When I was little I was tearing my grandmother necklaces. I loved to do that. It's just as well she wasn't annoyed with me.

I accidentally punched another kid in the face whilst playing footy (was going for the ball, and he got there a split-second before I did) and broke his nose. He & his brother took revenge the next time we played his team, and split my cheek open. Still got the scar...

My cousins broke my leg when I was five, and I told my parents that I thought it would get better if they bought me McDonalds. Because of that, and because I kept trying to walk on it (whingeing is almost a hanging offence in my family), they didn't believe that I'd done anything serious.

We (myself and my neighbours) used to billycart down the huge hill near our place. This hill is so steep that my car needs a run-up to make it up without a struggle, and we used to race down it without even a helmet - we'd just post lookouts around the blind corner to warn anyone coming along that they needed to get out of the way. We used to 'surf' on the neighbour's dam too - basically, you put a surfboard on one bank, take a running leap onto it, and hope that your momentum would get you across to the other side!

Umm...I broke my arm surfing (real surfing) when I was 12, and didn't want the boys to think I was weak so stayed out on the water for another hour. Similar situation when I was 14 -was hiking with a group of friends, fell badly & wrecked my knee, then walked the best part of 20km on it the next day...nine years on and I'm still paying dearly for that one.

Heh, when I was little, you could never give me a Sharpie, because I'd draw all over EVERYTHING with it - including myself.

I think I was just really tempted by the whole "permenant" idea.

Oh, and I liked the smell a lot, too. So I'd color things to smell them. XD

i cut my hair at a young age but who hasnt

when i went to the bathroom at a resturaunt the waiter took my food away. when i came back and found that out, i walked into the kitchen and yelled at the waiter.

The dumbest thing I did was try to jump out my hallway window to my friends who stayed next door hallway window. Dumb dumb dumb! If thats not enuff I hung my little sister (she was about 10) out the window and tried to toss her into the window, DUMB DUMB DUMB was I

To put it simple, destroyed the dining room ceiling and a room of a fancy french hotel.

We aren't welcome back there.

Well well...

I drew a moustache on mine and my sister's face with permanent sharpie..
(still regret it..it hurt soooo much to take it off!)
Me,my sister and 2 cousins rode my bike all together(a tiny BMX it was)
and fell on a tree...my poor bike got destroyed!
I played basketball with my dad,and tried to get the ball by running onto him...
No wonder,he tripped over a rock and fell onto me!
And the best of the best,is when I threw a rock at the rooster
and he was running after me and
my pregnant mom who happened to be there!..

And more, when I was really little, I thought it'd be fun to make a parachute jump, or just a flight from the two-storey bed.
Bang! Aaaaaaaaaah!!!
So my mom had to end the phone talk because of me...

I would say I was about 5, and I wanted to go sledding. Problem was, it was July. Yeah. So I took a sheet and spread it down the stairs leading to the basement. And as I was sitting at the top of the stairs, just about to sled down the stairs, into a brick wall, my mom stopped me. :banghead: Seriously, what was I thinking?!?

OMG dude you were harsh. If I even pulled a strand of someone's hair out I would be dead and buried by now.

I remember once, I tried to keep a bunch of snails as pets. I grabbed a jar out of my mother's cupboard and put the snails in it, and closed the lid without putting air holes or snail food in it. The snails died of course, and because I was very young I wasn't sure what to do with it, so I just put it back on my mother's jar shelf.

She got a nasty surprise when she went to open it weeks later... She says the smell was awful. =(

Another time when I was about six, we had ravens roosting in our chimney. You could sometimes hear them making noise up there. One of them came down and was beating against the wire mesh we had over the opening, and I felt bad for it so I opened up the mesh. Then we had a raven in our house, and my parents were angry with me for letting a disease-ridden bird into our house.

A different time, another raven got into our house on its own. It ran into the glass door and died. My mother wanted to throw it away, but I insisted we give it a proper burial. A long long time later, our dog dug it up. It was only a skeleton. The dog brought it to me, proud as could be. I made my brother take it and throw it away, realizing that it would be useless to try and bury it again.

I remember that I brushed the dog's teeth with my mother's toothbrush. Hahah, and then I put it back and didn't tell her about it. At the time, I didn't even think about it, but now I feel awful. I must have been about seven years old.

