Dumbest thing you ever did as a kid

[wmw999 2,573]

Wasn't me, but one of the best I ever heard of was a co-worker who used to shoot arrows straight up in the air, and then try to catch them with a 1X10 board held over his head.

I think my personal best was doing a science project on whether or not life would start spontaneously. I put rotting meat into about 6 jars in various stages of uncovered-ness to see if they'd grow maggots. Yes, they smelled bad, even outdoors. My mother made me keep them on the windowsill outside my window, since it was my bright idea in the first place.

Wendy W.

There is nothing more dangerous than breaking a basic safety rule and getting away with it. It removes fear of the consequences and builds false confidence. (tbrown)

[GrendelKhan 0]

When I was younger and less mature....uhh..well younger anyway....I watched a program about paratroopers and thought "Hey, that looks like fun." I found the biggest trashbag I could in the garage and promptly climbed the tallest tree. With the triumphant yell that every kid seems to make before they do something insanely stupid I jumped holding a 20 gallon Hefty trashbag over my head (I wonder what the wingloading would be on that?). Despite my total belief that I would float down gently and easily I plummetted about 50 feet and broke both my legs. What followed was probably the worst year of my life, and everybody I know can't quite believe that I am voluntarily skydiving today.

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[rs2kmk5 0]

Here I go again...

When we in junior school, we weren't allowed into class during lunch break.

Me and a pal thought it would be a larf to push a younger kid into a classroom, while we waited outside.

Anyhow's we pushed our victim in, and he immediately burst out crying. But that wasn't enough for us - we both put all our energy into holding the door shut, and at that point we saw the other door to the classroom opening, so we bailed.

10 minutes later we revisited the scene of our crime, and were stunned to see loads of blood all over the place.

We had only gone and cut his thumb off. It was only held on by the tendons, and we'd broken it in several places.

Times were rough growing up in the 70's.

Oh- and we never fessed up -

Out of 10,000 feet of fall, always remember that the last half inch hurts the most — Captain Charles W. Purcell, 1932

[catfishhunter 2]

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Dumbest thing you ever did as a kid

Wrapped a dollar around a firecracker Still to this day not sure WTF I was thinking. A Dollar was alot of money then considering a Large Slurpeee was .25. I tried to tape all the pieces back together but a MILLION littles pieces of paper don't go back together as easily as they blow apart

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Shot myself in the head with my BB Gun.. Coming home from a day of shootoing Birds in the Desert my little brother is holding my gun. We where walking by one of the neighbors and thought it would be funny to act like I was going to kill myself. Pumped up the gun stuck it to my temple and yelled Giood Bye Cruel World! When he turned to look I pulled the trigger. I guess i should have realized something was wrong when my brother started running right after I started pumping the gun and told him what I was doing. Seems he had loaded and already pumped it incase he saw something he wanted to shoot on the way home. He out ran the first couple shots but he had to come home sometime

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[Lindercles 0]

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It's 1am - best friend (she's white and a tourist) & me get into a cab in Bangkok..
Cab driver thinks we're both foreigners & asks us if we want to buy marijuana. I say yes (wanted to see how this underground mafia I'd heard so much about worked). At this point I can no longer pull out my Thai and tell him I'm a local because he will flip (they don't deal with locals at all).
We ended up on this crazy 3 hour adventure all over Bangkok in this cab involving switching cars, picking up a random drug dealer, waiting in seedy seedy isolated areas, strip clubs, 'massage' parlours..
All the while, I have a message typed out on my mobile saying "help! we're in a dodgy cab.. number is [number]" ready to send to my dad just incase. And the 2 guys in the front seat are discussing in Thai how much they are going to rip us off yet I had to pretend not to understand & go with it.
Stupid stupid stupid move but we got lucky.

Well? Did you buy the weed?

If not, how did you get out??

[Thanatos340 1]

My Favorite Stupidest Thing ever by a Kid was stunt pulled by my Kid Brother.

He was about 8 years old and thankfully still somewhat indestructible. We were living in South Georgia (Picture every redneck Southern Georgia stereotype you can think of and Yes, we were living right in the middle of it). Our next door neighbor raised Various large Game Birds. He had Turkeys, Pheasants, Peacocks and a couple of Emu. The birds were always getting out and of course a huge source of amusement for my brother and I as we would chase them around the yard trying to catch them. Well forget whatever you think you know about Turkeys... They are FAST birds and VERY skittish. It was just about impossible to sneak up on one and even harder to catch one. My brother kinda became obsessed with catching one.

