People Are Sharing Dumb Things They Did As Kids And It’s Amazing That Some Of Them Are Still Alive
Kids can find some incredibly random things to do! Which, when you think about it, isn't such a bad thing. Experience is the greatest teacher of all, and getting yourself into sticky situations when young can give you a lesson in life that you will never forget. As long as your death wish lets you make it through to adulthood in one piece of course!
Twitter user @MotherOfDoggons asked people to share some of the stupid things they did as kids, and some of the real stories will make you wonder how these funny kids managed to survive this far. From starting fires and stabbing themselves for attention, to eating grass to prove that they are part horse, let's just hope that these crazy kids have learned from their hilariously stupid experiences. And if not then hey, at least they have funny things to tell. Scroll down below to check out the funniest tweets selected by Bored Panda, and share your own stories in the comments!
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Hahaha, I always got Play Dooh for Saint Nicolas at my school. My mother dreaded that time of year. Because for some (creative) reason I always smeared the stuff in the living room carpet. As I also loved to make drawings on the bottom of the plate that was our salon table, instead of using the blackboard. I probably found drawing while laying on the floor more relaxing. And drawing gnomes on (again) the carpet in our living room was also my speciality ( in all shades of pink & purple).
Well, to be fair, the whole "you have to wear clothing to preschool" rule is pretty dumb....
I went through a short phase where I was pretty sure I could fly if I just tried hard enough. I gave it up pretty quickly when none of my flying experiments worked.
i once walked home from the mall. alone. i was five. my mom had the police come to the mall looking for me. that was not my first or last disappearing. but definitely my worst
Some people pretty much do that on a canvas and call it art, though.
if i did this my mom would beat me so hard then tell the rest of my family and then the rest of my family would spank me and groud me
When I was in my first year of school, I got curious about the dangly bit at the back of my throat (uvula), so I stuck my fingers in to touch it and instantly projectile vomited across the large desk the whole class was sat around. On the plus side, I got a day off school.
I would have repeated that stunt until they figured it out!
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Ate mothballs. Got my stomach pumped. Ate poisonous mushrooms. Got my stomach pumped. Ate my grannies pain meds. Got my stomach pumped. Doctors started asking my parents if they loved me ...
My ex did this with laburnum seed pods (poisonous plant, seed pods look like pea pods) twice as a kid! The second time he got his friends involved. The other parents were unimpressed to hear it wasn't the first time & it was a while before he was trusted around his friends again!
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A couple of days after seeing Mary Poppins at the cinema I jumped off a wall with an umbrella above my head to see if I could float gently down to the ground like the character. I couldn't. Luckily the wall was only about 5 ft.
Did the same with a ladder. I was climbing higher, the higher the heights the higher the chance to actually float, right? Nope. I ended the day after I crashed so badly that my knee hit my chest and I couldn't breath anymore. It took me about 8 years to learn humans can't fly. Go figure.
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When I was 5 years old, I played teacher with my stuffed animals(school) in my room.I lit candles and read from a book. (omg) All at once the wooden floor burned and there was a huge fire in my room.....I ran to my mom and she was at the phone and spoke to her friend. I screamend MOM MOM there is a fire in my room!!! Please quick come!!! My mom said KLAUDIA I am on the phone!!! I have no time now!! I have to say I pranked her a lot as a kid that´s why she reacted that way hahaha I shouted and shoutetd but NO my mom dont believed me. So i ran to the neighbour he then ran to us with a blanket and stifled the fire, now my mom believed me xD
When I was 9-10 I had just learned how to dive into the pool, and I didn't want my new skills to go rusty so I decided to practice my diving at home. We didn't own a pool. I stood on a stool, pointed my arms and curled my toes, and dove headfirst into the living room carpet. I jammed all my fingers and my arms hurt for days. Dumbest thing I've ever done.
I very nearly died at the local swimming pool - age 10. Was doing handstands on the edge of the pool - hand slipped and I smacked my spine very hard on the edge as I went in. Paralysed for a minuite or so - felt like longer - sunk to the bottom - couldnt move my arms or legs. Floated up to the surface could barely gasp for breath. - Not a single person noticed - Lifeguards - nobody. Luckily within a couple of minutes the feeling came back into my limbs so I was able to get out
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When I was 6, at my after school program I was throwing my beanie boo up into the air and singing I believe I can fly. Unfortunately the stuffed tiger got stuck on the ceiling fan and was just slowly spinning till the janitor came
I was about 5 when I and a friend found a road kill squirrel. We buried it in the back yard and kept digging it up to see if had gone to heaven. It never did and I've been kinda sceptical ever since.
when i was a kid i woke up one night take a p**s in the garbage can in our kitchen and climb on the kitchen table and cover myself with the tablecloth.