I also use to try and sneak snails into the house... in my mouth. I was probably two, or less than that.

where I lived as a Kid had a huge kinda feld that we accedently started on fire

there was this stuff called Hordac slime and once it got old it congeled into a gel like subtance I through it up on the ceiling and it stuck there and I thought the best way to get it off was to burn it there is a beauty of a scorch mark there to this day

took apart my brothers heavy closet door apart and knock two holes in the wall the scars of which are still there too

got our dog Dropy Drunk (sorry Dropy)

Fell out of trees but who hasn't


there is so much more my brother and sister and me where the type of kids who wern't let in the house becuse we would cause myhem and distruction

In my defence, the bath brush thing was accidental and happened when I was three (shared bathtimes=danger), the danish arrow incident was also an accident and the head stapling... well, that 'experiment' occurred when I was four. My big bro is actually seven years older than me and I'm a girl, so I guess I was trying to keep up with the rough and tumble! He used to let me tag along with his 'gang' of friends, hence the danish arrows (weapons of his 'army'!), and there aren't a lot of brothers who would have put up with annoying sisters at that age, so I look after him now! I'm now nonviolent, except when it comes to the Sims! :D

As a little kid, 2 or 3, I used to swallow a lot of stuff. Including marbles...
I was around 4 years old at the time and I was in kindergarten (or preschool but we call it kindergarten). I had a friend there who was quite rebellious and did bad stuff (and even started fights, LOL). We were outside that day and we thought of a "cool" thing to do. We filled some boxes with sand and then went to throw the sand in one of the classrooms where the window was opened. The sand fell over the stuffed toys. Then one of the teachers noticed us and then they all chased us around the yard. They caught us and made us sit on the bench for the rest of the time.
Another time, I was 6 and I lost my sister's giraffe toy in the kindergarten. I saw a similar one in the toy box and took it.
In the first grade, we had a mouse in a cage in the classroom. One day I took it out to pet it, but it somehow got away from my hands and ran behind the big bookshelves. The teacher had to get on the floor to get it out. :P
Later in the 1st grade, I broke a finger of a classmate while we played dodgeball or how is it called. At first, I didn't know I broke it, but then they all went blaming and yelling at me so I ran away from school. And the funny thing is, I surely can't throw.

That's all I can remember.

Haha, lots of things. One I remember is putting tonnes of grass, mud, worms ect. from the ground into a bottle, with water. It looked like like a milkshake, so we gave it to my cousin and she puked.

Haha...even though we've matured in age, we still do stupid stuff. AND SO DO YOU GUYS!!! I'm not the only crazy one out their.

Hehe, I was keeping snails every summer! But happily, they didn't die. But the funniest part is, that my neighbours friends were keeping snails, too, and we were making a snails run, creating a snails garden... Ahhh, I'll never forget those brilliant times...

When I was seven I cut my hair with scissors and then proceeded to go to my mother with the hair I cut in one hand and the pair of scissors in my other hand and said, 'It just fell out.' Needless to say, my mother didn't believe me.

I ate wet cat food just to see what it taste like. I ate wet dog food to see if it tasted any different right after the cat food.

I put salt in a freshwater tank full of fish because I thought it would make them saltwater fish.

I used to catch caterpillars and place them in a jar without air holes then wonder why they would always die.

I dug out my mother's really expensive house plant and replaced it with a nearly dead bean plant I had grew in a class project.

I used to put glue all over my hands, wait till it dried and peel it off in front of people just to see them look creeped out, I made two people faint.

Lol, I still do that now. Its fun!

I burried my brothers gi- joes in the back yard

I also used to put glue on my hands and peel it off when it dried

kneed my brother in his area for making me mad

when i was 5 my brother and i were up north with our bikes and scooters and followed my cousins into the trails in the woods and there was a board across some logs and i of course followed my brother and my bike went flying and i fell right on the boards. lucky i didnt hit the logs bike was fine and i was bruised but good

I think the most stupid thing i ever did was attempt to go down my stairs in a washing basket. This was extra-stupid because there's a wall at the bottom of my stairs which i hit pretty darn hard. So yeah, i wasn't exactly the brightest bulb in the box.

We used to own a really big farm and we had a lot of cattle.My dad would always buy big blocks of cow salt for his cattle and my brothers and I used to lick the cows salt blocks right after the cows licked it.I look back on that now and wonder how could we do something so gross and stupid.

Oh boy - I think we have all done a number of stupid things.

