Stupid Stuff We Did As Kids thread

[Vombatus]

Lawn darts.

 

[ChrisLong]

It's funny, my dad had an "in" one time and I got some sweet tickets to see Alabama, The Judds, and Merle Haggard without waiting and in a prime location to boot - I paid face value - but I still felt dirty about it.

Then there was the time I drove to a Barenaked Ladies/Alanis Morrisette concert - bought lawn seats at the gate (it was far short of a sellout) and STILL had to pay a CONVENIENCE FEE. I asked the ticket seller - shouldn't YOU pay ME the convenience fee? Then there was the line where your had to walk through what felt like one of those cattle chutes in order get a wristband to allow you to buy a $10 beer and I knew then I was through with big venues.

Long time ago, the airlines started charging fees to change a reservation. It was something like $25. I was taking a Pac-10 football trip and had my ticket a few days in advance. The airline notified me that the flight had been changed. I needed to go to the airport or to a remote ticket location to change it. There was an American Airlines counter in the nearby mall. I went there to change the tickets.

When she was done, I asked the counter agent for my $25. What are you talking about, she said. I said, well, if I had changed this flight, you would have charged me $25. But you guys changed the flight, so you owe me $25. I was kidding, but I kept a straight face. As she stammered for an answer, the guy behind me in line shouted, "Yeah, he's right. Give him his $25."

 

[Scout]

Flipped baseball cards.

 

[Cosmo]

18 shots of tequila in 10 minutes so that I could beat the other guy who was trying to out-shot me on his 18th birthday.

Haven't had tequila since.

You're lucky to be alive, TBH

 

[Songbird]

You're lucky to be alive, TBH

Wasn't a good next 4 days.

 

[I Should Coco]

21st birthday ... walked to the end of this while drunk. SUPER dumb (and illegal)

And yes ... that is open water for freight ships depth to fall into, into a very cold Lake Superior.
I was a dipshirt.

Hey, I know where that is!

I'm glad you're still here to share the story with us. If you had fallen in? Well, "Superior it's said never gives up her dead …"

 

[I Should Coco]

Some stuff on this thread sure sounds familiar, especially "Smear the (guy with the football)." Yeah, the original word rhymed with "smear." Not proud of that.

Another game we called Beanball. It was a bastardized version of tag and Capture the Flag, except everyone had tennis balls. If you were hit with a ball, you were out.

I distinctly remember playing this at a friend's house, hiding behind a bush, and beaning my friend as he rounded the corner. Right in the face. Gushing bloody nose. That was the maddest I can ever remember my friend's usually laid-back mother ever getting.

 

[Equalizer]

Oh, you didn't do the figure four right then. Done properly, it can rip some ACLs

Truth. A friend of mine put me in one one time. You could feel the ligaments stretching.

 

[qtlaw]

Is 23 still a kid? Racing my buddy is our brand new 88 Mustang GTs going 135 (tach was redlined)…..after beers and Sake bombs

 

[FileNotFound]

I got three speeding tickets in a 30-day period when I was 18. I got the second one on the way to pay the first one.

 

[Batman]

When I was a young teenager my friends liked to sneak out of their houses in the middle of the night during the summer. A few times they convinced me to do the same. We didn't even do anything most of the time, just walked around. We'd sneak back in in the morning.

My window to get back in the house was from about 6:10 to 6:20 a.m., when my mom took my dad to work. If I missed that window, I'd be busted. One time, I looked at my watch and it was about 6:10 and we were a mile from my house. I pretty much re-enacted the scene from "Ferriss Bueller's Day Off" when he's trying to beat his parents home at the end of the day. I took off running, across a football field, over a fence, cutting across yards and parking lots, etc., trying to make it home in time and sprinting the whole way. I was in shape, but not a distance runner. Still, I think I ran about a 7-minute mile.

I got home and the front door was locked. I ran to the back porch and, thankfully, that door was unlocked. I threw off a pair of shoes I'd borrowed from one of my friends (I was stupidly worried that shoes on a roof would make too much noise), left them on the back porch, and ran up two flights of stairs to my bedroom. I got up there and looked out the window to see my mom pulling back home. Far as I know, she never was the wiser.

 

[John]

Teenage division: I got my Dad's Acura Integra up to about 140 mph on I-75 on a weekend morning north of Atlanta while in high school. That little car was a rocket. And I'm darned lucky it didn't go into liftoff.

Little kid division: Shoved a cinnamon Tic-Tac up my nose. Mom said it burned like heck and I was a mess.

My first car was a 1986 Acura Integra. Silver. Still probably my favorite car I've ever had. And it was a rocket. First speeding ticket I ever got was for going 92 in a 65, when I was 16.