but he picked me up and gave me a big kiss and said he loved it anyway and we ate the destroyed cake together. We still talk about it from time to time.This Panda hasn't followed anyone yet
