Crazy things you did as a kid.

For real?

 

Pass out games

Rapidly inhale/exhale multiple times, hold breath, pass the fuck out!

 

That happens to me too. I just tense my body, lift off the ground and float off to wherever I am going. Needless to say, I am dreaming.
On several nights, I have found myself wondering about it lying in bed, so I get up to prove to myself that it really works. The really funny part is that when it does, I actually know that I am asleep.
This has all been going on for more than 60 years, but the part about me knowing and using it as a test to check whether I am awake only started in the last few years.

 

Regret that I did this with my friends on Friday/Saturday nights. Hope it doesn’t come back to haunt me!

 

I agree, having seen a guy doing it when he was drunk. As you know, I am not a great lover of blood,

 

went for long walks by myself in the densely forested mountains where i lived, when i was four years old. maybe younger then that. before i started kindergarten anyway.
never thought there was anything particularly crazy about it though, just something a lot of folks these days probably would.

never tried to catch or kill anything though.
skink lizards and horney toads (yes they were also lizards, but that's what we called them then) i'd sometimes pick up and pet and set them back down.
(skunks and porcupines and friendly neighborhood cats are what i saw the most of anyway, and deer, and occasionally some of the less common,
the only large predators kept themselves out of sight and never bothered anybody. we did have rattle snakes,
but if you were wearing boots and paid attention to where you were stepping they were no problem either)

i'd say hi to things, but usually not try to get so close they'd run away.

oh i'd climb up the sides of road cuttings without any sort of safety or climbing geer. so many toe and hand holds it wasn't particularly difficult, but high enough if i even fell i could have been seriously injured, felt like i was really doing something. hated p.e. in highschool, competition and other people seeing what you do and comparing it to themselves and others.
to me that wasn't what doing any of those things was for.

i'm sure i'm missing other things i might have done that someone else would have considered a crazy thing to do.

 

one thing that seems pretty crazy in retrospect now, but i remember believing that if something was a law, people would just obey it, or at least almost everyone did.
didn't really understand what cops were for nor entirely made the connection.

wasn't until we did a model government role play kind of thing in 7th or 8th grade that woke me up that life, the universe and people, didn't actually work that way.

though i did already understand that not all laws were automatically good.
that some of them even created opportunities and incentives for people to do bad things that they otherwise wouldn't.

 

Stuck a 12 volt toy motor into a 120 volt outlet. Needless to say I won't ever do that again.

 

Explore / play in a variety of abandoned and derelict buildings.

That scene from The Simpsons where Milhouse asks Bat if he wants to play with the X-Ray machine in the abandoned hospital? Yeah we did that...

 

I remember a game a friend and I used to play. There was a residential street where we got picked up and dropped off by the school bus. We used to hang out at the park nearby after school. We would lay in the street and wait for cars to approach. Whoever got up first lost the game. Really fucking stupid of us, looking back on it. But then again, it was a residential area in a school zone. But still. It always amazes me how little fear I had back then.

 

At the end of the road where I grow up. There was a apartment complex that had a vending machine that sold milk in the paper cartons ( this is back in the 1960's ) When my mother sent me to the store to get milk I would go there instead. It was closer. The apartment manager would get mad if anyone other then the people in the apartments would use the vending machine. He would yell and chase us , swinging a broom at us. One day I got caught and he nailed me in the back of my legs with that damn broom. I got really pissed off. and one of my friends and I went and cut his clothes line rope down. Then we decided to take it with us so he had to buy a new rope. While running out of the complex we ran past his VW beetle car. I stopped and tied the front of the car to a tree. And the back of the car to a storm grate at the curb. The next morning when he went out to his car he saw the rope on his front bumper and cut it off . Into little pieces like if he was trying to get even with who ever tied his car up. Then He jumped into the car and started to take off. That is when the storm grate came up and hit the back of his car. Lucky for us it did not do any real damage. He then went to the back of his unit to get a shovel or what ever to move the grate back into place to only realize that it was his clothes line that was used to tie his car in place. I heard words out of his mouth that I have never heard before . He was not a happy camper ! As we sat on my friends front porch watching the whole thing unfold. My friends mother came out of the house to see what was going on. And chewed him out for cursing in front of children. . Later she talked to us about what had just happened and asked if we had anything to do with it. I think she knew that we did. But she never said a word to us about it. And when the police showed up they thought the whole thing was funny and just some teenage prank . They never even bothered to ask us about it They just got into the police car and left.

The funny thing is he never chased anyone from using the milk machine after that. I always wondered just how much trouble we could have gotten into if the police did talk to us that day. But I guess they figured we were too young to pull such a stunt as that.

 

Jumped from a vehicle that was coming to a stop, but still fast enough for me to bounce off the tarmac

 

Made some pipe bombs and blew some boards off friends garage at about 10 years old, I think. Made a firecracker rifle to shoot arrows at 'stuff ." Cops confiscated that one. Set the side of a house on fire shooting match sticks on my clothes pin match shooter. Had BB gun fights ---oooo that hurt. Admittedly pretty stupid shit.

 

Hitchhiking. I grew up in a rural area and used to hitchhike all the time solo. From the ages of about 15 to after graduation.

 

When I was a kid, our neighborhood was experiencing several new homes being built. The contractors always seem to have a large pile of sand in the driveway in front of the garage as one of their building materials. So in the early evening, we always ended up jumping off the roof of the garage into that pile of sand, and yelling 'GERONIMO' as we went airborne, simulating to the best of our abilities airborne rangers. We never even imagined anyone getting hurt by doing this

 

My cousin Valerie and I did my cousin Zach's toe nails and finger nails painting them. He was sound asleep on the couch taking a nap when we did it. I was 16 at the time and she was 15. When he woke up, he did not notice at first and he did come unglued. We were laughing and he was mad at us. My Aunt Lynn shook her head asking us what did we do now and seen it, knew Valerie and I were pranksters and still are good at it to this day. Did it to her too,we put a fake spider in a top kitchen cabinet. She cannot stand spiders at all, freaked out saying this there is a spider and get it the hell out of there. Knew it was us right away. I remember my last day of high school as a senior, put a zip tie on each axle in the principal's car hearing a noise. He gave me a warning since it was my last day