What's one of the stupidest things you've done as a kid?

[nighthawk]

Ahhhh the smell of cordite.....and really loud bangs


as I elluded to earlier wa no angel as a kid


One of the better things about growing up before ACC OSH and a lot of other fun kiling agencies was, that for a small amount of money and no note from ya mum, you could go to any chemist shop and buy some of the most interesting chemicals devised to entertain young boys.

We as in all us local kids(now living in what had become a residential street (though you would'nt think it with the odd cow and chook around)had a passion for blowing things up..... nothing was safe and nobody was excluded from the devistation.

A baked bean can pack full of our magic mix in the brand new storm water drain on a sunday afternoon certainly made most of the neighbourhood very aware of our presance.
My mate steve was the primary chemist as he had got hold of a book his father had about alternative weapons from household chemicals,( his father was an officer in the army and was always being called away)well steve put it to good use making so very impressive exsplosives we found that magnisium had an added flash effect when not packed tightly.

A curtail to our time as demolition and pyrotechnic specialists came when steve's cousin found our stash of homemade fun hidden in the wood shed.


This guy was none to bright and was actually out to have a sly ciggy when he found the bag of funny looking fireworks behind a pile of wood........silly bastard lite one and when if started to hiss he dropped it and ran like hell .........lucky for him as the resulting exsplosion demollished the woodshed took out a lot of windows and we as me, steve and associated siblings spent some weeks (confined to barracks)getting to know more domestic chores.

[1 Free Man]

I pissed on my dad's tomato plants thinking I was watering them. Those yogi's who drink thier rown piss are slowly killing themselves. The tomatoes died.

Ran away from home and got lost.

I once saw a fire eater so I thought I would try that. Got some benzine from the ol' mans shed. Wiped on the vasaline around the mouth took a 'good swig' of the benzine, lit up and blew, man that was a 'blast.' Some other stuff I'm not even going to mention..................not even after all these years.

Skyryder

Come on man don't be shy.
Didn't ya Mum teach you that ya should share with ya friends!!

[Bren]

My life is full of stoopid things....some more so than others...

'ere goes


Put my arm through the old ladies wringer washing machine...

Thought Dads new Corolla GT needed a new paint job...Primer grey

Released handbrake on steep driveway in abovementioned car....only to wipe out letterbox and door!

rode my bike (with trainer wheels) to a mates place...from Hautu to Turangi...over the Tongararo river bridge on SH1...

Hid at said mates while the old man was searching for me....did I get a beating when the old bugger found me in the end!

Blew up a handfull of shotgun detonators in a Cinder block garage...lost my hearing for ages thru that one....

soaked sisters tampons in petrol...lit, then threw over neighbours fence....took out their shed!

thats enuff for now!

[Niterider]

Hey martybabe, if we could vote, your measuring tape fiasco would probably 've taken the poll! I struggled for quite a while to regain conciousness from the trying to read it to my misses. Definately one of the funniest NZ home blunders.

[Mikkel]

My life is full of stoopid things....some more so than others...

'ere goes


Put my arm through the old ladies wringer washing machine...

Thought Dads new Corolla GT needed a new paint job...Primer grey

Released handbrake on steep driveway in abovementioned car....only to wipe out letterbox and door!

rode my bike (with trainer wheels) to a mates place...from Hautu to Turangi...over the Tongararo river bridge on SH1...

Hid at said mates while the old man was searching for me....did I get a beating when the old bugger found me in the end!

Blew up a handfull of shotgun detonators in a Cinder block garage...lost my hearing for ages thru that one....

soaked sisters tampons in petrol...lit, then threw over neighbours fence....took out their shed!

...

...moving back to the North Island

[peasea]

I signed a mate up for the Hudson Cookie Bear club, shoulda signed my own name, duh. Way cool club.

[Number One]

All before I turned 6 - so don't judge me too much

There used to be this large dry hedge running the length of my street in the Papakura army camp housing, it also happened to run up the sides of the houses too. I was only about 5 at the time but a friend and I decided that we'd make chips. So we fashioned a billy stove (large old coffee can with a fire built under it) and set to work collecting potatoes from his garden. When we returned to our 'kitchen' the hedge was up in flames. Took a good hour to put out and I couldn't sit for a week after dad caught me.

First day of school I received the strap in front my classmates for farting! No really!!! Anyway I got that bitch teacher back by sweeping chalk dust into her gloves...she was away for a wee while with burns (she was allergic). They never figured out who it was...I did the happy 'har har bitch' dance in my head for years...now looking back I realise how terrible that was...still, the testy little girl inside my head laughs when I think about it!

Angela whatserface used to have the longest hair in the school - I was second placed. The little ballerina biarch was soo fricken smug that one day while she sat on the mat in front of me with her arms and legs folded (as you did in little school) I cut her ponytail off with a pair of large scissors...she came to school with a bob the next day Got the strap then too - but my god it was worth it just to bring that little cow down a peg or two.

[martybabe]

All before I turned 6 - so don't judge me too much

There used to be this large dry hedge running the length of my street in the Papakura army camp housing, it also happened to run up the sides of the houses too. I was only about 5 at the time but a friend and I decided that we'd make chips. So we fashioned a billy stove (large old coffee can with a fire built under it) and set to work collecting potatoes from his garden. When we returned to our 'kitchen' the hedge was up in flames. Took a good hour to put out and I couldn't sit for a week after dad caught me.

First day of school I received the strap in front my classmates for farting! No really!!! Anyway I got that bitch teacher back by sweeping chalk dust into her gloves...she was away for a wee while with burns (she was allergic). They never figured out who it was...I did the happy 'har har bitch' dance in my head for years...now looking back I realise how terrible that was...still, the testy little girl inside my head laughs when I think about it!

Angela whatserface used to have the longest hair in the school - I was second placed. The little ballerina biarch was soo fricken smug that one day while she sat on the mat in front of me with her arms and legs folded (as you did in little school) I cut her ponytail off with a pair of large scissors...she came to school with a bob the next day Got the strap then too - but my god it was worth it just to bring that little cow down a peg or two.

[Mikkel]

Funny how everybody seems to have been given the strap, a beating or otherwise disciplined for the mischief they've caused.

Either my parents and teachers were different or I have suffered so much abuse I've had to suppress it. Guess I'll never know which one it is.

It does however hint at Kiwiland having an ingrown culture of physically punishing your children - and in that light I begin to understand why people are so upset by the introduction of the anti-smacking bill. Just an observation...

[Number One]

Funny how everybody seems to have been given the strap, a beating or otherwise disciplined for the mischief they've caused.

The teachers at my school were either totally fresh out of training college (they were the soft but nice ones) or the old matrons who were very much like the witches in that Roald Dahl book - they really did seem to hate children!

[Niterider]

Funny how everybody seems to have been given the strap, a beating or otherwise disciplined for the mischief they've caused.

Interesting how you recon it as discipline....

and in that light I begin to understand why people are so upset by the introduction of the anti-smacking bill. Just an observation...

A pity the politicians that wheelbarrowed the A/S bill thru are far less observant than you. They do not want to see the stuffup they made by looking at the little brats getting totally out of hand. The biggest problem with anti-smacking is that children need discipline. Every chilld's experience of proper discipline is love, care and belonging. If not disciplined, they grow up confused and eventually take their own lives as they don't know where they fit in. Watch the suicide figures amongst teens (that grew up in the anti-smacking years) escalate... BTW, this has been proven by dr Neil Whitehouse thru numerous consultations with youngsters on the virge of committing suicide and some failed attempts. But politicians know better