When I was about 8 I was playing with an old wooden toy house I had and a piece of it came off. I paid no mind to it and kept playing, only to realize a few minutes latter that the detached piece had a rusty nail almost completely sticking out of it when I stepped on it and the nail went right into my foot. My dumb a*s thought my mom would get mad and take my toy away if I told her, so I never did. I pulled the nail off my foot, put a bandaid on the wound (without cleaning it nor anything), put socks on to hide it and tried my hardest to not limp so they didn't know I was hurt. I'm lucky I didn't get any infection or anything in that wound.
When I was 3 my brother, who was 9, was showing off his dexterity to some female guests. Not wanting to miss the attention, I announced I could ALSO do a hand stand. So, like my brother, I did my handstand...on the porch rail and prompt fell off, head first, into the concrete sidewalk below -- luckily it was only like 5 feet so there wasn't any permanent cabbage banana dog monkey... /s
Well, when I was about 5, I wanted to transform a plastic model of an Ilyushin Il-28 my dad made me into a flying aircraft, so after throwing it around the flat for a bit and seeing it doesn't actually fly despite the fact it looked exactly like the real-life version, I thought the reason was the engines weren't on. I had seen the real thing and it had fire coming out the engine nozzles, so I stuffed some cotton balls doused in rubbing alcohol into the engines and lit them on fire, before throwing the plastic model from a 3rd floor window. Luckily, there was nobody on the street below, because it shattered in about a million pieces.
I brought home a bucket of tadpole eggs and pond water so I could see them hatch and turn into frogs. I left the bucket in the garage without telling anyone. The eggs hatched overnight. I'd brought home thousands of mosquito eggs instead of tadpoles.
When I was about 4, I wanted my friend to think I broke my leg, so I took an entire roll of medical tape and wrapped my leg in a "cast". My mom saw me, asked what I was doing and said " okay but it's gonna hurt when you take it off "My friend indeed thought my leg was broken, so I happily went home and then tried to take the tape off. Peeled off every little hair on my leg and a good bit of skin( it was really good tape lol) my leg was bright red and sore for three days afterwards.
So I was told by a fellow kid (I was 5) that fish eat until they die. I didn't believe him so when I went home I put two whole cans of fish food in the fish tank to "show him a lesson" yeah they died. I cried for days
When I was 7 or 8 my parents had a pile of "dirt" dumped onto the driveway for a bunch of landscaping projects they were planning to do. My friend and I got out our toy cars and trucks and make all kinds of cool trails and roads for them to travel on and played there for hours. We later were told that it was manure. We were then told what manure was. So, yeah....
One time I was at my grandmas and was making some craft microwaving mac&cheese long story short I put it in the microwave with no water and was forever called the no water Mac
When I was like 10 I got into an argument with my brother and straight up took off. Like I literally just left, I went into the forest on my property and just made my way through, eventually I got lost though and it took me multiple hours to get back. The craziest part was that nobody even noticed I was gone because my mom had been on the other end of our property the whole time and my brother never left the house.
I broke open one of those giant glow-sticks and for no reason at all, chugged the glow liquid down like it was beer. It tasted like soap.
When I was 5 or 6 I was in a turkish bazaar kind of shopping place in my city with my aunt (and hundreds of other people shopping there) walking around her while glazing my eyes into the shops, paying no attention at what or who was around me. At some point I hear a lady voice telling "let's go further, come on". My blind a*s thought it's my aunt so I kept following the voice through the bazaar. About 5 minutes later I see a toy so I look after my aunt to get her to buy it for me. Of course there was no aunt. She was searching for her suddenly disappeared nephew somewhere into the bazaar while her dumb a*s nephew was following a random stranger. I was found by a security guard who took me at his booth were I was recovered by a crying - panicked - scared - angry aunt.
