Bad things you did as a kid
Ok, fess up.
What's some of the worst things you did as a kid?
For me:
(1) Almost burning a neighbour's hedge to the ground.
(2) Wiping a big dog turd on the handle of a grouchy old lady's gate.
Surely somebody's done worse than this???!
:)
What's some of the worst things you did as a kid?
For me:
(1) Almost burning a neighbour's hedge to the ground.
(2) Wiping a big dog turd on the handle of a grouchy old lady's gate.
Surely somebody's done worse than this???!
:)
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My cousin had a high powered air rifle. When I was about 12 we were pissing about with it when a double-decker bus came by. I thought I'd aim for the bit in between the 2 decks. Even though we were pretty far from it I thought that I'd easily hit it. I didn't though, I hit the lower deck window, which cracked. The bus came to a halt and stayed there until the cops arrived. Needless to say I got a right bollocking.
We also used to go "cat creeping" - going through as many back gardens as possible in a row at night. Jesus, if I caught someone doing that now in my garden I'd go beserk.
I took a shit on a neighbours doorstep, I think cos' they grassed me to my gran for playing with matches.
I burned the grass bank on a road near the train yards, took about 6 fire engines to put it out apparently. 1989 very dry hot summer dropped 1 match and boom the whole lot went up in seconds.
Me and one of my friends threw a stone at a window that had just been fitted in a new shop that wasn't open yet. Only to find out moments later that the workmen were still inside, and one of them had followed us to my friends house. His parents than told me to go home and he got grounded. Turned out one of the workmen had been finishing the putty on the window we'd broke, the stone had hit him in the head, and the glass had cut his face up pretty bad.
I stole 2 quid from a posh kid to buy smokes :D
Not just me then :)
Used to do the grand national over as many hedges as possible. Us regulars knew which hedge had the barbed wire running through it. Noobies didn't....
Was late back to school one afternoon after lunch break so stole a car to get there quicker. The only problem was that we knew how to hot-wire a car but none of us could drive!
Used to make arrows with bamboo cane and dart flights. Put a nail in the end and use a shoelace to launch. Got some pretty good shots in. Until a van driver complained about the one embeded in his bonnet.
Broke into the local primary school and set the fire extiguishers off. Ate most of the tuck shop food too :) Going back to school next day was funny.
I should stop before I implicate myself! :grin:
Used to do really stupid things too. If I ever caught my kids doing the following I would go mad:-
- Smoking 10 a day when I was 8
- Playing chicken on a frozen canal by throwing lumps of concrete at each others feet
- riding a BMX across a frozen lake
- Hanging one handed over a railway bridge to write my name.
Plus various other stuff that will come back to me...Setting fire to the house.
Racism - thats the thing I regret. throwing stones at immigrants.
Shoplifting top trumps
Breaking into a factory and stealing soda pop.
Locking this poor boy down an old air raid shelter for hours. Gods he went nuts when he got out.
Spray paint all over the wall of the school.
Not really a bad thing as per say..cept to myself..I used to go out and walk around town in my bare feet..well I did go tonto for a while.
However (ahem) i must admit in the Speccy heyday i was sooooo addicted to the Speccy me and my mate (like someone else said above) did steal a couple of games. There was a bargain bin in a store in Reading and we 'ahem' did take some.
But the worst thing i did (mostly my mate) was nick empty Speccy boxes from WH Smiths. Used to love then putting in our taped copies into the original boxes. Bad bad i know !
Me and a mate taunting a white girl at school for going out with a black guy. Incredibly stupid as my mate got the shit kicked out of him for it. I got away with it and to this day I don't know how. I learnt my lesson though, I'm most definitely now anti-racism.
Nicking Chequered Flag from WH Smiths - how many cassettes were stolen from there? There's a few of us here who've admitted to it!
Grand National was always a good laugh - I'd kick the crap out of anyone found in my garden though!
Spying on a mate's nextdoor neighbours eldest daughter as she was shagging her boyfriend downstairs. I have my suspicions that they knew all the kids in the street were watching them.
Tons of other stuff that was so dangerous it makes me shudder - Playing on rail tracks, balancing on the handrail of a bridge, jumping between balconies three stories up. It's a wonder I'm still here.
the worst thing i ever took part in was me and some mates chased a lad with special needs and gave him a kicking. it was strange but his tears egged us on. feel bad about it now.
