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I can't believe there's still plenty of daylight left and it's nearly 8:30.
 
dark here but also cloudy...thank god it isnt raining any more...maybe it is i cannot see out there...i hope the hell not..............
 
I have some early childhood memories. Memories of learning to walk, and of when I got too tall to walk under the kitchen table without bumping my head.
 
Okay, I'll go first. Play, play, play and more play. Certain things tend to stand out in my memory even though some of them don't seem that significant. My chubby friend David Laird falling out of our tree and breaking his back. The lizard that was crawling up the side of our house that I shot with a b.b. gun multiple times, but could not kill it. The time my friend handed me a snake and I thought it was a shoestring. I freaked out and threw it as far as I could. Playing in the cotton field behind our house. Getting spankings and cursing my dad out behind closed doors. Playing dr. with the little girl across the street and thinking I was going to hell for it. I heard she became a psychologist. I would like to see her and say hello. On and on and on and on.
 
I have a fond memory of when I was 7 years old collecting crab apples from my grandmothers apple tree and me and my cousin took them inside, ran to the bathroom, opened up the shower curtain while someone was inside...my grandfather, and started whipping them at him. I even bagged him once. He had bumps all over his body after that, it was so awesome.

Oh! I just opened my window up here in my room and saw a senior walk by...brb.
 
I was 5 and I knocked over a display table with about 50 pairs of shoes and 3 layers of glass and it all shattered everywhere and the whole mall stopped and stared at me I was scurred
 
hamstershaver said:
i remember being at a wedding reception and crawing around on the floor looking up womens dresses, i was about 3 yrs old
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LOL. I don't remember much from that age. THe one thing I remember the most clear was that I stole a piece of Brach's candy from the grocery store. It was one of those chocolate, cocunut, chewy ones.
 
bran987 said:
I was 5 and I knocked over a display table with about 50 pairs of shoes and 3 layers of glass and it all shattered everywhere and the whole mall stopped and stared at me I was scurred
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i was expecting your story to be more along the lines of you getting a dollar as a gift and putting it in your piggy bank, or selling lemonade for 5 cents less than the kid around the block in order to take him out of business quick so that you could then jack up your price
 
Kids really do mimic what they see. I remember coming home on the bus from COlorado and there was the worst little 3 year old boy I had ever met. He had a filthy mouth and talked like a liitle gangster. Kept cussing out his mother. You could tell that he had spent the majority of his time around some gangster rap music listening thug. I couldn't believe the mouth and disrespect on a kid that young.
 
I remember lots of great moments.

My Dad and I running a race and me winning when I was five. I thought that I was the shit and could outrun anyone after that.

Me hitting the class bully in the head with a swing. We fought over it and he said let me have it. So, I let him have it.

Linda C in Grade Six.

Good times.
 
biteme said:
Kids really do mimic what they see. I remember coming home on the bus from COlorado and there was the worst little 3 year old boy I had ever met. He had a filthy mouth and talked like a liitle gangster. Kept cussing out his mother. You could tell that he had spent the majority of his time around some gangster rap music listening thug. I couldn't believe the mouth and disrespect on a kid that young.
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I remember when I was growing up, I called my Dad stupid ONCE! I can't imagine what my Dad or the other old school parents that I know would do with the kids nowadays.
 
Day 1: Woke up, ate a sandwhich, went to sleep.

Day 2: Woke up, ate a sandwhich, went to sleep.

Day 3: Woke up, ate a sandwhich, went to sleep.

Day 4: Woke up, ate a sandwhich, went to sleep.

Day 5: Woke up, ate a sandwhich, went to sleep.

Day 6: Woke up, ate a sandwhich, went to sleep.

Day 7: Woke up, ate a sandwhich, went to sleep.

Day 8: Woke up, ate a sandwhich, went to sleep.

Day 9: Woke up, ate a sandwhich, went to sleep....

and so on and so forth........