My 3 brothers and I had a game in which we lay on our backs in the lawn and we'd flip a dandelion digger with a 3 foot handle into the air above us yrying to get it to come point down and roll away just before getting stabbed. I guess we were all quick enough. When I was 6 or so my brother told me about electrical circuits. So I thought I would test it by taking a 4 inch wire and sticking one end in one side of an outlet and the other end in the other side. Ouch.
When I was 5 or 6 I would break crayons into pieces and stick them into the heaters. Then I would completely forget about them until my parents turned the heaters on and the whole apartment smelled like melted wax.
My school had tampon and pad dispensers (I didn't know the purpose) for a quarter that no one would use. I was pretty curious in third grade and brought in a quarter to see what would happen. I inserted the quarter and the coin jammed, the turning bit didn't move backwards and my teacher was very upset.
Well that doesn't sound like you were at fault at all!
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I gave myself a haircut. My mom didn't notice at first until we went to the store out in the light...she said your hair what happened...she had to take me to the salon and long story short I looked like a boy for a while.
I wanted a Baby Alive doll so bad. I got her from Santa. I fed her graham crackers, which quickly dried and hardened. I killed Baby Alive.
Either the time I tried to cook my own dinner, and would have probably burned down the house had my mother not found me when she did, or when I took a load of her sanitary pads, stuck them on the wall, and said they were planes. 2-year-old me was a curious little bastard.
Reminds me of a video I saw years ago - can't recall the source - where some small kids had found "sanitary napkins" and stuck them on a window, calling them "Airplane Stickers." Those pads have been "airplane stickers" to me ever since.
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When I was about 4, i was singing in the church choir. Randomly, I walked from were I was to the middle of the stage. I laid on my stomach and started kicking my legs. My parents kept mouthing 'get up' at me. That was 8 embarrising years ago and i only remember this cause my mom and dad told me
I... used to walk out of the stall in kindergarten... to pull up my pants. I always wore little jeans. I stopped when I was laughed at... Fun times! Not really dumb? It’s weird? I don’t know. Hmmmm
Sorry, I can't think of any dumb things I did as kid. I was a perfect child.
Jumped down a flight of concrete steps and broke my ankle. That's not the stupid part. Day the plaster came off my brother said 'I bet you could make that jump now' and so I tried, and guess what? Same ankle, more complicated break.
My baby brother was about 3 yo, me 10, as my brother put a really big nail in a wall socket. The nail immediately turned black and my brother pulled his hand away and said, huh!? Me, as the bigger and smarter sister, started to chide him and tried to put the nail out of the socket. Turns out it is not an easy thing to do while shaking so hard. Luckily, my bigger sister ran into the room and kicked my hand off the nail, wrestling style. Could have been fatal for all of us. We were veeeerryyy lucky!
I think I've unlocked an life achievement that I have a mouthful of water and I didn't spill it all out while reading all the comments.
When I was 6, I wanted to see if the stapler worked. So I tested it on my finger. It worked. Also, I was at school at the time.
I did this!!! I remember holding my bleeding finger in my other hand and asking the teacher if I could go to the bathroom. I never told anyone haha
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When I was 8 or 9 I was replacing the staples in a stapler, and after placing the staples in the tray I tried to close the stapler, but I placed each of my thumbs over one of the holes where the staples come out, and then pressed down on the top of the stapler to close it. So each prong of the staple was in one of my thumbs, and one even went through my fingernail. I calmly took the staple out, held my thumbs under the faucet until the water ran clear, then put a bandaid over each one and I was fine. But I had a hole in one of my nails until it grew out. I was too ashamed of my dumb mistake to tell my parents.
Oof some of these made me cringe at the pain inflicted onto these poor children....
I had the brilliant idea as a teen to make my own ink blot images by bursting open all my pens and cutting the ink cartridges onto paper...on the carpet. My parents still live there, and so does the stain. I believe that was the same year I tried to make stress balls out of dish soap and latex balloons.
I could make a long list. I was a master of disappearing. one time I walked home from the mall without my mom. I was five. there was the time I put a neck leash in the microwave cause it was wet. or my three times to the emergency room in one month. hit my head on the radiator and broke my skull. fell and my face hit the table and cut open my lip. and last jumped down from a tree and broke my leg. but i have not been at the emergency since then
God you're still around! Many things could have gone wrong
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I went through a phase when I was about 8 where I was obsessed with fire for some reason. When my parents were upstairs I lit a bunch of candles and was messing around with the flames. My dog was lying on the floor next to me. I then decided to stick a Kleenex in one of the flames. Obviously it burnt REALLY quickly so I screamed and threw it away from me. It landed on my dog. The dog's fur started burning and I kept shrieking. My parents came down and put out the fire, the dog was fine, however I was in a lot of trouble.