The first thing is something that I was too young to remember, but my dad loves bringing up the story to embarrass me. To give you some context, this was more or less 1987 South Africa, so apartheid was still in effect. My family, however, did not give two hoots and would regularly shop at the local Shoprite where most of the non-white residents would shop. We, however, were most definitely white. This was not normally a problem. Until one day when my dad took me to the shops like my mom normally did. Dad was carrying me because I was 4 and the shops were very crowded that day and nobody wants their kid to wander off. Unfortunately for him there happened to be a young black boy behind us. This was not remarkable. What was remarkable to my young little mind was his outfit: black hat, black shirt, black pants and even black shoes. Somehow, I had NEVER seen someone dressed entirely in black before then and I decided that this was a most noteworthy outfit and deserved my dad's attention. "Daddy, look, a little black boy!" Apparently my mortified dad didn't quite figure out my logic just yet and tried shushing me. At which point I just got louder and louder "But Daddy! He is ALL black! Look, daddy! Look! A black boy!" Needless to say my dad got us out of the shop as quickly as possible since I was making a huge scene (because he was not looking at my discovery) and my response to getting shushed was to get louder because I WANTED him to look and we were pissing people off. It was only later that he discovered that I was referring to the boy's interesting choice of clothing and not his race (which I had no concept of at the time). While that was stupid, in my defence, it was done in innocence and not in the way it was interpreted at the time.

Other stupid things I have done.

*Played hide and seek with my parents while on holiday and visiting an aquarium, without telling them first... just after they saw a news report about some kids in the area being abducted. I just decided it would be fun to play and went and hid - I didn't know about the abductions!

* Digging a hole in the sand at the beach until I reached water, and getting stuck in it.

*Eating any food I found on the floor. :/ I gave myself tonsillitis this way, while on holiday and far from home and comforts. I also once picked up a blob of marmite that was stuck on the carpet and discovered too late that it was actually doggy diarrhoea. There was much screaming.

*Completely ignoring the expensive brand new toys my parents and grandparents had bought me for Christmas and building a house out of the boxes that took up 3/4 of the passageway. Then throwing a fit when my mom threw it out.

*Throwing a temper tantrum and attempting to run away from home (just pretend, not really - I was planning on walking around for a few hours and then going to a friend's house to call home since I DID have school the next day) to make my parents realise how much they loved me. Unfortunately my grandma found the note and got REALLY worried and broke down in tears so my Dad was REALLY angry when he found me, a whole 2 blocks away... Yes. Running away at 2pm on a Sunday afternoon was probably not the best idea.

*My brain shut off for a day at age 12, when my MUCH younger brother and dad were playing wrestling and I decided that I wanted to play too. I told my brother to tag me and then proceeded to jump from the couch knees first into my dad's back (he was on the ground on his stomach) WWF style. Yeah... I don't know what I was thinking, if I was.

I think that sums up some of the MOST stupid stuff I did. Other than that I was mostly rational. Mostly.

Haha, man this thread is hilarious. I'm glad I wasn't the only kid who did ridiculous stuff.

- I got a mini-gumball machine once that had about 8 different flavors and my mom said I could only have 2. So of course when she wasn't looking I took one of each, and probably more. Then when I was watching TV I remembered my dad saying something about 'if you chewed gum in class you'd have to put it on your forehead as punishment.' So I tried it and tried it again and like 4 more times just waiting for my bangs to get caught. And they did. So naturally I went upstairs and cut them off, diagonally at that. I was 5.

- I threw an animal cracker onto the newly fertilized grass at this school we were staying at. And gave it to this kid in my class I hated. My best friend at the time ratted me out. I was six.

-Walked around for about half the day with my skirt tucked into my stockings. I was six.

-Played dog with my sister and let her but a collar on me that was a belt. I was 4. Mom wasn't happy with the choking factor.

- Ate mud because it looked like chocolate and I was hungry. I was 9.

- accidentally got permanent marker on one of the Disney videocases (101 Dalmatians to be exact) and decided that licking it off would be the best. Ended up with a black tongue and my mom's exact words were, "Why's your tongue black? Did you lick permanent marker?" I was 5.

- And the kicker. I loved the movie Batman Returns. I wanted to be Catwoman (still do). I watched it everyday. So when my mom was in the shower, I pushed a chair over to the microwave and got the furniture polish from where my mom kept it (I helped her and her OCD with the housework everyday) and actually put it in the microwave. I was pressing the buttons when my mom came down in her robe and asked me what I was doing. "I wanted to see if the house would blow up." I answered. The rest is a blur of my mom lifting me out of the chair by my shoulders and a lot of yelling. Oh I was 3.

You mean, your sister's hair never grew back? But how?