One day I am sitting in the Living room watching TV and I hear a Loud Thud. I look outside and find my kid brother Lying face down on the ground Grasping for air trying to get his breath back. I roll him over and he has a Peanut Butter and Jelly sandwich smushed completely into his chest. I keep asking him what happened and if he is alright. He cant talk because he still cant get his breath.. Finally he gets out "It didnt work" and hands me a Scrap of paper from his back pocket.

I open up the paper and get the laugh of my Life. Our front Yard had a very Large Pecan (Pronounced Pee-Can in that part of the world) Tree. The lowest Limb was easily 8 to 10 feet off the ground. Drawn out on the Paper was the ultimate Wile Coyote Plan I had ever seen.

The plan was simple... The drawing had The House.. The Tree.. with a Boy in the Tree.. With a Sandwich on the Ground clearly labeled "Bait" right underneath the Limb the Boy was sitting in. As the Bird would stop to eat the sandwich.. The Boy would Jump and land on the Bird.

From the look of what was left on the PB&J sandwich on his chest.. I can only assume he had a stable exit and excellent arch. Fortunately he still missed the bird or I think we would still be picking feathers out of him.


He never did catch that Turkey but carried the name Wile for years.

[grue 1]

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Down the hill I go...throw out the drag chute. Bike slows down smartly... I don't. Over the handlebars I go, into the blackberry brambles. Broke the bike.

I have a somewhat similar story.

I got a new bike that had those "new fangled" hand brakes. I had been using just one brake to stop. My brother decided to be "kind" and tell me that I was supposed to use BOTH brakes.

So, I'm flying down a hill and remember his suggestion. I use both brakes at the edge of a curb. The bike stops...I don't. I fly over the handlebars into the blackberry briars.

I ride home with blackberry "acupuncture" and my brother is sitting there laughing his ass off!

Reminds me of the time my older brother switched my brake cables

I had the last laugh, though, I managed to land on my feet!

cavete terrae.

[hexadecimal 0]

Set up pillows and couch cushions about 10 feet from a trampoline, and tried to do various flips off the trampoline and land on the cushions. Went fine... until I missed.

Took a sled off a 20ft (or so) cliff thinking I could land and continue down the hill. Went as planned... I landed on my head and continued tumbling down the hill.

Played a game we called "shitballs" when I was into paintball. At the end of the night, we'd gather all the paintballs we had left and load up. Every man for himself, no long sleeved shirts allowed (t-shirts only), and the only way to be out is to run out of air or paint (and people can still shoot at you as you're leaving the field). At the end of the game, you could play connect the dots with the bloody welts we were covered with if you wanted to. We did this on a regular basis

Tried to jump over a car on my bike. Ended up jumping into the side of it instead.

There are lots of others... but those ones stick out in my memory.

[pincheck 0]

at the age of 6 jumping of high spiked metal fence to jump over a fire, kind of short with that jump landed in front placing my left hand in the fire burned the skin off that hand

even today i can still remember the pain

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I was an avid tree-climber growing up, no safety equipment.

The trees we (my brother and me) climbed as a kid were very large... these are sugar maples that literally have Trunks that are 5-6 ft diameter (yes, I said feet) we would go up to the tops of these trees (i.e. 75-100 ft above the ground...) Fortunately for both of us... the only times I ever fell out were when I was 10 or so feet up...)

Livin' on the Edge... sleeping with my rigger's wife...

[wmw999 2,573]

Oh yeah, there was that time I decided to impress the other kids at kindergarten by tightrope walking. On a barbed wire fence .

Not bad, just some very deep scratches, but it didn't improve my social status.

Wendy W.

There is nothing more dangerous than breaking a basic safety rule and getting away with it. It removes fear of the consequences and builds false confidence. (tbrown)

[gmittar 0]

Fun with fire works, lots of them, taken apart, dumped into a plastic bottle and wrapped with duct tape, and stuck into a ceramic shit filled toilet. Anyone for shrapnel that poisions you?

Luckily no one got hit.


I went to school in India, and the school was on a hillside in the forest. We used to unwrap vines from the trees and swing around the tree over the drop off. Um, vines like that aren't all that flexible...

I actually made it all the way around, but one of my friends ended up spread eagled on a septic tank, about 6 inches from the uncovered opening.