Zig
 
hamstershaver said:
i was expecting your story to be more along the lines of you getting a dollar as a gift and putting it in your piggy bank, or selling lemonade for 5 cents less than the kid around the block in order to take him out of business quick so that you could then jack up your price
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ah ok
I was about 7 and I played a lot of tennis, so I got those wraps for your neck that you freeze in the freezer then when you go outside to play you can put them on your neck between games to cool off or you can sell them to the parents while they are watching their kids. I was selling those pretty well.

then some other kid started selling those fans that had a spray bottle attached to them so it mists your face and he was really cutting into my business, so I found out where he bought those and then I started selling the neck wrap and bottle bundled for a discounted price at the tennis tournaments on the weekends. so the other kid asked me where I got the neck wraps so he could sell them together too and I told him I'd tell him but he couldn't sell at the weekend tournaments anymore when the big business was, only country clubs on weekdays. we shook on it and he kept up his end of the bargain.

I made almost a thousand bucks that summer. and yep I put it in my piggy bank. I wish I had invested it in the stock market though.
 
bran987 said:
ah ok
I was about 7 and I played a lot of tennis, so I got those wraps for your neck that you freeze in the freezer then when you go outside to play you can put them on your neck between games to cool off or you can sell them to the parents while they are watching their kids. I was selling those pretty well.

then some other kid started selling those fans that had a spray bottle attached to them so it mists your face and he was really cutting into my business, so I found out where he bought those and then I started selling the neck wrap and bottle bundled for a discounted price at the tennis tournaments on the weekends. so the other kid asked me where I got the neck wraps so he could sell them together too and I told him I'd tell him but he couldn't sell at the weekend tournaments anymore when the big business was, only country clubs on weekdays. we shook on it and he kept up his end of the bargain.

I made almost a thousand bucks that summer. and yep I put it in my piggy bank. I wish I had invested it in the stock market though.
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My granny agreed to pay me a quarter for every batter that I struck out when she came from Dallas to Houston to watch me play. I struck out 15 batters. I don't think she was prepared to pay that much. That was a chunk of change in those days. I'm pretty ancient.
 
bran987 said:
ah ok
I was about 7 and I played a lot of tennis, so I got those wraps for your neck that you freeze in the freezer then when you go outside to play you can put them on your neck between games to cool off or you can sell them to the parents while they are watching their kids. I was selling those pretty well.

then some other kid started selling those fans that had a spray bottle attached to them so it mists your face and he was really cutting into my business, so I found out where he bought those and then I started selling the neck wrap and bottle bundled for a discounted price at the tennis tournaments on the weekends. so the other kid asked me where I got the neck wraps so he could sell them together too and I told him I'd tell him but he couldn't sell at the weekend tournaments anymore when the big business was, only country clubs on weekdays. we shook on it and he kept up his end of the bargain.

I made almost a thousand bucks that summer. and yep I put it in my piggy bank. I wish I had invested it in the stock market though.
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lmao, good post bud
 
biteme said:
My granny agreed to pay me a quarter for every batter that I struck out when she came from Dallas to Houston to watch me play. I struck out 15 batters. I don't think she was prepared to pay that much. That was a chunk of change in those days. I'm pretty ancient.
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nice! good motivation huh? :)
 
THe story my mother loves to tell: I use to let this kid borrow my stuff because his family was poor. He borrowed my hat one day and we were tested for lice soon after at the school. I came running down the street (I walked home after school) with all the mothers outside waiting on their kids and I was shouting, " I got it! I got it! Hey Mother! I got Lice!" LOL. She said she wanted to crawl under a rock and I'll never forget my dad scalding my head to get rid of them.
 
i got my head stuck in a mailbox for 2 hours. my parents were worrid.lol.
 
Wootoom said:
i got my head stuck in a mailbox for 2 hours. my parents were worrid.lol.
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Haha! Surely I've done dumber things. Just give me some time to think.
 
Wootoom said:
i got my head stuck in a mailbox for 2 hours. my parents were worrid.lol.
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Bro, we are talking about things that happened in childhood...not while you were taking a brake from working on your fence.
 