I think children do go through a phase where they are fascinated by fire. The poor dog though!! Glad you were both okay.
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When I was 13, I needed to deliver mulch via a gator to my classmates. So, I was driving it, everything was fine, when a squirrel ran straight in front of me. I flinched and full-force hit the gas pedal, and did 3 things. I killed a squirrel, sprained my arm, and left a giant dent in our teacher's pickup truck, which I had to pay for.
When I was in fourth grade, some students stole my stapler, flipped it so it could be used as a staple gun, and started shooting staples at me. Once I got it back, I tried to do the same thing to them. My thumb was covering the hole where the staples come out. I calmly removed it, washed my finger, and asked if I could have a bandaid. When I told her why I needed it, she got mad and told me to put my stapler away. I got mad at her and said I needed it in case I had to staple some papers. Some kids were starting to listen in by then, so I did what she said and eventually got the bandaid.
Around Halloween when I was little, I picked up a piece of bark and was playing with it on the porch while we were carving pumpkins, and I saw a little bug crawl under part of it. So I broke off the piece and the next thing I know, a whole colony of those bugs come rushing out and all over the porch. My mom grabbed me and stuck me inside while she tried getting them off the porch XD
So when I was about 9 or 10 I watched the Donald Duck short film Der Fuehrer's face. And it’s a really catchy song there, but a part of the song was doing a nazi salute, the movie is anti-nazi, though. So I went to school with that song stuck in my head, and not even thinking about it doing that nazi salute.... don’t know if anyone noticed but still....
I thought a Barbie hairbrush would also work on my very curly hair. My stepfather had to cut a piece of my hair off.
we lived in Berlin, winter 1971, my sister and I built a snowman, and then I had the brainwave to hollow it out and put in the contents of the fridge overnight.......MY dad was anything but amused when the milk ( and everything else) was frozen the next morning.
It's nice to know kids are pretty much the same no matter what. I can remember pulling stunts similar to some of these, and I know my kids did too (oh, the stories I could tell about them, and frequently do). And I'm pretty sure my grandparents and parents did some of this too. One of my grandfather's built an airplane that actually flew a little ways, and his brothers helped him.
Me and my family lived in an apartment. I was 5 years old and locked myself into my bedroom and my parents had to rescue me through the window. Luckily we lived on 1st floor.
I was in kindergarten. I saw that my mom had left one of her bras out on the bed. I snatched it up and managed to put it in my backpack, go to school, put it on in the bathroom. And then proceeded to walk down the hallway and into class. My teacher had a very very hard time not laughing and sent me back to the bathroom to take it off and put my shirt on. My moms bra is a C cup. My best friend still remembers that day. And just a few days later she got high on chocolate milk. Very interesting kindergarten for the both of us!
I was in Kindergarten. I saw that my mom has left one of her bras on her bed. I managed to take it and stuff it into my backpack. When I arrived at school I went into the bathroom and put it on. Then I proceeded to walk down the hallway and into class being so proud of my new big ass boobs. My teacher had a really hard time from laughing and didn’t know what to do. She told me to go back to the bathroom and take it off and put my shirt back on again. I was so sad but I did it. My friend still remembers that day. My moms bras are C cups 😂 that same friend a few days later got high on chocolate milk. Very interesting for the both of us.
When I was four, my dad went out and told me not to touch his computer. I had never thought about touching it before. So I concluded that the right thing to do was pour milk over the keyboard. I was an idiot.
When I was 8 years and 10 months old, I licked a bic razor to see what would happen. Lacerated tongue. But I also got a strawberry paletta to soothe my tongue. Fast forward three months. I'm now 9. I figure I'm older so I would lick a razor again to see if something different happened. Lacerated tongue. No paletta this time. I did not try it again at 10.
When I was about 7 I read Asterix and the Black Gold. Later at a petrol station I wondered whether petrol (which is made from black gold) was black or clear. Pulled the hose out of the car and doused myself in petrol.....
One time when I was about 5 I was with my friend - we were at my grandparents' house and in the yard there were some flowers that were possibly poisonous. We ate them because we thought they looked like grapes.. wtf?
