What Are Some Things You Got In Trouble For as a Kid You Will Never Forget?

Making fun of the disabled

And handicapped

We had a dartboard underneath the carport hanging on the wall. I was about 7 or 8 and I missed the dartboard and hit the vinyl a couple of times. My dad told me to scoot closer and not hit the goddamn vinyl again. I just looked at him and threw it anyway. Needless to say it hit the vinyl and I took off running and ended up in his chair getting the arse whoopin of my life.

Good times.

My grandfather watched my brother and I when we were growing up while my parents worked. If we were outside playing and had to pee, he would just tell us to go pee on the bushes. Well lets just say that my first day of Pre-K, we were outside playing and I had the drain the main vein, so I slid to the bottom of the slide and proceeded to pee in the bushes next to it. Appears that type of behavior was frowned upon at that Pre-K establishment. My parents had to council me on proper bathroom habits while outside, while my grandpa was hysterically laughing in the background.

potato guns, dry ice bombs, and using a printable iron on decal of a pic of nude girls in my class for undershirts.

i escaped all punishment (unlike my friends) for these but was brought before the principal on all accounts.

When I was five or six I called my dad a liar. I will never forget that because it is the earliest memory I have of getting my arse torn up.

Pre-Kindergarten age:

Saw a spy on a TV show cut a phone line.

Immediately took my little rounded scissors and cut the cord to our phone into little three inch snippets of phone cord.

This was back before Radio Shack, when you had to call the phone company to come out and replace your phone cord.

I was in 6th grade when they first came out with 911 for emergencies. Before that you had to actually call the police station or fire department. I was in the school gym after practice and a friend of mine dared me to dial 911 on the pay phone. This is like the first week after 911 came out. I did it not thinking the call would go through because I didn't put a dime in the pay phone. To my surprise someone answered "911 what is your emergency" so I hung up. My mom picks me up shortly thereafter and on the way home I see fire trucks, ambulances, and police cars headed toward school. As soon as I get home I took off on my dirt bike to ride in the empty lot in my neighborhood. after about 15 minutes I turn the corner and my Dad is standing out there telling me to come here.

Long story short, we explained that we didn't know that you did not have to put a dime in the phone for a 911 call to work and thank God the principal didn't know either. We ended up having to go to the fire station and work a couple of weekends washing fire trucks and ambulances and cleaning up around the fire station as punishment.

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My grandfather watched my brother and I when we were growing up while my parents worked. If we were outside playing and had to pee, he would just tell us to go pee on the bushes. Well lets just say that my first day of Pre-K, we were outside playing and I had the drain the main vein, so I slid to the bottom of the slide and proceeded to pee in the bushes next to it. Appears that type of behavior was frowned upon at that Pre-K establishment. My parents had to council me on proper bathroom habits while outside, while my grandpa was hysterically laughing in the background.

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This was at a family event, but there was some kid there who someone brought that wasn't a family member. Everyone is outside, people talking, some playing volleyball, shite big families do when they get together.. The kid must have been 8 or 9ish.. But in front of a bunch of people he didn't really know until that day, kid just whipped it out and started pissing on the pier.. Not like, standing on the pier and pissing into the bayou, he just started pissing on the pier..

I was only 4 so it was forgivable