Various fires. I used to go into the greenhouse and set small items on fire until a neighbour caught me.
My granddad was a tv repair guy, and always had lots of dead TVs to be stripped for spares. I got hold of a big transformer from an old valve TV (don't remember which one it was, may have been the flyback transformer for the tube anode). Briefly wiping a 9v battery against the primary terminals would deliver a small but painful shock from the secondary windings. I used to sneak up on other kids and make a well timed swipe of the battery against the primary, while holding the secondary against the back of their thighs. One kid told my grandmother that "I was a shocker". She didn't realise that the kid meant it quite literally. Fortunately.
As a teenager, I got into explosives. Potassium nitrate soaked paper plus an illegal German firecracker makes a very loud bang and a large cloud of fiercely burning particles. It was all good fun until a physics teacher caught us after we let off a big one behind the science block. Trinitrogen iodide was a favorite. We went to one chemist shop and got the ammonia, and then another to get solid iodine (because the chemist would realise what we were doing if we bought both in the same place). We had a 2 litre bottle full of the stuff in the end. If it had dried out, it would have probably blown the building up, but being 17, we were invincible and instead used our stash to scare the other kids by pasting a little on door jambs, under paving stones etc. Good job I'm not 17 now, otherwise I'd be in Belmarsh being held indefinitely without charge under the terrorisim act.
Also photography. I noticed a sixth former snogging his girlfriend in what they thought was a nice, secluded spot. However, they didn't bargain that I had borrowed a 300mm lens, a 2x converter and attached it to my old eastern european SLR camera... and was busy making my own porn photos from a safe distance. Sadly, I got caught and had to destroy the film.
Throwing stones at my mums chickens.
Got some white dog poop, shaped it and wrapped it in a Murray Mint wrapper. Gave it to girl at park who ate it then gave chase looking very unhappy.
Oh and telling a scruffy poor kid to drop dead...who promptly did the next evening in a house fire :(
Felt bad about that for a long time...still do.
I can't for the life of me think why...
Over the years I have lamented on what she was thinking, did she know it was dog poop...and if so how? had she tasted it before? She knew immediately what it was and didn't need telling.
Did she actually EAT or TASTE the dog poop?
So you should. I spent a lot of my childhood being bullied because I was special needs and I am working hard to prevent my daughter from being bullied because she is now extreme special needs.
Chewed it a couple of times and spat it out.
The ammo.....Astra or Black Cat bangers, lit then jammed down the barrel. This was fine but really just made a bang and shot the banger about 20 feet, so bright shite here says to my friend we need more power. After a while of discussing various other amatuer methods of propulsion we decided to try using my friends Marble Mortal method. He'd built a mortar that shot marbles up into the air the year before (basically it was the shame as what we had here but not portable), so we tried dropping a marble down the barrel after lighting the banger. This made a satisfactory dent in a metal garage door at the bottom of the street. Perfectly we lived on terraces so there were plenty of places to run, so after pegging it a few streets away we tried it again, this time I put the banger upside down. The upside down banger added a little more kick and we succesfully blew a hole in somebodies coal shed hatch (yup some of the houses round my way still have the little hatch for the coal man in the backyard wall).
We blew holes in the same metal garage door, and as far as I know they may still be there, they were not so long ago.
We tried this again the following year, it was good fun until the gun I'd built that years corking gave way after I'd rammed a banger down the barrel upside down, and it blew the sleeve off my hoody and set me on fire (could've lost a finger or 2).
I always wanted to get some solid-ox and blow something up with it, we also made an exploding lightbulb but never put it to use (we couldn't get black powder apart from around about bonfire night time, so we made it with scraped off match heads took fucking days to get enough Phozzie for the damn thing then we never used it).
I'd usually throw them aiming at peoples feet and at the garbage truck. One night i went out of balloons and filled a plastic bag. It slipped my hands and fell right on the hood of an old morris. The hood bounced in and out and the paint popped out leaving a big round spot of rust. Luckily the owner blamed the clients of a coffeeshop up the street that would come out and brawl over the cars when they had a few drinks over too much.
Crossbow:
I built one using a spring from a curtain holder, a crosspiece and a rail from a closet. I went on targeting antennas, vases, and whatever could be on balconies and roofs. The thing was so powerfull that it would shatter the plastic part of an arrow (those used in pubs) and punch through a wall about half cm deep(not counting the tip).