About 6 years old, I used to wear my wrist watch on the right hand thinking I was following something that our beloved prophet Muhammad (PBUH) used to do (I had overheard some other kids talking about it). Watches were yet to be invented.
At the age of 4 or 5 (I don't remember any of it) I ate some Draino, it didn't get any further than my gums but as my mom was driving me to the hospital (1 1/2 hrs away) I sat on my eldest sister's lap...I threw up on her. At around 6 years old I found a bottle of vitamins outside and proceeded to eat (chew) some. They weren't vitamins, rather, they were strychnine pills. My mom said I came in the house crying, "hot vitamins" I do remember her pouring salt water in my mouth but not the "vitamins". I was a very curious child. I'm 50, I guess I lived to tell the tale.
Why did you have strychnine pills in your house?😟
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When I was in my first year of school, I got curious about the dangly bit at the back of my throat (uvula), so I stuck my fingers in to touch it and instantly projectile vomited across the large desk the whole class was sat around. On the plus side, I got a day off school.
I would have repeated that stunt until they figured it out!
Load More Replies... Ate mothballs. Got my stomach pumped. Ate poisonous mushrooms. Got my stomach pumped. Ate my grannies pain meds. Got my stomach pumped. Doctors started asking my parents if they loved me ...
My ex did this with laburnum seed pods (poisonous plant, seed pods look like pea pods) twice as a kid! The second time he got his friends involved. The other parents were unimpressed to hear it wasn't the first time & it was a while before he was trusted around his friends again!
Load More Replies... A couple of days after seeing Mary Poppins at the cinema I jumped off a wall with an umbrella above my head to see if I could float gently down to the ground like the character. I couldn't. Luckily the wall was only about 5 ft.
Did the same with a ladder. I was climbing higher, the higher the heights the higher the chance to actually float, right? Nope. I ended the day after I crashed so badly that my knee hit my chest and I couldn't breath anymore. It took me about 8 years to learn humans can't fly. Go figure.
Load More Replies... When I was 5 years old, I played teacher with my stuffed animals(school) in my room.I lit candles and read from a book. (omg) All at once the wooden floor burned and there was a huge fire in my room.....I ran to my mom and she was at the phone and spoke to her friend. I screamend MOM MOM there is a fire in my room!!! Please quick come!!! My mom said KLAUDIA I am on the phone!!! I have no time now!! I have to say I pranked her a lot as a kid that´s why she reacted that way hahaha I shouted and shoutetd but NO my mom dont believed me. So i ran to the neighbour he then ran to us with a blanket and stifled the fire, now my mom believed me xD
When I was 9-10 I had just learned how to dive into the pool, and I didn't want my new skills to go rusty so I decided to practice my diving at home. We didn't own a pool. I stood on a stool, pointed my arms and curled my toes, and dove headfirst into the living room carpet. I jammed all my fingers and my arms hurt for days. Dumbest thing I've ever done.
I very nearly died at the local swimming pool - age 10. Was doing handstands on the edge of the pool - hand slipped and I smacked my spine very hard on the edge as I went in. Paralysed for a minuite or so - felt like longer - sunk to the bottom - couldnt move my arms or legs. Floated up to the surface could barely gasp for breath. - Not a single person noticed - Lifeguards - nobody. Luckily within a couple of minutes the feeling came back into my limbs so I was able to get out
Load More Replies... When I was 6, at my after school program I was throwing my beanie boo up into the air and singing I believe I can fly. Unfortunately the stuffed tiger got stuck on the ceiling fan and was just slowly spinning till the janitor came
I was about 5 when I and a friend found a road kill squirrel. We buried it in the back yard and kept digging it up to see if had gone to heaven. It never did and I've been kinda sceptical ever since.
when i was a kid i woke up one night take a p**s in the garbage can in our kitchen and climb on the kitchen table and cover myself with the tablecloth.
When I was about 8 I was playing with an old wooden toy house I had and a piece of it came off. I paid no mind to it and kept playing, only to realize a few minutes latter that the detached piece had a rusty nail almost completely sticking out of it when I stepped on it and the nail went right into my foot. My dumb a*s thought my mom would get mad and take my toy away if I told her, so I never did. I pulled the nail off my foot, put a bandaid on the wound (without cleaning it nor anything), put socks on to hide it and tried my hardest to not limp so they didn't know I was hurt. I'm lucky I didn't get any infection or anything in that wound.