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Seriously, W.T.F. mate?

[juanesky 0]

1.-Jumped of a roof with a queen size bed sheet, from the top of the second floor to the first one, and the first one to the ground. Then ried again with an umbrella. Lucky it did not break my bones.

2.- When I was about 8 they moved the local airport to a new location, and a cousin of mine and myself thought it would be a great idea to ride our bikes down the landing strip.

Off we went, threw the bycicles over the fence, and proceeded to ride, to our surpires that small civilian aircraft were still using the airport. We got detained by the local national guard and awaited until my dad picked us up and got a really bad and deserved spanking.

"According to some of the conservatives here, it sounds like it's fine to beat your wide - as long as she had it coming." -Billvon

[highfly 0]

I had been watching the SAS storm the embassy in London.

Mmm abseiling lets give it a go.................

Went to the nearset highest tree with some nylon rope and climbed up, secured the rope and decided to abseil from the tree.
Only thing was I didnt know you needed a figure of eight and climbing harness.

My figure of eight?.................The nylon rope wrapped twice around each hand.

I jumped from the tree and fell instantly. I landed on my back in agony not from my back but from the bloody twisted mess of my hands.
The rope and almost cut through my right hand and my left was badly burnt from the rope.

Duh!!!!!

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[juanesky 0]

Oh man, I am literally laughing my ass off with all the stories in this thread..

"According to some of the conservatives here, it sounds like it's fine to beat your wide - as long as she had it coming." -Billvon

[yamtx73 0]

I was smart enough as a kid to get my little brother to do the dumb things...

The only naturals in this sport shit thru feathers...

[TheAnvil 0]

Growing up on a farm, we raised cattle, tobacco, and pigs. We had a big black angus bull named Dignitary. Dad told me never to attempt to ride the bull. One day whilst working outside I saw some folks on horses go by. I looked to my right and low and behold, Dignitary was right by the fence. At that point in time I can specifically remember my Dad saying 'Never ride the bull' and simultaneously thinking 'what the hell does Dad know?' - I was 13ish at the time which means I knew everything, you just had to ask me. I'm sure if this had been on video, there would have been a nuclear explosion going on in a caption above my head.

So, I got Dig some corn mash and put the bucket over the fence, got his brush and brushed him for a bit. I then got up on the fence and lowered myself onto his back, straddling him. "Ha! Vinny -1, Dad -0" I thought to myself, elated at my victory over the forces of parenthood! That thought turned to one of awe and uncertainty as Dignitary raised up his head and I noticed for the first time how muscular and large his neck was. Then he turned his head at me and I'll swear the damned bull smiled at me.

The next thing I knew I was soaring through the air and luckily landed on a couple of bales of hay a few yards away. In between the blue skies and the stars going round my head, my father appeared in my clouded vision, asking me if I was ok. I told him I didn't know, and he had me move my hands, legs, fingers and then walk for a bit. He then gave me one hell of a well deserved assbeating. LMFAO.

Vinny the Anvil
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[gemini 0]

1. Pad one of my mom's rattan chairs with pillows and couch cushions, stuff one of my younger brothers in the chair, belt him in so can't move, and chunk him off the roof.

He was fine, but chair was destroyed.

2. Bigger is better right? Who wanted black cats when you could make a real big firecracker. Paper towel tube full of black powder wasn't good enough although it was very loud. How about a 3 inch foot long metal pipe with threads on both ends, end caps. All I had to do was drill a hole in one cap, fill the pipe with black powder, and insert dynamite fuse. Went to a field behind a shopping center and lite that sucker! Cops were looking for us for the rest of the day.

3. Talking a friend into pissing on an electric fence! I don't think he has spoken to me since the early 1960's.

4. Sliding down the street holding on to a pickup truck tailgate. Quick way to wear out shoes. Was a lot of fun till you fell.

5. Assuming that because I was a fairly small guy at 90-100 lbs, I could get away with picking on bigger guys! That was really dumb.

6. Trying all the open bottles in a friends dad's bar!

7. Losing my car in Austin after a party at UT. Found it the next day after I woke up in a strange apartment, full of strange people, in a strange part of town. Car was parked on a one-way street the wrong way, keys in the ignition, all the windows down. It was a 1968 396 Chevelle SS that was 2 years old!

Blue skies,

Jim

[BillyVance 35]

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***The trees we (my brother and me) climbed as a kid were very large... these are sugar maples that literally have Trunks that are 5-6 ft diameter (yes, I said feet) we would go up to the tops of these trees (i.e. 75-100 ft above the ground...)

