Drink from the hose
2006-08-04 08:08:02
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answer #1
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answered by Anonymous
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Mother may I, Red Light Green Light, and running through sprinklers.
2006-08-04 08:08:14
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answer #2
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answered by Joy M 7
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Play in a home made "clubhouse" in backyard
Climb trees
Ring a doorbell then run
Call strangers and ask if their refrigerator is running
Play in the street
Sit on Santa's lap
and last but not least...
Poop in my diapers
2006-08-04 08:15:02
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answer #3
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answered by kolohe 5
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um, respect my parents, think my parents are the best people ever, run throught the sprinkler, dream of running away, watching rugrats, falling after every step, using dipers, man i could go on and on and on.
2006-08-04 08:22:32
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answer #4
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answered by Anonymous
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play in the sprinkler, play with toys a lot, play on a swing set, play with baby dolls, eat a sugar and butter cinnamon sandwich not toasted. drink milk with sugar in it and drink water with sugar in it. drink kool aid. collect baseball cards
2006-08-04 08:11:31
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answer #5
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answered by valgal115 6
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watch saturday morning cartoons. I work all week so I sleep in on Saturday mornings and the cartoons are not as good as they were on Saturdays. I don't climb trees anymore, I used to be a real tomboy.
2006-08-04 08:12:28
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answer #6
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answered by xcstbabygirl 3
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I know that this is a very strange world we live in, but let me tell you about my most embarassing childhood experience.
You see, my mom got married a third time about six years ago now. I all of sudden had two little step-brothers. The oldest one, Danny, and the younger one Donnie. I had never had a brother ever before. I thought it was neat, I guess. Anyway, our parents were out for the weekend, (and it was a hot summer weekend), so I had to watch my two little step-brothers for the weekend. We were living at our house in Marrero, LA at the time. Now I have to explain something to you about how the house is constructed to continue this story. Right outside of the boys' bedroom window was the outside air conditioning unit, and right next to that, (on each side), were two long grounding poles. One kept the house grounded, the other kept the air conditioning unit grounded. Don't ask me why, that's just what the guy said when he sold us the place. Ok, now back to my story: One of the first games that I had ever played with the boys was "truth or dare". You all know this one. Anyway, at the very first question that I was asked, I said "dare". I didn't even give Danny the chance to give me the question yet. He said, "Ok , I want you to go stand outside, on top of the air conditioning unit, and Donnie and I will handcuff you to the lighting rod poles on either side of the a/c." (I took a double take.) So I said "ok" like an idiot and went and stood up on the air conditioning unit. (Now on the two poles on either side of the a/c unit, there were two metal round pieces that came up from about three quarters the way up on each pole- I didn't realize it at the time, but this meant that if the boys handcuffed me to both poles or either pole, that I would not be able to bring my hands down close to my sides.)
What happened was devestating: (Ok I was wearing my white skirt with a pink top and pink panties, I wasn't even in shoes or socks.) The boys proceeded to handcuff me to both poles at the same time. I said to Danny, "10 minutes right?", and he nodded his head yes. I had never stood on top of the a/c unit before, so this was all the more interesting:
The boys closed the window. So I'm standing there when I turn my head around behind me and see Barataria Blvd's traffic heading north-bound. (I had no idea that our a/c unit held me up above our fence line- then a noise cut on that made my little heart sink- the a/c unit.
The boys had turned down the thermostat in the house, causing the a/c unit to come on, and the end effect- it was blowing my white skirt up and I couldn't do anything about it, because my hands wouldn't go below my waist and they were held out too far from my body to hold my skirt down- in fact, I couldn't even touch my skirt! Then the dreadful thought entered into my mind- the north-bound traffic on Barataria could all see me handcuffed, helpless, and my skirt was blowing up, so everybody got a free peek of my panties that day. And to make matters worse, there was a traffic jam, so everybody got a good look at my behind in my pink panties.
(Sigh. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .)
Oh by the way the boys lied, they left me up there for three hours. But Mom and their Dad was out of town, so they could have left me up there for an entire day.) I rang Danny's and Donnie's neck for that one. (I didn't do anything- but Mom and Dad did- the boys had to go around the house all week in girl clothes because their Dad had said so.) And no, in none of my clothes, thank you. Thier Dad had bought them some girl clothes- and then I got to laugh. They didn't have any of their boy clothes in their dressers- just girl clothes. Pretty embarassing though, huh? Of course, they were back in boy clothes at the end of the week.
I was 12 when this happened to me, I'm 18 now.
2006-08-04 08:13:21
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answer #7
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answered by Anonymous
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Roller skate,I loved it but now that I am older I have back problems and can no longer do the things I used to do.
2006-08-04 08:09:32
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answer #8
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answered by Sewnmemaw60 4
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Put gobs and gobs of the shiny lipgloss on and yearn to wear high heels and pantyhose (what was wrong with me?)
2006-08-04 08:16:03
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answer #9
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answered by Raspberry 6
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Play Hide and Seek at night. Now that was fun.
2006-08-04 08:08:42
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answer #10
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answered by Aumatra 4
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