Ok when i was in kindergarten, we were in the lunchroom and we had those tables that you could fold up
well i was bored and I stuck my arm in the crack between the tables.....and couldnt get it out. it was stuck and i was crying and stuff. and the teachers had to use butter to get it out

also stuck my barbies head near a heater to see what would happen and her hair burnt off
 
SoKlueles said:
Ok when i was in kindergarten, we were in the lunchroom and we had those tables that you could fold up
well i was bored and I stuck my arm in the crack between the tables.....and couldnt get it out. it was stuck and i was crying and stuff. and the teachers had to use butter to get it out

also stuck my barbies head near a heater to see what would happen and her hair burnt off
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butter????? :lmao: !! man that sucks
 
SoKlueles said:
Ok when i was in kindergarten, we were in the lunchroom and we had those tables that you could fold up
well i was bored and I stuck my arm in the crack between the tables.....and couldnt get it out. it was stuck and i was crying and stuff. and the teachers had to use butter to get it out

also stuck my barbies head near a heater to see what would happen and her hair burnt off
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i bet you licked your arms when you got out
 
My dad taking my sister and I out to breakfast at this diner in Brooklyn. Then we would go to the candy store that ran illegal numbers. While he was playing numbers, my sister and I would get bags and bags of free candy and the owner would give us quarters to put into the Ms. Pacman machine.

Yes, I know, not quite a story from the Waltons.
 
when i was 4 i stole a piece of gum from a grocery store and was chewing it and my mom got in the car and said "where did u get that?" and i just pointed in the store
and she made me go back in with a dime to pay for it and i was crying and stuff
and then i got my ass kicked when i got home too
talk bout a double whammy
 
SoKlueles said:
Ok when i was in kindergarten, we were in the lunchroom and we had those tables that you could fold up
well i was bored and I stuck my arm in the crack between the tables.....and couldnt get it out. it was stuck and i was crying and stuff. and the teachers had to use butter to get it out

also stuck my barbies head near a heater to see what would happen and her hair burnt off
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I got that one beat! (Remember Jaws) Once I stayed behind in the classroom while everyone went to lunch (Second grade). I peed just a little in the corner of the room. I think it gave me a thrill to get away with doing something naughty. It came back to bite me. Later, I was using the restroom and I looked up to see these little girls laughing at me and I'm thinking to myself, "Why are they laughing?" Suddenly it hit me like a ton of bricks that I was in the girl's restroom.
 
i was riding my bike when i was about 6 or 7 and i ripped off the rubber handles on the handle bars...well a bee got down in there and when i got on the bike to ride home the bastard come out and stung me in the damn face
 
I was little and on tour and my older brother brought strange women to my room and was banging them, but I didn't understand what was going on, I thought they were hurting them ... it was very upsetting.

Wait that wasn't me. That was Michael Jackson.
 
angel_girl said:
i was riding my bike when i was about 6 or 7 and i ripped off the rubber handles on the handle bars...well a bee got down in there and when i got on the bike to ride home the bastard come out and stung me in the damn face
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Wow.. Your still upset about this after all these years.
Do you ever wonder what your life would have been like if that bee had not stung you?
 
slat1 said:
Wow.. Your still upset about this after all these years.
Do you ever wonder what your life would have been like if that bee had not stung you?
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i am not upset!!! my life would be the same as it is now!
 
when i was in middle school, jam shorts were in and my mom had made me ALOT of them
and i was at a friends house and we were walking in the woods and a danged bee flew up my shorts legs and i had to pull my shorts down to get it out
and my friend was laughing her butt off
 
one time i had to take a dump really bad when i was 2 or 3...i asked the teacher if i could go she said yes but some dick was using the bathroom playing with himself prolly.
so i wait for like 5 minutes and hes still not out and im about to expload in my pants, i gotta shit so bad....so i ask the teacher if i can use the girls bathroom cause dickhead is taking too long....she says no way (noon ewas even in there-they are individual bathrooms like at barbershops not the big public restrooms-)
so 15 minutes more, and im like nooo and i make a dash for the girls bathroom cause i cant hold it much longer and BOOM, all out my shorts all over my socks and shoes...it sucked

there are cubbies for each kid to bring a change of clothes, and the worst part was the asshole teacher who didnt let me go to the bathroom then said "you need to start bringing a change of clothes, because your obviously not potty trained"


i got kicked out of that school (yes i got kicked out of kindergarten) a couple years later but thats a diff story- i have a good memory about stuff
 