Yep, I've climbed the same kind of trees. There was this city park just around the corner, actually adjacent to the limestone quarry that I mentioned previously. It had several of those sugar maples. They were some of the tallest trees in the neighborhood, and I went there looking to harvest mistletoe for the christmas season. I had a nice long inch-thick rope with knots tied every 18 inches or so. This one tree that had the most mistletoe in it, it's lowest branch was easily 15 feet off the ground, and there was no way I could shimmy up the 6 foot plus thick trunk. So I heaved the rope over that branch, rigged it securely, and climbed up the rope til I reached the branch. Got over it, and proceeded to climb the tree almost damn near to the top. I had to be close to 100 feet off the ground. Sheeit... Never had a problem though and took home about 6 garbage bags full of mistletoe.

"Mediocre people don't like high achievers, and high achievers don't like mediocre people." - SIX TIME National Champion coach Nick Saban

[pjchis 0]

I'm surprised there aren't more about playing with fire so I'll add mine.

Minor burns from "showing off" to my friends how long I can keep my hand on fire after dousing it in lighter fluid.
Minor burns from experimenting with some thermite I got from my cousin.
Minor burns on my face (no eyebrows) from spraying binaca flames into my face while trying to impress a girl.
Minor burns on my mouth after blowing flames using gas from a lighter.


Oh to be young and stupid...

I want to here Walt's stories!!!

[jumpinfarmer 0]

We would go to the woods across from the house and play as kids. To get there you either walked through a field or take the short way through the pasture. We were told to stay out of the pasture because they had turned a bull out with the heiffers. We took the shortcut anyway one afternoon. I had never before nor since ran as fast as I did that day. I can still hear that angus bull beller as it came after us. We didn't make the fence but climbed an apple tree and stayed there almost all afternoon with him there bellering at us.

[BillyVance 35]

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I'm surprised there aren't more about playing with fire !!!

Oh yeah, huh... I forgot about my stupid fire incident. Well I have two...

First one: Dad kept the riding mower and push mower on the front porch along with the gas can. The neighborhood back then was pretty nice. Not so these days... But anyway... There was this metal bucket/pail and while home alone, I thought it would be cool to pour a little gasoline into the bucket and light it to see what happens... while it was still on the fucking porch, which is covered with the roof overhang. You see where this is going?

Anyway, I pour about an inch of gas in there. Light a match and while crouching as far away from the bucket as I could and still be able to drop the match in, drops it in. FOOOOOMMM!!!! I don't know how, but thank god, the fireball didn't reach the roof overhang, but it did burn a significant part of the bushes that line the front of the porch.

The other time during the summer. Yep I was home alone, for a few hours anyway. I thought to myself that I miss the fires we had in the fireplace during the winters. Why not build one now? So I went and started setting up a nice pile in the fireplace. Then I lit it. Just 10 seconds into the fire I realized the goddamn flue was closed!! Ohhh fuuuck... smoke's pouring out and filling up the living room! I frantically tried to reach in and open the flue but it was too hot. Then I ran to the kitchen to get cups of water to pour on the fire and get it out as fast as I could, of course creating a lot more smoke.

When I knew I had the fire out and the smoking halted. I opened both front doors and the back porch door and set up a fan at one door, but the evidence was pretty much evident. There was no way I was going to get the smoke out in time, so I slunk straight to my room and shut the door to await my punishment when my parents got home. I think that was my saving grace as dad decided not to whoop my ass that time, but I was grounded for a few weeks.

"Mediocre people don't like high achievers, and high achievers don't like mediocre people." - SIX TIME National Champion coach Nick Saban

[kbordson 8]

Overhead pass/car surfing at 55mph

jarts... those were just asking you to do dumb things

several other unwise choices resulting in broken arms and an occasional skull fracture or two.

[Lindercles 0]

I could tell the story of the dumbest thing I did with fire as a kid, but it's certainly not the dumbest thing I've ever done with fire, so what would be the point of that?

[BillyVance 35]

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I could tell the story of the dumbest thing I did with fire as a kid, but it's certainly not the dumbest thing I've ever done with fire, so what would be the point of that?

Well tell it anyway!

"Mediocre people don't like high achievers, and high achievers don't like mediocre people." - SIX TIME National Champion coach Nick Saban