When I was 3 my brother, who was 9, was showing off his dexterity to some female guests. Not wanting to miss the attention, I announced I could ALSO do a hand stand. So, like my brother, I did my handstand...on the porch rail and prompt fell off, head first, into the concrete sidewalk below -- luckily it was only like 5 feet so there wasn't any permanent cabbage banana dog monkey... /s
Well, when I was about 5, I wanted to transform a plastic model of an Ilyushin Il-28 my dad made me into a flying aircraft, so after throwing it around the flat for a bit and seeing it doesn't actually fly despite the fact it looked exactly like the real-life version, I thought the reason was the engines weren't on. I had seen the real thing and it had fire coming out the engine nozzles, so I stuffed some cotton balls doused in rubbing alcohol into the engines and lit them on fire, before throwing the plastic model from a 3rd floor window. Luckily, there was nobody on the street below, because it shattered in about a million pieces.
I brought home a bucket of tadpole eggs and pond water so I could see them hatch and turn into frogs. I left the bucket in the garage without telling anyone. The eggs hatched overnight. I'd brought home thousands of mosquito eggs instead of tadpoles.
When I was about 4, I wanted my friend to think I broke my leg, so I took an entire roll of medical tape and wrapped my leg in a "cast". My mom saw me, asked what I was doing and said " okay but it's gonna hurt when you take it off "My friend indeed thought my leg was broken, so I happily went home and then tried to take the tape off. Peeled off every little hair on my leg and a good bit of skin( it was really good tape lol) my leg was bright red and sore for three days afterwards.
So I was told by a fellow kid (I was 5) that fish eat until they die. I didn't believe him so when I went home I put two whole cans of fish food in the fish tank to "show him a lesson" yeah they died. I cried for days
When I was 7 or 8 my parents had a pile of "dirt" dumped onto the driveway for a bunch of landscaping projects they were planning to do. My friend and I got out our toy cars and trucks and make all kinds of cool trails and roads for them to travel on and played there for hours. We later were told that it was manure. We were then told what manure was. So, yeah....
One time I was at my grandmas and was making some craft microwaving mac&cheese long story short I put it in the microwave with no water and was forever called the no water Mac
When I was like 10 I got into an argument with my brother and straight up took off. Like I literally just left, I went into the forest on my property and just made my way through, eventually I got lost though and it took me multiple hours to get back. The craziest part was that nobody even noticed I was gone because my mom had been on the other end of our property the whole time and my brother never left the house.
I broke open one of those giant glow-sticks and for no reason at all, chugged the glow liquid down like it was beer. It tasted like soap.
When I was 5 or 6 I was in a turkish bazaar kind of shopping place in my city with my aunt (and hundreds of other people shopping there) walking around her while glazing my eyes into the shops, paying no attention at what or who was around me. At some point I hear a lady voice telling "let's go further, come on". My blind a*s thought it's my aunt so I kept following the voice through the bazaar. About 5 minutes later I see a toy so I look after my aunt to get her to buy it for me. Of course there was no aunt. She was searching for her suddenly disappeared nephew somewhere into the bazaar while her dumb a*s nephew was following a random stranger. I was found by a security guard who took me at his booth were I was recovered by a crying - panicked - scared - angry aunt.
My 3 brothers and I had a game in which we lay on our backs in the lawn and we'd flip a dandelion digger with a 3 foot handle into the air above us yrying to get it to come point down and roll away just before getting stabbed. I guess we were all quick enough. When I was 6 or so my brother told me about electrical circuits. So I thought I would test it by taking a 4 inch wire and sticking one end in one side of an outlet and the other end in the other side. Ouch.
When I was 5 or 6 I would break crayons into pieces and stick them into the heaters. Then I would completely forget about them until my parents turned the heaters on and the whole apartment smelled like melted wax.
My school had tampon and pad dispensers (I didn't know the purpose) for a quarter that no one would use. I was pretty curious in third grade and brought in a quarter to see what would happen. I inserted the quarter and the coin jammed, the turning bit didn't move backwards and my teacher was very upset.
Well that doesn't sound like you were at fault at all!
Load More Replies... I gave myself a haircut. My mom didn't notice at first until we went to the store out in the light...she said your hair what happened...she had to take me to the salon and long story short I looked like a boy for a while.