Dart pipe:
Firstly i made only simple paper darts then i upgraded to a needle tip dart. Never aimed at anyone but i would stick them at the laundry people had drying out in the open. The darts were no long range missiles and needless to say that i was easily spotted and grounded.
Slingshot:
I now realize how stupid and dangerous that was. We used to heat a bic pen to form a V shape and stick an elastic band on the edges. Some thick copper wire in V would give excellent available ammo. We'd usually aim for the legs but the abnormal shape of the "bullet" would easily modify the trajectory thus hitting whatever we didn't want to. There were a couple of guys among us that got hit in the eyes.
Fire:
I was experimenting flamabillity with a match and acetone. I poured a bit on an ashtray and didn't move away the hand with the container. The gases lit up the acetone in the container and i freaked out, pouring acetone on fire on the sofa, floor, shelves.
Rooftops:
I was dating a girl some 6 buildings ahead and i used to drop in by the roof because neither of us would want the neighbours to go tell her dad.
I'd go fine at the height of a 4th floor all the 6 buildings untill one day that was raining. I started crawling the rooftop but when i got to the middle of the way between both houses i got really scared because the tiles were really slippery and i had to stand up to climb to the netx roof top. I went back home crawling. I must have taken 1 hour to go back home. :)
Labirynth:
My mates and i went across a field of hay to reach a forest on the other side to climb trees. Then we realized that we left some cool paths behind. We started out making trails and made a huge labyrinth and stood there playing. The farmer spoted us and no one cared about the paths. We just went running straight out of there.
Fruit wars:
The day after the open market nearby was the perfect ground for a healthy war. Sellers would leave the fruit that they couldn't sell there in cases to dispose of. Sometimes the municipal workers wouldnt go clean the place untill 2 days after so we went there and loaded up of ammo, throwing at each other's grounds. The market had stands, paths, stairways that gave an awesome battle scenery. The cleaning guys just had to pick up the cases with rotten fruit but after we had been there, there were all kind of fruits splattered over walls, stands, ceilings, etc.
Spying:
During the summer vacations we used to gather around all together near a friend's apartmentand used to take girls to that mate's garage shed to spend some time. We audio taped a friend of ours making out with his first gf. We had a lugh hearing the recording after and when i first saw american pie 2, right at the beginning when they are at the dorm, i remembered it. Shame on us. :\
Stupid things but at the time we never thought we could die or get caught.
yeah me and my mates tried to make one of them, we got the instruction from a thing called jolly rogers cookbook on the amiga. (i think its better known as the anarchiest cookbook)
At school the prank about putting a drawing pin on someones seat or you used to place it just near them on the seat so when they sat up to move back a bit you heard them scream as they sat on it.
Ahhhh drawing pins were so funny back at school !
doesn't sound like you were much of a mate.
did you ever stick them into the toe of your trainers and pretend you were a tap dancer. i seem to remember tap dancing featuring quite heavily on blue peter and record breakers at the time.
Worse than that, we didnt put them in our shoes thinking we were tap dancers (??) , we just put them in the back of the heel thinking we sounded cool walking along, a bit like our dads who had shoes like that !
Drawing pins in the back of a sole in a shoe was just as cool as white socks ! Remember in junior school ? The cool kid in our school was the first to wear them, we all thought 'hes wearing white girls socks' but soon it was the rage for every bloke in school until the headteacher banned blokes from wearing them.
Probably can sue under a sex discrimination act now and take it the high court in Brussels thanks to those idiots the EU
A Humphreys Straw.
A lot of Breath.
And an air rifle.
Good job I already own hell, as I'm so going there.
Cat
Microwave
MEOOOWWWWW!!!!
Did the cat survive?
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You could dismantle air bomb repeaters fairly easily. The actual "bang" was a small cylinder in the tube, surrounded by gunpowder. Air bomb repeaters had up to four bangs in them.
You could take out the cylinder, place it on a pile of gunpowder and stick a bit of the blue fuse paper into it. Voila, your own controlled fuck-off loud air bomb bang.
We used to let these bitches off in phone boxes, porches, even on someone's window sill once. Not just a loud bang, but a shit load of smoke too.