What's the funnest time you have ever had?

Camping when we were kids. We’d leave our campsite to swim and play all day long.
Going to the store and buying a bagful of penny candies with a dime or quarter.

Playing outside with the neighbourhood kids all seasons of the year. We’d trade cards, marbles, candy etc and play games like hide ā€˜n seek, red light-green light, red rover, cowboys and Indians, jump rope, skipping rope, bicycling, rolling skating, building snow forts in backyards, skating and tobogganing.

The long trips I took in grade 7 and 8.
I got to go out west for a 3 week trip to the mountains in BC. It was well planned and executed.
 
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šŸ˜ The First International Women's Snowmachine Race, ca 1970. Alas, I did not finish. Near the finish line I ran into a tree and fell asleep (at -9 F). It had been a long day, I'd been wildly active for over 24 hours.
That was the most fun I ever had, I wish I could do it again! The best part was that my husband was so proud of me. He said I'd have come in third if it hadn't been for the tree.
 
"Twas a winter night in NE Wisconsin that the full moon gave us bright light through the cloud cover. Not a frigid night, just cool. Neighbor friend Dennis (same age, maybe 13) and I found a cardboard box big enough to cover both, we broke out the top & bottom and rolled all around in that box like two wheels in a tank tread. Through the shallow snow.

We rolled all around the neighborhood, not able to see where we were going or located. Once in awhile we said "where do you think we are??". At Lambert's back yard? Heck NO - we were across the street a half block away in some strange unknown yard! This went on for a good hour. I've never laughed so hard in my life! Not sure - nearly peed my pants laughing so hard with Dennis.

Can't recall so mindlessly joyous a time in my life as that night.
What a totally innocent time.
 
This year I will have turned 80, an age when most are sitting in their rocking chairs. I have just joined
the UFO-United Flying Octogenarians. It is a group of pilots all over the age of 80!
I had the privilege of flying a WW2 P=51 fighter. I got strapped in, and we took off.
We then climbed to 6000 feet, and the instructor let me fly the plane. It was very responsive, and I started by
making gentle turns to get the feel of the plane. As soon as I felt comfortable, I started making
steeper turns up to 45 degrees. It was a real rush! The pilot took the controls and proceeded to an
aileron roll, which rolls the plane 360 degrees along the longitudinal axis. He then did a half roll to
show me what it felt to be inverted. I was not to thrilled about that!


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The experience was fantastic, and I was grinning as they helped me out of the plane
 
Playing board games with my kids. We'd almost hurt ourselves laughing as we played Balderdash, Apples to Apples, Would You Rather, and other games. Also, New Year's Eve Twilight Zone marathons with my kids. We'd stay in our pajamas and just crash in the living room for a couple of days, watching episodes, eating munchies (I'd usually bake appetizers), and doing scratch art and crafts while we watched.

I get so sad thinking of those times now.
 
Playing board games with my kids. We'd almost hurt ourselves laughing as we played Balderdash, Apples to Apples, Would You Rather, and other games. Also, New Year's Eve Twilight Zone marathons with my kids. We'd stay in our pajamas and just crash in the living room for a couple of days, watching episodes, eating munchies (I'd usually bake appetizers), and doing scratch art and crafts while we watched.

I get so sad thinking of those times now.
Sounds wonderful. I'm sorry you're sad.
 
This year I will have turned 80, an age when most are sitting in their rocking chairs. I have just joined
the UFO-United Flying Octogenarians. It is a group of pilots all over the age of 80!
I had the privilege of flying a WW2 P=51 fighter. I got strapped in, and we took off.
We then climbed to 6000 feet, and the instructor let me fly the plane. It was very responsive, and I started by
making gentle turns to get the feel of the plane. As soon as I felt comfortable, I started making
steeper turns up to 45 degrees. It was a real rush! The pilot took the controls and proceeded to an
aileron roll, which rolls the plane 360 degrees along the longitudinal axis. He then did a half roll to
show me what it felt to be inverted. I was not to thrilled about that!


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The experience was fantastic, and I was grinning as they helped me out of the plane

I love that yours is something recent not a childhood memory!
 
Riding "extreme" roller coasters and other thrill rides. I'm an adrenalin junkie and that was how I got my jollies. That was as close as I could get to skydiving, which I.will.not.do.

Unfortunately, I had to retire from the big ones at 65 when the retina specialist said to choose between the coasters or my eyes....I couldn't have both.

I can still do the tamer old wooden out-and-back coasters, just not the twisty loop-the-loopers with maximum g's.
 
My brother-n-law is very, very, reserved and proper (very refine). My son is complete opposite, not afraid of anything, but we are family so we accept our differences and get along.
While driving to a baseball game, my brother-n-law stopped for gas. My son offered to pay for it and pump the gas. Unfortunately, the tank was on the wrong side. So my son picks up the gas gun and says to my brother-n-law "catch". My brother-n-law face panicked and of course offered to turn the car around.
Now this sounds like a terrible thing, but seeing the facial expression of my brother-n-law was funny. It probably was 1 of the most exciting things that happened in his life. They joked and laughed about it and reminisce the story in later years. LOL.
 
That's easy - in high school. I was involved in so many activities, never had to worry about paying bills because I was a kid, just had to go to school, do homework, and could participate in all the fun extracurriculars I wanted. There were never any fees involved for them, like there are with sports.
 
At a PTA fund raiser, my friends wife asked if I would take three trees home that she bought in the auction. I took them home and planted them a few days later. A month or so later she finally asked about them, and I told her where they were and that they had died. She never did come pick them up and didn't speak to me for a couple years. I never really liked her anyway.
 


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