I have memories of my childhood where I would play with my neighbor regularly. They had a big house with all the toys (I had none), so me, my brother and sister would go to their house and play on their property. Our parents were semi-friend, but we always felt that we were the inferior one.
Now, looking back years later I see that they are financially struggling almost to the point of declaring bankruptcy.
 
SublimeZM said:
one time i had to take a dump really bad when i was 2 or 3...i asked the teacher if i could go she said yes but some dick was using the bathroom playing with himself prolly.
so i wait for like 5 minutes and hes still not out and im about to expload in my pants, i gotta shit so bad....so i ask the teacher if i can use the girls bathroom cause dickhead is taking too long....she says no way (noon ewas even in there-they are individual bathrooms like at barbershops not the big public restrooms-)
so 15 minutes more, and im like nooo and i make a dash for the girls bathroom cause i cant hold it much longer and BOOM, all out my shorts all over my socks and shoes...it sucked

there are cubbies for each kid to bring a change of clothes, and the worst part was the asshole teacher who didnt let me go to the bathroom then said "you need to start bringing a change of clothes, because your obviously not potty trained"


i got kicked out of that school (yes i got kicked out of kindergarten) a couple years later but thats a diff story- i have a good memory about stuff
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Is it ironic that I actually shit my pants laughing so hard at that LMFA
 
i remember when i was a kid i could ride a bike for hours...now if i do it for an hour or two i feel like i got run over by a car....
 
jrc04444 said:
i remember when i was a kid i could ride a bike for hours...now if i do it for an hour or two i feel like i got run over by a car....
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I use to could run several miles and not even break a sweat for the first 2 miles or so. Now, if I run a half mile, it feels like a marathon. My muscles are still big though. LOL I just haven't being doing cardio much at all and man do you lose it fast.
 
jrc04444 said:
I HATE GETTING OLD!!! someone please find the fountain of youth and let me know where it is..."live hard and die young"
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you quoted me...... :qt: would give you k but cannot gotta spread it first...
 
ceasar989 said:
Is it ironic that I actually shit my pants laughing so hard at that LMFA
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if you think that was funny do a search for THE ultimate shit story...i honestly cant remember whose it was, but he was in europe with school or something like that and somthing about a bus, and shittying, throwing away underwear, and wading in knee deep shit. the way it was written and the story itself made me laugh so hard (and if u find it link me)
 
what kid didnt shit their pants......its part of life...i remember in little league some kid on my team shit his pants while he was pitching on the mound....awful....i think it was a shart.......
 
also...pulling an all nighter and being able to function the next day without drugs.....shit in highschool i would go out allot and still make it to shcool at 8....fuck if im not in bed and get a solid 8hrs my whole day is ruined...
 
jrc04444 said:
also...pulling an all nighter and being able to function the next day without drugs.....shit in highschool i would go out allot and still make it to shcool at 8....fuck if im not in bed and get a solid 8hrs my whole day is ruined...
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i think age makes a big difference...i need atleast 10 hours of sleep or i am done for the day.......my family knows to run and hide...lol....when i was a teen i could stay up all night and be fine.....
 
SublimeZM said:
holy hell

fill us in
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Sometimes hate will motivate the wicked

sometimes hate will motivate the just

sometimes hate will be your friend

for me it drives my workouts...anger, pain, the dark side of the force
 
musclemuscle said:
Sometimes hate will motivate the wicked

sometimes hate will motivate the just

sometimes hate will be your friend

for me it drives my workouts...anger, pain, the dark side of the force
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ohh now i get it?
 
musclemuscle said:
being stabbed with a screwdriver by my father...

that I will never forget :)
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j/k

lol...

I am sorry, I couldn't resist

My dad never stabbed me with a screwdriver.
 
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