Silly things ya did as a kid.

[Number One]

Was 5 and lived in the Papakura army camp housing.

Me and my mate were cooking 'chips' on a 'tin can oven'...you know take a large tin, build a fire under it voila!

What we didn't realise at that age was that it was not a good idea to do this under a LARGE tinder dry hedge that acts as a divider/fence for about 6 houses...ran along the back of all the houses and down the middle on both sides of each house.....we were under the hedge cos we knew we shouldn't have matches.

Anyway long story short - hedge caught fire VERY QUICKLY!

Result: Neither of us could sit down for weeks (back in the old days when parents hit their kids for being naughty) and we never did get to try our chips either

[MsKABC]

Was 5 and lived in the Papakura army camp housing.

Me and my mate were cooking 'chips' on a 'tin can oven'...you know take a large tin, build a fire under it voila!

What we didn't realise at that age was that it was not a good idea to do this under a LARGE tinder dry hedge that acts as a divider/fence for about 6 houses...ran along the back of all the houses and down the middle on both sides of each house.....we were under the hedge cos we knew we shouldn't have matches.

Anyway long story short - hedge caught fire VERY QUICKLY!

Result: Neither of us could sit down for weeks (back in the old days when parents hit their kids for being naughty) and we never did get to try our chips either

Ooooh, that reminds me - when I was a teenager and Mum was away, I was responsible for cooking dinner and doing the washing up. Anyways, I left a pan of dripping (the good ole days, none of this namby pamby mono-unsaturated fat for us!) on the element to melt so I could tip it out. I got distracted by something and the pan caught fire. My dad set fire to the curtains and burnt his arm quite badly when he threw the pan into the sink to put it out

[pete376403]

I put .22 longs into the bench vice pointing down, then hopped up on the bench and banged the eds of the shells with a hammer. Could never find the cases or the bullets afterwards.

A guy I used to work with told us how they would sneak out of church and tie the bumpers of the cars together with number 8. This was in a maori village up the east coast when everyone would go to church on sunday morning, and also when cars had real steel bumpers that bolted to something solid. Apparently it was funny watching the first car in the line start off

[Nagash]

Err.. just a couple of years ago figured it'd be a good idea to tie a couple of bikes to the back of a car and roll around on 'em. Ended up with stiches in my head, skin graf on my shoulder and lots and lots of scars.

When I was 3 I swallowed half a container of my grandmother's anti-depressants. First and, so far, only stomach pump.

When 13, and particularly drunk, we decided to see how long we could hold a lighter under our arms. we've all got very impressive scars now..

[FJRider]

you obviously got lucky once or twice and landed on your head.

He's yet to make it past puberty, still time...

[FJRider]

Silliest thing I did as a kid was grow up...

Not going to, and no-one's going to make me...

[gatch]

when i was 5-6 i was throwing lumps of firewood backwards over my head out the door of a shed so my brother and dad could load it on the trailor, got a real light bit and threw it too high, bounced of the door and smoked me in the back of the head, didn't know it was split till i walked in the house and mum FREAKED out..

on a class trip in 3rd form thought id be cool and jump off the swing in full flight, na, foot caught in swing and instead of flying a great distance i smoked my head into the ground and absorbed all the impact with the side of my face, no big cuts or breaks just wobbly for a few days after..

2 weeks ago at my buddies farm i was doing donuts (on the road outside) on a scooter that we welded a side chair on, tried being the hero, lost control and hit a fence head on, i tried to jump off before impact to clear the fence but feet clipped the bars and i did a flip, landed on my fuckin face again..

its amazing im still so god dam good looking haha

[Forest]

When I was about 15 I became a bit self-conscious and decided to shave off my pubes.

The shaving wasn't the dumbest thing I ever did.

But slapping on a big handful of 4711 eau de cologne after I had finished might well be.

My eyes start watering even just thinking about it.

[MadDuck]

Probably the dumbest thing my big brother ever did....

I had a little red coat like little girls do and it had a hood.

Guyfawkes night when we still had double happies. Him and his mates thought it would be kind of funny to light some double happies and put them in the hood of the little red coat being worn by his little sister

[Kittyhawk]

I was an artist at a young age - painted the walls in the lounge with butter, learnt to smudge professionally. This was later upgraded to mud on cars!

Tying a sheet to your brother and lowering him out the bedroom window (two storey house!) like on the movies escaping fire etc dosent work.

