Bad things you did as a kid

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  • edited August 2007
    Cat

    Microwave

    MEOOOWWWWW!!!!

    I presume thats a 'joke' ? Very very sick if you ever did anything like that
  • edited August 2007
    ZX Beccy wrote: »
    Bullfrog.

    A Humphreys Straw.

    A lot of Breath.

    And an air rifle.



    Good job I already own hell, as I'm so going there.

    You didn't use to live on the Sledmere estate in Dudley did you Beccy? A kid I knew used to get his sister to do the Frog Balloon thing and I've never heard it mentioned anywhere ever but in your comment.
  • edited August 2007
    Vampyre wrote: »
    You didn't use to live on the Sledmere estate in Dudley did you Beccy? A kid I knew used to get his sister to do the Frog Balloon thing and I've never heard it mentioned anywhere ever but in your comment.

    A friend of mine from school knew a boy who did this exact same thing - he used to stick a straw up a frog's arse, then blow the poor fucker up till he popped.

    The same gent used to cut worms in half, slide them into one-third full coke cans, then wait for some other poor unfortunate kid to ask for a drink on a hot summer's day.

    Nice guy. I heard he later got the shit kicked out of him for stabbing his girlfriend.

    Couldn't have happened to a nicer chap.
  • edited August 2007
    BigBadMick wrote: »
    Yeah, I thought there might have been a few Anarchist's Cookbook readers on here... :)

    You can say that again. That's how I learnt to make smoke bombs from potassium nitrate and sugar.
  • edited August 2007
    Yep the cat in the microwave was a joke, I maybe should've put it in the myths thread because everybody apparently knows somebody, who knows somebody, who's actually done this.

    You'd think after all these years I'd maybe have encountered the culprit by now :D

    I do know by proxy somebody who threw a cat off a high rise, apparently his and my parents were good friends when I was younger, and as I remember he was OK. But that was in about 1983, as far as I know he's one of these 1990's type gluesniffer car thief types that never grew out of it.

    Apparently he's still sniffing cans of gas, and he's 30 something...sad twat :lol:

    Oh the same fella also kicked a hedgehog off a bridge once as well, he's obviously got issues with animals.
    Every night is curry night!
  • edited August 2007
    BigBadMick wrote: »
    A friend of mine from school knew a boy who did this exact same thing - he used to stick a straw up a frog's arse, then blow the poor fucker up till he popped.

    That was *exactly* what I was reminded of in Beccy's post. That fucking thing gave me the creeps for years, I can't imagine being so cruel.
  • edited August 2007
    I got told about the frog balloon thing by my best mate, his dad and his friends used to do it when they were nippers. But they also used to go hunting, at least they ate what they killed though, which is consolation to an extent.

    My ma always used to try to get me to go fishing but I despise seafood and fish, so I used to say "No I'm not going to eat it so what's the point?". Everybodies argument for this is it's fun, ar aye, it's great fun to pull a defenseless creature out of it's natural environment using razor sharp wire, metal hooks and lead weights. Fuckin' class that is wahey, once again I say if you're not gonna eat it don't hunt it.

    I have killed a chicken before and it was in a farmyard environment, I did it when I was about 15 or 16, and I don't feel any guilt for doing that because I eat chicken. In fact I think every meat eater should kill at least one animal in their lifetime for the sake of eating it.

    It shuts righteous veggies up a treat, with their "ergh you're eating chicken that's murder, would you kill it yourself?". Guarenteed argument stopper if you can turn round and say yes I already have :D
    Every night is curry night!
  • edited August 2007
    We used to have rabbit stew from time to time. Usually, when my mum had run one over with the car (so long as the wheel didn't go over it). We also got pheasant dinners that way. It wasn't deliberate - rabbits just shoot out in front of cars, and it seemed a shame to let a good meal go to waste.

    It drove the cat berserk when my mum gutted the thing - you could see his mouth watering with anticipation for a yummy bit of rabbit offal!
  • edited August 2007
    My cats were the same when my step-dad used to get the old Paragon out to gut the fish he'd caught. There'd be a gaggle of kitties in the kitchen all eyes on the scalpel and just waiting. Kind of amusing to watch.
    Every night is curry night!
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