I wanted a Baby Alive doll so bad. I got her from Santa. I fed her graham crackers, which quickly dried and hardened. I killed Baby Alive.
Either the time I tried to cook my own dinner, and would have probably burned down the house had my mother not found me when she did, or when I took a load of her sanitary pads, stuck them on the wall, and said they were planes. 2-year-old me was a curious little bastard.
Reminds me of a video I saw years ago - can't recall the source - where some small kids had found "sanitary napkins" and stuck them on a window, calling them "Airplane Stickers." Those pads have been "airplane stickers" to me ever since.
Load More Replies... When I was about 4, i was singing in the church choir. Randomly, I walked from were I was to the middle of the stage. I laid on my stomach and started kicking my legs. My parents kept mouthing 'get up' at me. That was 8 embarrising years ago and i only remember this cause my mom and dad told me
I... used to walk out of the stall in kindergarten... to pull up my pants. I always wore little jeans. I stopped when I was laughed at... Fun times! Not really dumb? It’s weird? I don’t know. Hmmmm
Sorry, I can't think of any dumb things I did as kid. I was a perfect child.
Jumped down a flight of concrete steps and broke my ankle. That's not the stupid part. Day the plaster came off my brother said 'I bet you could make that jump now' and so I tried, and guess what? Same ankle, more complicated break.
My baby brother was about 3 yo, me 10, as my brother put a really big nail in a wall socket. The nail immediately turned black and my brother pulled his hand away and said, huh!? Me, as the bigger and smarter sister, started to chide him and tried to put the nail out of the socket. Turns out it is not an easy thing to do while shaking so hard. Luckily, my bigger sister ran into the room and kicked my hand off the nail, wrestling style. Could have been fatal for all of us. We were veeeerryyy lucky!
I think I've unlocked an life achievement that I have a mouthful of water and I didn't spill it all out while reading all the comments.
When I was 6, I wanted to see if the stapler worked. So I tested it on my finger. It worked. Also, I was at school at the time.
I did this!!! I remember holding my bleeding finger in my other hand and asking the teacher if I could go to the bathroom. I never told anyone haha
Load More Replies... When I was 8 or 9 I was replacing the staples in a stapler, and after placing the staples in the tray I tried to close the stapler, but I placed each of my thumbs over one of the holes where the staples come out, and then pressed down on the top of the stapler to close it. So each prong of the staple was in one of my thumbs, and one even went through my fingernail. I calmly took the staple out, held my thumbs under the faucet until the water ran clear, then put a bandaid over each one and I was fine. But I had a hole in one of my nails until it grew out. I was too ashamed of my dumb mistake to tell my parents.
Oof some of these made me cringe at the pain inflicted onto these poor children....
I had the brilliant idea as a teen to make my own ink blot images by bursting open all my pens and cutting the ink cartridges onto paper...on the carpet. My parents still live there, and so does the stain. I believe that was the same year I tried to make stress balls out of dish soap and latex balloons.
I could make a long list. I was a master of disappearing. one time I walked home from the mall without my mom. I was five. there was the time I put a neck leash in the microwave cause it was wet. or my three times to the emergency room in one month. hit my head on the radiator and broke my skull. fell and my face hit the table and cut open my lip. and last jumped down from a tree and broke my leg. but i have not been at the emergency since then
God you're still around! Many things could have gone wrong
Load More Replies... I went through a phase when I was about 8 where I was obsessed with fire for some reason. When my parents were upstairs I lit a bunch of candles and was messing around with the flames. My dog was lying on the floor next to me. I then decided to stick a Kleenex in one of the flames. Obviously it burnt REALLY quickly so I screamed and threw it away from me. It landed on my dog. The dog's fur started burning and I kept shrieking. My parents came down and put out the fire, the dog was fine, however I was in a lot of trouble.
I think children do go through a phase where they are fascinated by fire. The poor dog though!! Glad you were both okay.
Load More Replies... When I was 13, I needed to deliver mulch via a gator to my classmates. So, I was driving it, everything was fine, when a squirrel ran straight in front of me. I flinched and full-force hit the gas pedal, and did 3 things. I killed a squirrel, sprained my arm, and left a giant dent in our teacher's pickup truck, which I had to pay for.