Designing a kite and attaching your brother to it to watch him fly off the 10 foot high bank also dosent work.

Cutting a 44 gallon drum in half shoving your brother in and seeing how fast he goes down the same bank actually worked!

Towing a suitcase behind the farm quad my brother and i sitting in half and half yep! no helmets but the cow pats broke our falls.

Going to your best friends place, smoking pencil shavings on the one occasion, then realised using tea leaves was easier to roll smoking it and choking half to death.

Taking an inexperienced friend out sailing, capsizing the hobie cat and ploughed into a parked cargo ship at Port of Tauranga. 3 rescue boats later we were back on land.

I was a little angel....just the devil horns wernt quite developed

[Lilly2w]

When I was about 7 I was looking for a snack, had a bit of a sweet tooth so hit the freezer looking for icecream.
There was none left except for a little pool of re frozen melted stuff on the freezer floor, I was pretty greedy and not overly diserning so i decided to lick it up! (nom! nom!) The freezer was one of those old metally kind of lined ones and as a concequence my tounge stuck fast! Had to Yell UMM!! UMM!! untill my Mum came to save me, which took a while casue the bitch was to busy pissing herself.

[Blackshear]

Rubberbands and those big hair clips at school. Seriously, these suckers went through 14 sheets of printing A4 paper.
A&E, a -Hi(gh?) femur or sommat. Told my eye would either suck in the excess blood or not. Fucking bad dude, every time I excerted myself the blood would just gush into my eye and block my vision.

Uuuuhm, when I filled up a latex glove with petrol. Figred it'd be cool when I put a flame next to it. Nope. Got three big breaths in when it popped in my face. Petrol + eyes = bad. Luckily I was right next to the hose. Pity petrol doesn't like water, and it sticks to skin.

Uh, made a potato launcher. 6mm thick mild steel tube @ 4m long. Big oil drum on one end. Fatass potato in one the other, and drum full of gas vapour. It worked like I'd thought. Through 6 pieces of drywall, my 'safety' MDF board and the fence. Never found it, nor heard of death by potato. Quickly decommisioned and forgotten.

Erm. Making flash powder.
This is where my pyrotechnics stopped. Except for smoke bombs, they're harmless. (And on a humid morning will, not kidding here, give you a 5m vision for about 6 houses down the road. Shit was not cool with the neighbours. Smelled like cotton candy though.).
But yeah. Having made a couple batches of 10g and pleasently satisfied...
A 250g batch was made. All carefully pushed into an old firework. Put in the wick, Made sure there was nothing behind me to fall on. I lit it, ran. The loudest fucking bang I'd ever heard. I realised that flash powder was not a toy. It actually had a blast radius. Pushed out 7 drywall pieces in the garage and fractured half of the others. Erm. They've always been like that!

So I've got about 20kg of Potassium Nitrate in the garage doing nothing now.
That's really it for the real stupid things.

[Blackshear]

I put .22 longs into the bench vice pointing down, then hopped up on the bench and banged the eds of the shells with a hammer. Could never find the cases or the bullets afterwards.

A guy I used to work with told us how they would sneak out of church and tie the bumpers of the cars together with number 8. This was in a maori village up the east coast when everyone would go to church on sunday morning, and also when cars had real steel bumpers that bolted to something solid. Apparently it was funny watching the first car in the line start off

When I was about 15 I became a bit self-conscious and decided to shave off my pubes.

The shaving wasn't the dumbest thing I ever did.

But slapping on a big handful of 4711 eau de cologne after I had finished might well be.

My eyes start watering even just thinking about it.

I'm loving these two.
1. Terrified of gun shells.
2. Haven't shaved my balls. Yet.

How could you not worry about the gun shells?!
How could you not itch for the next week?!

[Forest]

How could you not itch for the next week?!

I can live with the itching.

What I wasn't expecting was the burning. THE BURNING. OH MY GOD! MAKE IT STOP!!

For about a minute, I honestly thought that my balls were going to drop off.

Lesson learned = An alcohol based Eau de Cologne should never be used in that region...

[Sully60]

Being towed and towing mates along 'The Gap' at Castlpoint at 55mph, thats 88km/h kids.
No helmets, no pads just boggie boards and a long rope.

If there was ever a time when my Nana was right in saying "You'll break your bloody neck!" this was it.

'Twas cool when you could swing into the water and briefly overtake the car, untill the rope went taught again.
It's amazing how many times you can roll and bounce at this speed on sand!