Dangerous stuff you did as a child

I was just thinking about stuff that I did that should have killed me or injured me.

One time I was messing around with some bottle rockets and took one to the eye. I had my thumb out so it hit me in the corner of my eye towards the nose. The doctor said just a hair to the side and I would have had eye damage. I did get to wear an eye patch for a week though. ARRGGGHH

I did tons of stuff like that. Anyone else jump off houses, bike jumps, ect?

 

hmmm if I listed that stuff I'd probally be banned, turned into red, or laughed out of dp

What the hell I'll list a few, some might not kill but can cause permanent injury.

For Football games I would do my best barefist and headbutt to dent or destroy metal lockers for my team mates. Having 2 knee surgeries and multiple other injuries I was kept pretty doped up to play so I didn't realy feel it. I also played full scrimmage w/o any pads or helmet with everyone else on the team who was wearing full pads. 'doped up might be the reason I ultimately had to have a third knee scope '

I have smashed stereos over my head, crushed in fenders with my fists, got drunk one time and sliced my arm up realy bad with a razor after being called a pussy for not letting this gang banger give me a tattoo 'of which I had the scars covered with a tat' and way to many other things that'd probally take the wacko crown away from Nintendo.

 

Probably the funniest thing I did was my dad had a huge barn with a lot of square bails of hay. A bunch of kids would come over and we'd divide into teams. Basically one team would go inside the barn and rig up traps while the other would wait outside.

We would put up trip wires, put in poles at ankle height to trip people, string wire up at throat height, remove hay bails to make big pits and then cover the pits with loose hay, and all kinds of other traps. Then we'd turn off the lights and the outside team would have to chase the team that set all the traps. Basically, everyone would get hurt.

Fun times.

 

LOL, Shannon you are lucky to be alive hehehe, I sledded off my garage roof repeatedly when young, I also started the charcoal grill on fire in a closed garage when 6 waiting for my mom to get home on a cold day lol. hmm what else, I tested the theory of an appliance in water by stipping a lamp cord, plugging it into a wall outlet and dipping the shiny copper starnds into a large tupperware bowl, nothing happened so I stuck my hand in, still nothing, I geuss it needed to be grounded... Used to get kicks out of knocking the lights out in class, I would sneak under a table and take a 4" chink of coat hanger wire and form a "c" shape out of it, next I would insert it into a live outlet, tripping the breaker, it only hurt for a second...

 

Ok so take it I was the only crazy/psycho person on here as a child. The other stuff listed was my normal every day activities, I thought it was 'normal'

 

Bottle rocket wars were fun, but incredibly stupid. We would roll up a tube of posterboard to a diameter of approximately 1". Duct tape around it, and seal off one end with tinfoil and more tape. Take the smallest bottle rockets or moonrockets you can buy, light fuse, drop into tube, hold tube like a bazooka, launch at friends. Everyone wore sunglasses, that was the only protection we used. One of my buddies still has partial deafness in his left ear because a bottlerocket exploded next to his head. Don't try it at home, unless you like an eternal ringing sound for the rest of your life.

Roman candle wars, BB-gun wars with cardboard armor.... Growing up bored in the South with access to fireworks, slingshots, and BB guns is a recipe for trouble.

 

Did you ever try all of those while driving cars? Now that's fun stuff!

 

I think some of the skateboard ramps and bike tracks/ramps we made were pretty dangerous. And NOBODY even thought of wearing padding or helmets.

I also remember having rock fights quite often.

Our games of "Smear the Queer" got out of hand and a lot of people got hurt.

We also used to shoot BB guns at each other. The rule was that you could only pump the gun once but we used to go up to four or five.

 

OMG, I forgot about the BB gun fights! We had lots of those. Sucked though, my buddy had a 10 pump rifle and I had a shitty little 1 pump 130 fps handgun. Roman candle wars still happen to this year every 4th.

 

Driving fast on a dirt road when it's pitch black out and only using your blinker for a light source is still kind of fun.

 

Do those still exist? I can't remember the last time I was on one of them, they can be fun but I hate them! To easy to chip the hell out of your cars paint

 

LOL. Do they still exist. Yeah all over the place. My dad still lives on one. You actually have to drive on a couple of dirt roads to get to his dirt road.

 

We did that in Tucson, Arizona w/ a rented Neon. We had to put the garden hose on the engine for a few minutes the next morning to get it started.

It had just 2,000 miles on it and we returned it w/ bushes and rabit guts and fur stuck all over the car.

 

I'm going to my dad's neighbors for Thanksgiving. They have a long tradition of Skeet Shooting after Thanksgiving dinner.

You know turkey, beer, and shotguns were meant to go together.

 

Lol, that must be some kind of universal BB-gun war rule. The good old one-pump only rule. Everyone broke it, that's why we wore cardboard armor sometimes. Now I play paintball, much more civilized

I remember rock fights too, and dirt-clod fights, which usually turned into rock fights... Stick fights were a big hit too, build two opposing forts in the woods and toss sticks/rocks at each other.

We had a rope-swing off a tree, on the edge of a cliff that was 30ft above the ground. That was fun, but a few friends definitely got torn knee ligaments, broken bones, etc.

 

I tried paintball once. It seemed too structured. I played with guys that were way too serious about it. I mean they had little hand signals and wore camelbacks for water and you had to wear camouflage.

We walked around forever before we finally "engaged" the other team. Basically I just wanted to run around and shoot people.

Where I grew up there was a feed store that sold swords, chinese stars, butterfly knives, ect.

The good news is they sold them to kids.

 

PM me about the rest

 

The funniest dangerous thing I've done in my childhood was probably when I combatted a police with an ironstick at the Gothenbourgh (almost)revolution 2001.

 

My brother and I played car football. We were around 12 and ended up with a junk car from my cousin, but it still ran. We took the doors, hood, and rear hatch off. One person would have to drive around the yard (we had a few acres) and the other person would have to throw the football into the moving car and the driver had to catch it...the car was had a manual transmission which made it really fun. We hit a the fence a few times paying more attention to the football than where we were going.

Before we had the car, we had a couple of 4 wheelers. We were really young then. We had to be about 7 when we went out for the first time. It was snowing, so they weren't going really fast, but then we hit pavement. We got the speed up really quick to hit another patch of ice. The thing flipped over and landed on us. I was on the back and got burned by the motor. The axil busted in half. We were with our dad and had to walk a few blocks back home with the busted pile of junk. After we got it fix, we ran into a parked car with it once and set off the alarm. That scared the crap out of us.