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When i was about 14 i seen a cute little house in a garden and wanted it lol i said to this poor lad get me it and i will give you a pound so he jumps over the fence and was half way over when this guy comes out and boots him up the bum hahahahahahComment
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Another time when mum when shopping id end up in the second hand video shop next door and demand the guy play my tapes and music , he used to do it no problems but one day he was busy and told me not to day darling so i walk out in disgust and lock him in the shop the shop was down off the road behind a small wall , he was locked in there for 4 hours and had been trying to wave people into the shop and they was terrified mum went nuts at me HAHAHAHAHAHALast edited by Karen-bionic-fan; Jul 12, '11, 11:58 AM.Comment
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I was a star wars freak and loved Lea and collected the lot there was this fat kid in my class so i swapped him 50p for a chewbacca belt 7 star wars figures and a sticker album and two small play-sets he did it hahahahahaComment
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i'm lucky I never lost an eye or finger to fireworks. We always had a coffee can full of them and I was always trying different combinations of bottle rockets and firecrackers to get a better boom.
One day my brother and I placed a ton of fireworks under that coffee can and lit them. I can still see the can flying over our house. One minute later my dad walks in the back yard with the can in his hand. We had missed beaning him by inches. I'm fortunate my brother is 13 years older than me because he was the one that got into trouble over that.Last edited by mitchedwards; Jul 12, '11, 12:35 PM.
Think B.A. Where did you hide the Megos?Comment
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Wow Mike what a fun topic
as a kid
playing in junkyards, abandones houses and cars no fear of rats snakes or any of them
going for a swin in a resovoir or Quarry (done both) where it's posted no swimming lucky I didn't drown
Jumping off the roof of a 1 and 1/2 story barn- many times a day - for fun only broke my leg one time when I hit a tree stump removal ditch at 12
shooting bottle rockets at each other
BB gun wars - at each other - never shot an eye out but years later I had pain in my hand - had to have suergery they found a bb encapsulated in the meaty part and a entry would scar in my bicep it lodged between my muscle and sckin and worked it's way down over the years
as a teenager in my first car a 79 Pontiac catalina
Strobe driving - night time high speed lights off and hazards on on winding country roads
watching Terminator drinking beer stolen from my Dad and sawing off a 12 ga shotgun "cause it looked so cool". then getting into my Catalina taking a 45 degree turn at 50. ended up in a ditch. Cops came and smelled beer on me asked me to open the trunk expecting beer but found a sawed off 12 ga. I quickly got a 357 in my ear and was "detained" for questioning. My freind and I were "interviewed throughly" by the cops and they realized were weren't criminals just DUMBASSes. They called our folks and Dad affirmed we had just been watching the film on HBO. No charges filed not even drinking under age--they kept the shotgun though and my dad gave me a whoppin I can't even remember
and the last dumbass thing I ever did in my Catalina was to have a Dukes of Hazzard jump that went wrong. there was this one hill on the road near may house the intersections of Boot and Greenhill lanes. at the time there was a crest of the hill the intersection was run across (hence greenhill lane). if you were going over 40 on boot and hit greenhill the car would get airbonre. I gunned it for a mile and hit the hill at 80. 3 tones of still went airborbne and promplty slammed into the side of a 29 foot ice truuck as it crested going the other way ( I was in his lane). The front end of that beheaouth crushed to about 2 feet long, the engine shot under the passenger compartment and the hood broke off it's hinges and shot through the windshield. Luckily my brother and I were dumbasses who wore seatbelts. the hood stopped 3 inches from my neck and the only injury was a massive seatbelt briuse on my chest.
sadly the Cataline gave it's life for me that day...and I still miss that carLast edited by jds1911a1; Jul 13, '11, 6:42 AM.Comment
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My buddy and I decided to go "mountain climbing" inside the house.
We tied a long rope around our waists, and we had to get through the house without touching the floor. Everything went well until my daredevil friend decided to make a leap to safety, forgetting that I was attached to him at the end of a 12 foot rope. As he was about 20 pounds heavier, I went flying through the air, and the rope around me cut so deep into my belly (the knot went from my left side to my right side lightning fast), that I walked around with this long gash in my belly for months.
Mountain climbing is a man's game, I tell you, I had the scars to prove it....
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"When things are at their darkest, it's a brave man that can kick back and party."Comment
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