Archive for March 16th, 2008
Notes from a thread on “dumb stuff we did as kids”
clutchsmoke:
Overheard a conversation about steel slinkys causing problems with electrical lines. The guy was bitching about how kids throw them into powerlines causing shorts.
Well damn I got one of them slinkys, I gotta try it!
So I walked over to the small power substation behind the local shopping center and tossed the slinky over the fence onto the high voltage buss bars.
The resulting flash and explosion knocked me flat on my ass. I couldn’t see and my ears were ringing. Once I regained my senses I tore ass outta there, as I was departing I noticed the power was out at the shopping center. I suspect they were not the only ones left in the dark.
fastmover:
i was bailing hay and we had a pile of haybails from last time, my buddy grabbed the top bail lifted it, i bent down to lift one and i was lookin down into the bottom half of a hornets nest, the other half was attached to the bail he was now throwing down. The next 30 seconds sucked.
and:
one summer we spent mostly hanging out in my buddy’s attic room, trying to figure out what to do with the summer days. His window looked directly into the attic of his neighbors, the louvered vent that was supposed to be there was missing. So we would open his window and shoot pigeons that would sit on his neighbors attic vent ledge. we’d pass the daisy RR back and forth “what you want to do”, bang,”i don’t know what you want to do” bang…for days. That fall the house changed hands we were raking leaves in the front yard and the new neighbor stopped over to talk to his dad “blah blah small talk small talk”, then we heard; Bob “weirdest thing took a look in the attic and the whole entire attic is blanketed in dead pigions; like two or three deep weird huh?” We made our exit… and they never asked us about it…
BUCC_Guy:
Mom left me in the car at the top of my grandmother’s driveway. I decided to start playing with the funny stick thing. I guess I popped that bitch into neutral, because I rolled down the driveway, across the road, and 50 yards more into a stream. I still remember the house getting smaller and smaller as I rolled backwards.
A telephone pole took off the right mirror. I was close to wrecking a car at age 5.
I finally fessed up to playing with the gears after I turned 20. My mom had always been blamed for leaving it in gear.
