Silly things you REALLY shouldn't have said as a kid.
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I did the same exact thing, only with the word "shit," and I happened to say it really loud in the middle of my 1st grade class. Turns out there was already a variety of words not fit for public use that my 5 year old self didn't know about.Milky_Fresh said:
When I was a kid I never thought before I spoke. Once I told a friend of mine for no reason at all that he should call my sister's whores. So he did, and they called his parents. He told his parents I told him to say it. They told my sisters. I denied it because I didn't even remember doing it. He thought I sold him out. I was actually just an idiot though. I felt bad...
When I was young-ish, around 10. I remember seeing porn (yeah) and then the next day asking my dad. "Dad, in the future can I get a girl to suck my pee pee?" It's a bit hazy after that but I could imagine it being a very very awkward situation.
AngryMongoose said:
I agree, all my stories like this make me out to be just an awful person.Revolutionary47 said:
But was your dad disapoint? I'm sure your brother also appreciated you sticking up for him.PurpleSky said:
I used to tell everyone I was a robot, or I was the offspring of Storm and Wolverine from the X-Men.
...this was in high school. FML
The only thing I remembered was my mom beating down on me so I would never do something like that again.I geniunly think I would have turned out to be a bully if not for her.Paksenarrion said:
Also,what's wrong with Xmen?I'm surprised you in highschool even knew about them,girls here only wrote oracles for years on end.
I used to be so offensive as a child. I'd see people wearing fur coats and yell "WHY IS THAT WOMAN DRESSED LIKE A LLAMA" or something. Now I'm less judgemental than any of my friends, really, I don't even seem to acknowledge what people are wearing or look like, etc. But as I kid, I was a nightmare. I applaud my parents for not just leaving me somewhere and running for it.
Once when I was little, I was in a friend's car and getting a ride home from Tae Kwon Do. Her mom turned on a tape or something, and I leaned over and whispered to my friend- "It sounds like witches singing!"
She replied, "That's my mom and her choir."
Me, "Oh..." -insert apologizing here-
Her: "MOM! Guess what -insert name here- said! She said your choir sounds like witches!"
Oh, God. I don't remember details, but my face was really fucking red for the rest of the car ride.
She replied, "That's my mom and her choir."
Me, "Oh..." -insert apologizing here-
Her: "MOM! Guess what -insert name here- said! She said your choir sounds like witches!"
Oh, God. I don't remember details, but my face was really fucking red for the rest of the car ride.
Oracles? Like the Acient Greek Oracle who uttered nonsense and had priests translate for her? I'd rather have an adamantium skeleton, claws, fast regeneration, near immortality, and the ability to fly and control weather.PurpleSky said:
I beat all oracles hands down.
"Oh Great Oracle! Will the winds favor us on our journey across the Mediterranean?"
"You need good sailing wind? I'll give ya good sailing wind. Ba-da-boom. There ya go. Good sailing wind up the wazoo. And don't call me Great Oracle; I work for a livin'. I'm Stormverine."
She...she speaks with a Brooklyn accent. And also runs a trading racket in the Ancient World.
Also, I started reading about the X-Men when my brother borrowed comics from his friends. We were competitive and imaginative, and it was fun having epic mutant power fights with him, combined with "the floor is lava" game. So pretty much, he and I did the first "Obi-wan and Anakin fighting on a lava planet" scene.
mind you this I was about five at this time...
I remember at a beach once I asked my parents why they called black people black when their skin color was obviously brown.
my aunts and uncles laughed but my parents were not too happy
I remember at a beach once I asked my parents why they called black people black when their skin color was obviously brown.
my aunts and uncles laughed but my parents were not too happy
A very long time ago, when I was in grade 3, I came across a porn mag on the playground. I remember looking at it, and not 100% understanding what it was. But I stashed it in my backpack, and shoved in under my bed. About 5 months later, my dad somehow found it. I got a very long talking-to about things I didn't understand.
It was confusing.
It was confusing.