What is the stupidest thing you did as a kid?

JaniceM said:
When my nephew was little, he decided bubble gum would be the ideal way to 'decorate' his eyebrows.
His mother was not amused.
:ROFLMAO:
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Both of my younger brothers once decide that poking dried pinto beans up their noses would be a Grand Idea. Well, those pinto beans swelled up with the moisture and my mother had a hard time getting them out. Not their finest moment!
 
I did so many dumb things I don't know how to pick the dumbest. I'll just go with this... I was about 11 or 12 and home alone while mama went to the grocery store. It was cold in the house so I decided to light the free-standing gas heater in the den. I turned on the gas but then couldn't find the matches that were usually on the shelf above. So I wandered around the kitchen and finally found the matches. When I approached the heater (with the gas still on wide-open) and struck the match, the "boom" singed my hair, my eyebrows and scared me half to death. It's a miracle I didn't blow up the whole house that day.
 
Up to what age are you a kid?

When I was in the ninth grade, I got in with the wrong crowd thinking that they were cool, so I wanted to be cool. Together, we did some really horrendous things that when I look back, I am ashamed of and also feel a tremendous amount of guilt. It was bad enough stuff that I was assigned to a probation officer and of course that meant that I was also going to have to go before a judge. I was the proverbial “Bad Boy.”

Very, very luckily my dad knew the judge that I was assigned to. My dad was a career Army man and the judge had been an officer in the Army as well and both men served in WWII. My dad and the judge both belonged to the same club (they were friends) at the time, so dad went to have a discussion (as he calls it) with the judge. Dad told the judge that if he wouldn’t send me away that he would enroll me in a military academy and that's where I spent the next two years of my life.

At first, I had trouble adapting and almost got the heave-ho there, but I was talked to by my mentor on campus and I decided to follow his advise, or in other words, I wised up. I stayed both years and enjoyed myself. In fact, I should have stayed for my senior year. I would have had a better chance of getting into the Naval Academy. Anyway, after I left the Military Academy, I stayed on parole for another six months and then was released from parole and also had my record expunged.

When I returned back to my high school, I only did so because my "real" friends kept asking me to come back and graduate with them. The other kids that I got into trouble with never bothered with me after I returned home. I saw a few of them around, but there was never any contact and I was good with that. My mom and dad were very happy with the changes that I made and really, so was I. I learned a lot from spending those two years away. I actually transformed into a really nice person.

What I won't do is go into details.
 
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This was the rgeular stuff
Rock fights were popular got only a few stitches. My 35lb. lemon wood bow against a rock to see who could be faster the kid throwing the rock lost he has a nice oval scar in his leg. Construction site looking for flares, lucky we were caught before trying the blasting caps.
Really lucky nothing happened
Unprotected sex with the girl next door.
 
oldman said:
Up to what age are you a kid?

When I was in the ninth grade, I got in with the wrong crowd thinking that they were cool, so I wanted to be cool. Together, we did some really horrendous things that when I look back, I am ashamed of and also feel a tremendous amount of guilt. It was bad enough stuff that I was assigned to a probation officer and of course that meant that I was also going to have to go before a judge. I was the proverbial “Bad Boy.”

Very, very luckily my dad knew the judge that I was assigned to. My dad was a career Army man and the judge had been an officer in the Army as well and both men served in WWII. My dad and the judge both belonged to the same club (they were friends) at the time, so dad went to have a discussion (as he calls it) with the judge. Dad told the judge that if he wouldn’t send me away that he would enroll me in a military academy and that's where I spent the next two years of my life.

At first, I had trouble adapting and almost got the heave-ho there, but I was talked to by my mentor on campus and I decided to follow his advise, or in other words, I wised up. I stayed both years and enjoyed myself. In fact, I should have stayed for my senior year. I would have had a better chance of getting into the Naval Academy. Anyway, after I left the Military Academy, I stayed on parole for another six months and then was released from parole and also had my record expunged.

When I returned back to my high school, I only did so because my "real" friends kept asking me to come back and graduate with them. The other kids that I got into trouble with never bothered with me after I returned home. I saw a few of them around, but there was never any contact and I was good with that. My mom and dad were very happy with the changes that I made and really, so was I. I learned a lot from spending those two years away. I actually transformed into a really nice person.

What I won't do is go into details.
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It was the "bad boys" that were enticing! But I'm sure Military school turned you into a real man!
 
I was hitting a tree with a 2 pound hammer when I caught the cloths line sending the hammer rebounding to my forehead. I had a lump growing out my head at a fast pace. Boxers get those but I can't recall the name. My buddy's mom took a butter knife and pressed on the lump putting it back to my forehead. A real Three Stooges act.
 
Wren said:
I was the most stupid kid ever, because I'd been told if you shave your legs the hairs grown back thicker and longer, I once cut my eyelashes off, thinking they would as well....... (they didn't)….🥴
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😱😂 Wren.......I remember putting immac under my eyebrows to make them thinner, and wiped the whole lot off.......no eyebrows for a while ..
 
fmdog44 said:
I was hitting a tree with a 2 pound hammer when I caught the cloths line sending the hammer rebounding to my forehead. I had a lump growing out my head at a fast pace. Boxers get those but I can't recall the name. My buddy's mom took a butter knife and pressed on the lump putting it back to my forehead. A real Three Stooges act.
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A goose-egg?
 
You want just one day or all,when I was a kid. There wouldn’t be enough room in the forum to list them all. A couple:

Quit school in 11th year and went to work, then joined Army...
Ran away in the middle of the night and walked two miles to my moms apartment. I was staying with my grandparents at the time.
Smoked cigarettes in our hay barn...real freakin stupid.
Smash into a tree on my sled. Almost broke my leg.
Ruined countless transmissions on my 37 Buick. It wasn’t meant to be a hot rod, but I didn’t learn much.
 
Oh! i forgot! I'd tie my sled to a neighbor's bumper, so when he drove down the icy street, I'd slide all over the road! it was FUN!!!
 
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