When I was in fourth grade, some students stole my stapler, flipped it so it could be used as a staple gun, and started shooting staples at me. Once I got it back, I tried to do the same thing to them. My thumb was covering the hole where the staples come out. I calmly removed it, washed my finger, and asked if I could have a bandaid. When I told her why I needed it, she got mad and told me to put my stapler away. I got mad at her and said I needed it in case I had to staple some papers. Some kids were starting to listen in by then, so I did what she said and eventually got the bandaid.
Around Halloween when I was little, I picked up a piece of bark and was playing with it on the porch while we were carving pumpkins, and I saw a little bug crawl under part of it. So I broke off the piece and the next thing I know, a whole colony of those bugs come rushing out and all over the porch. My mom grabbed me and stuck me inside while she tried getting them off the porch XD
So when I was about 9 or 10 I watched the Donald Duck short film Der Fuehrer's face. And it’s a really catchy song there, but a part of the song was doing a nazi salute, the movie is anti-nazi, though. So I went to school with that song stuck in my head, and not even thinking about it doing that nazi salute.... don’t know if anyone noticed but still....
I thought a Barbie hairbrush would also work on my very curly hair. My stepfather had to cut a piece of my hair off.
we lived in Berlin, winter 1971, my sister and I built a snowman, and then I had the brainwave to hollow it out and put in the contents of the fridge overnight.......MY dad was anything but amused when the milk ( and everything else) was frozen the next morning.
It's nice to know kids are pretty much the same no matter what. I can remember pulling stunts similar to some of these, and I know my kids did too (oh, the stories I could tell about them, and frequently do). And I'm pretty sure my grandparents and parents did some of this too. One of my grandfather's built an airplane that actually flew a little ways, and his brothers helped him.
Me and my family lived in an apartment. I was 5 years old and locked myself into my bedroom and my parents had to rescue me through the window. Luckily we lived on 1st floor.
I was in kindergarten. I saw that my mom had left one of her bras out on the bed. I snatched it up and managed to put it in my backpack, go to school, put it on in the bathroom. And then proceeded to walk down the hallway and into class. My teacher had a very very hard time not laughing and sent me back to the bathroom to take it off and put my shirt on. My moms bra is a C cup. My best friend still remembers that day. And just a few days later she got high on chocolate milk. Very interesting kindergarten for the both of us!
I was in Kindergarten. I saw that my mom has left one of her bras on her bed. I managed to take it and stuff it into my backpack. When I arrived at school I went into the bathroom and put it on. Then I proceeded to walk down the hallway and into class being so proud of my new big ass boobs. My teacher had a really hard time from laughing and didn’t know what to do. She told me to go back to the bathroom and take it off and put my shirt back on again. I was so sad but I did it. My friend still remembers that day. My moms bras are C cups 😂 that same friend a few days later got high on chocolate milk. Very interesting for the both of us.
When I was four, my dad went out and told me not to touch his computer. I had never thought about touching it before. So I concluded that the right thing to do was pour milk over the keyboard. I was an idiot.
When I was 8 years and 10 months old, I licked a bic razor to see what would happen. Lacerated tongue. But I also got a strawberry paletta to soothe my tongue. Fast forward three months. I'm now 9. I figure I'm older so I would lick a razor again to see if something different happened. Lacerated tongue. No paletta this time. I did not try it again at 10.
When I was about 7 I read Asterix and the Black Gold. Later at a petrol station I wondered whether petrol (which is made from black gold) was black or clear. Pulled the hose out of the car and doused myself in petrol.....
One time when I was about 5 I was with my friend - we were at my grandparents' house and in the yard there were some flowers that were possibly poisonous. We ate them because we thought they looked like grapes.. wtf?
About 6 years old, I used to wear my wrist watch on the right hand thinking I was following something that our beloved prophet Muhammad (PBUH) used to do (I had overheard some other kids talking about it). Watches were yet to be invented.
At the age of 4 or 5 (I don't remember any of it) I ate some Draino, it didn't get any further than my gums but as my mom was driving me to the hospital (1 1/2 hrs away) I sat on my eldest sister's lap...I threw up on her. At around 6 years old I found a bottle of vitamins outside and proceeded to eat (chew) some. They weren't vitamins, rather, they were strychnine pills. My mom said I came in the house crying, "hot vitamins" I do remember her pouring salt water in my mouth but not the "vitamins". I was a very curious child. I'm 50, I guess I lived to tell the tale.
Why did you have strychnine pills in your house?😟
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