From the age of 3-6 i would eat a new box of butter that I found in the house. A story my older cousin takes great pleasure of telling everyone around whenever shes sees me: when she was babysitting me I started eating the last of the butter (maybe about half a stick). She took it away and put in in the fridge but I, being a persistent bastard, went into the fridge and started eating it she took it away and hid it. I found it and hid away somewhere and kept eating it. This cycle went on until the butter was gone. I don't know why she takes such great pleasure in telling this story considering it advertises that she got outsmarted by a 3-year-old.
Stupid things you did as a child?
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If only society could see us for what we truly are...madbird-valiant said:
They still think we did it because we didn't know any better.
I hit my head on a giant lego block, no idea why, just BAM! Head-lego! This, in turn led to a 4 inch gash above my eye. After going to the emergency room, I was told I was going to get stitches, being 3 at the time and not knowing what stiches were I was calm and composed. That is until a needle started coming at my eye. Again being 3, I freaked out. It took 4 nurses and my mom to hold me down even while I was strapped to a table. Needless to say, this insident has left me scared for life with a phobia of needles.
When I was 5 I was jumping back and forth over a 1ft wall and tripped somehow, flipped in the air and came down, chin first, on the wall. Was bleeding, etc, and I had to get stickes, have like a 2cm wide scar on the bottom of my chin now. Good times.
I also got stabbed in the eye by a Swan's beak when I took to long to feed it. The eye was fine but my god that hurt like a *****.
I also got stabbed in the eye by a Swan's beak when I took to long to feed it. The eye was fine but my god that hurt like a *****.
I somehow bit my toungue in half longways when I was about 4-5, and had a snake tongue for awhile. I still have no idea how I did it. There was no blood, there was no pain, I simply jumped off of a jungle gym, hit the ground on my feet, walked away, and as I walked, my tongue felt weird. Then, I checked, and it was split in half partially (about halfway back, but stopped before the part where the tongue goes down the throat). My mom even checked, and was completely freaked out. I still have a small white scar on my tongue from it, though it's hard to see.
Most of my stupid stuff I did was because of the crazy medicine's they had me on for awhile for the ADHD and OCD, and when I got off of that crap, I actually became a lot more normal.
In case you couldn't tell, I'm a fierce opponent to medicating, and only like it used in situations where nothing else works.
Most of my stupid stuff I did was because of the crazy medicine's they had me on for awhile for the ADHD and OCD, and when I got off of that crap, I actually became a lot more normal.
In case you couldn't tell, I'm a fierce opponent to medicating, and only like it used in situations where nothing else works.
I killed my goldfish just like the little girl in Kill Bill did, that is I took it out of its bowl and stepped on it.
I was about three years old back then and I wanted to see how strong the fish was.
Not very strong it seemed.
I was shocked afterwards and it took me a few days (and a new goldfish which survived for a very long time) to get over it.
In kindergarten I once jammed a tiny piece of paper up my ear. I couldn't get it out again and forgot about it. Six years later, the doctor who was treating my sister for some ear infection decided to check my ears as well. Out came the piece of paper (barely recognizable by the print on it) to everyones surprise.
I also once tried hand feeding a swan and of course it bit me, hard. Ducks, geese and swans are evil when it comes to little kids.
I was about three years old back then and I wanted to see how strong the fish was.
Not very strong it seemed.
I was shocked afterwards and it took me a few days (and a new goldfish which survived for a very long time) to get over it.
In kindergarten I once jammed a tiny piece of paper up my ear. I couldn't get it out again and forgot about it. Six years later, the doctor who was treating my sister for some ear infection decided to check my ears as well. Out came the piece of paper (barely recognizable by the print on it) to everyones surprise.
I also once tried hand feeding a swan and of course it bit me, hard. Ducks, geese and swans are evil when it comes to little kids.
When I was 5 I tryed to pick some fire from the fire place with my bare hands. I couldn't but I keep trying.
I thought it was a good idea to put my bike in a small, shitty open top trailer and let someone with a go-kart drive away with it, while I was sitting on the bike. Ofcourse I fell of the trailer, and I got a handlebar embedded in my head. I still got a scar from that.
And I checked a hot grill if it was hot: yes, yes it was.
And I checked a hot grill if it was hot: yes, yes it was.
I thought scars were already thought of as sexy?dr.pepper said:
This explains so much. Both the wall part, and the dude who disappeared part.MaxTheReaper said:
Hearing that eggs can support a massive amount of weight, I stand on a box of eggs. Inadvertently, all the eggs smashed and the ground is all sticky.