I done that..hid under the bed when i done it..true.is doesnt run out of power..also rode a pushbike down the road and asked my mate to jam a broom handle in it..not the the front wheel shouts me..too late..
jumped off a roof onto a trampoline.fuck i went high up.....mate was on the roof and i passed him....still can see the look on his face.....
Tried to use a .22 cartridge as a whistle, like my big brother...ended up swallowing it. Mum fed me lots of castor oil until it passed!
"Statistics are used as a drunk uses lampposts - for support, not illumination."
As a young curious Asian, I once did an experiment combining an electric plug (female) and a pair of steel chopstics. Did two more to realise that it was dangerous.
If you can make it on Kiwibiker you can make it anywhere.
The list could be quite long, but one of the more memorable ones was when a I dared a (stupid) friend to put a bullet in a vise and then hit the end of the bullet with a hammer. He did it. Shot a whole clean through the garage.
A few years later he burnt down his garage with the family car in it.
There is a school of Darwinian thought that shows a direct correlation between stupid acts that kids do being more frequent and the introduction of childproof caps on dangerous items. It used to be, before childproof caps, stupid kids opened the medicine bottle, or bottle of drain cleaner, ingested it and died, therefore stopping that genetics from being passed on. Now, they reproduce.![]()
Ride, eat, sleep, repeat!
drinking homebrew and waking up with my mates sister
bloody hairy she was too
Oh the memories are flooding back, I remember so much pain. Finding a .22 bullet, had no gun, "lets hit it with a hammer" says Jimmy, "you do the hammering." My ears rung for a week.
Found a shot gun shell, still had no gun (never could figure out why dad didn't give us a gun, given how mature we were), "lets take out the stuff that goes bang and set it on fire", says Jimmy, "here's a lighter and some paper for a fuse". Thank fuck that stuff has to be under pressure to explode!
So yeah, the stupidest thing I did as a kid...Listened to Jimmy.
Just remembered another,pouring 4 4 litre containers of petrol down a wasp nest and then throwing a match at it.![]()
Be the person your dog thinks you are...
when my son was 3 or 4 he looked like he had been fighting with the cat....
he had seen me shave and copied it....(twin blade disposables)
He also pinched a packet of tobaco and tried to roll one half succesfully and light it up UNDER OUR BED.......
Luckily the house didn't burn down.....
A neighbour brought him back once, little Backpack and all....he was a fair bit down the road "running away"..... near dark
He has been seen jumping out of a tree with a big tarpolin "as a parachute"
Canterbury wind made that more like a hang glider though.......
Just ro name a few that come to mind......
Opinions are like arseholes: Everybody has got one, but that doesn't mean you got to air it in public all the time....
Yeah amunition was about the silliest toy I ever played with. At about 10 years old me and my mates found some 22 rounds in an old shed and took them home to my place. We decided to get the powder out of them to make a big pile of it and set it alight. We couldn't get the head off the bullets so we ended up putting them in Dad's vice one by one and ripping the heads out of them with a pair of pliers. We had done about 6 of them and Dad came into his workshop to see what we were all up to. He went as white as a sheet when he saw what we were doing. You see the cartriges where rimfire type and of course winding them up in the vice could have been enought to set them off. Dad blew up and my mate scattered like a bunch of pussies. I GOT FUCKING HAMMERED!!! Lesson learned. If you are going to do stupid things with amunition don't take it home to do it. Dad being a WW2 vet had a good apreciation for the does and don't of handling amunition, so did I when he had finished with me. LOL
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"The shortest distance between any two points on a motorbike, is the long way round"
Fantastic thread - have tears rollin down my face with laughter.
4 yrs old - rolled my own cig - in parents bedroom lit match - and to this day I know I blew the match out ha - threw it under the bed - Dad was a seaman and had some of his luggage under there - bedroom annihilated - I had burnt fringe and cardy trying to blow it out - mum was 5 months pregnant =- dad was at sea thank god.
9 years old - gfriend and I decided to have a bbq in height of a nelson summer - on a very dry hill next to where the bikies lived - hill side caught alight - friend and I ran to her house and hid under the bed for an hour - they thought the bikies had done it phew.
Later in life nearly burn't my sister's house down.
3 yrs of age - racing on my tricycle down a very steep shared driveway - how did mum survive????
10 yrs - told not to race down driveway on pushbike - was running late and I had perfected the art of the getting around the gravel corner at the bottom - not this particular morning - landed nose first = broke it - went home and mum promptly said to me I told you so now get off to school.
Actions speak louder than words or good intentions
He is simply a shiver looking for a spine to run up. - Paul Keating
Jimmy, "We can use this as a ramp, you'll clear it easy."
Me, "OK then."
I'm off to see my therapist now.
I remember waiting in the car for mum one day and playing with the cigarette lighter and pulled it out, looked at the orange glow and wondered how hot it was... by putting it on my tongue.
Watched a mate ride off our porch on his bike, must have been a good two meters from the ground, and he always did it with such style and landed nicely every time. I decided to try it one day when there was nobody around... and went flipping off and landed face first into the lawn with bike on top of me and was winded for about 5 minutes.
Cleaned up my brother's room and chucked everything in the bin that would then go out to be burnt in the "pit". My dad came booting into the house closely followed by the dog the day he lit the fire that week and told me not to go outside as there were bullets going off from the rubbish... that's right, I remember there being cartridges from my brother's room that I chucked in the bin...oops!
Lit the fire inside one day, chucked what was normally diesel from a milk bottle onto the fire, to be told that it was petrol this time... after it had blown up in my face and burnt all my eyelashes, eyebrows and fringe off, oh well, I needed a haircut.
Err.. used to do quite alot of tinkering, still do.
Once had a 1 farrad capacitor, massive thing. Got about 12 or so 9 volt batteries and wired them altogether, got my mate to stick out his tongue. That was nasty.. black tongue for weeks.
Got one of the really old keys, had a fairly big hole in it. Shoved a ball bearing down the hole and some gun powder from a firework and heated up one end of the key with a lighter. The ball bearing fired out of the key and smashed a window. That one was awsome..
When I was real young I took a big handful of my Grandma's anti-depressants. Young and suicidal i was.
Pushed some dick in my primary off a 4 metre diving board.. never knew water could break your ribs till then.
Just last december I road a push bike that was tied to the back of a car, broke my wrist, stitches in my head, plenty of scars all over my right side.
Great thread!
Woe to You Oh Earth and Sea
For the Devil sends the beast with wrath
Because he knows the time is short
Let him who hath understanding
Reckon the number of the beast
For it is a human number
Its number is six hundred and sixty six.
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This is a rather memory laden thread .. oh well mine ...
My big sister told me that it was ok to sleep with gum in my mouth ... I was young (7ish) and believed her .... no longer cos the next day I went from butt long hair to short arse bowl cut .... and don't remember trusting her again.
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