I stuck a stone up my nose, I wanted to see how far it could go, Mom had to take me to the doctor to get it out!
2006-10-26 13:56:15
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answered by venusiaint 4
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I took pretend play to a whole new level when I went "shopping". My friend and I would walk to the store down the road and get a shopping cart and fill it with things that we needed "for our house". We were like nine or so. I still don't understand why we were never followed or stopped. When we got everything we "needed"- we'd simply leave the cart loaded with our "necessities" at the back of the store and make our way out to go do some other such nonsensicle thing we could cook up.
2006-10-26 14:05:17
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answered by giggitygiggitygiggitygirl 2
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My friend and I wanted to see if a .22 slug would put a hole in a nickel but neither of us was a good enough shot to actually hit it, so we snuck into his dad's room and got his .22 cal rifle. Then we took it out in the field behind his house. We placed the butt of the rifle on the ground with the barrel pointing straight up to the sky and put a nickel on the end of the barrel and pulled the trigger. We both felt little bits of lead hit us in the face, neck and arms, and a short time later we heard the nickel fall into the weeds about ten feet away. We went and got safety glasses and tried it maybe 4 or 5 more times but could never find the nickel after hearing it fall into the weeds so we gave up. Straight pins worked better than tweezers to get the lead bits out of our skin. We each told our mom that we ran into big picker bushes.
Later we found a cylinder of insecticide -- a short, fat cylinder sorta like a propane torch bottle. We set it up on a fence post and shot that with the .22 rifle (it was easier to hit than the nickel). It fell on the ground, spun around like one of those spinning ground fireworks, and made a funny smelling cloud about the size of our house. If we knew what DDT really was, we prolly wouldn't have done it.
2006-10-26 14:24:58
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answered by abeginsberg 2
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My college became a funny tale. it could be a lot less complicated to %. out a good instructor than to make your ideas up on the worst. We did have one certain math instructor that not in any respect made any experience. We had a overseas language instructor that would want to were between the omit populars in extreme college and became nonetheless playing the roll. i wager the only which continually surprised me although became the organisation instructor. She became absolutely one of those that has favorites who're golden and something are screwed. She had prevalent me considering that i became a touch youngster so i became absolutely one of her favorites. class became correct after lunch and in case you actual tried to get sue lunch it became quite puzzling to be decrease back in time. If she did not like you and also you've been a minute overdue she would yell at you and kick you out. I each and every now and then frolicked contained in the library and slept by lunch. some situations I overslept and became like fifteen minutes overdue. She in basic terms laughed at that. She became quite unfair, and also a wide christian. What a twist of destiny.
2016-12-05 06:41:58
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answered by parrilla 4
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Im an artist and before they realized this and supplied me with a medium (canvas, brushes etc.) I simply made my own in my diaper and painted my rocking horse with it. I also made art on the heaters using melted crayons and did a little abstract work in my sisters rooms using....everything thrown all over the place. Yeah, everyone hates the artist until he's dead. Then they sell all his paintings for millions.
2006-10-26 14:02:49
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answered by the_horrible_thunderpants 3
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I made mud pies with dandelions for "icing" and talked the boy up the street into eating a piece of one. I was kinda mean to that kid.
2006-10-26 15:09:13
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answered by GoodJob 5
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I used to eat the paste that we used in grade school. It was in a small jar with a spatula built into the lid. I can still smell it when I think about it!
2006-10-26 14:06:17
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answered by Anonymous
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According to my parents, I spoke to things in corners. And I had no friends, so my best friend was a tree named Stanley. So I would sit in my tree and watch the other children playing. (man I sound like such a dork)
2006-10-26 13:59:50
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answered by tankgirl190 6
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I ate dirt, played with fire in the garage, jumped curbs with my bike, climbed trees, you name it I was a rebel, NOT. I was just a regular kid curious about things. Okay, maybe the fire thing was stupid.
2006-10-26 13:57:45
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answered by kepjr100 7
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I used to put salt on the belly of a frog and watch him blow up....but as an adult I could never hurt another living thing anless its a bug ughhhh.
2006-10-26 14:01:31
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answered by skybluebabyboo 3
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