A friend and I were reminiscing about the things we did when we were young and stupid.
When we were in shop class in high school we took a car hood, welded a bench seat out of a car on the underside hooked a chain to it and had one of our friends tow us behind his pickup thru the snow. I bet we were going fifty mph at times. I think about it now and wonder why I'm still alive sometimes.
What were some stupid things you did?
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Sometimes, when i'm lonely... i crawl into a laundry basket and tickle my ears. But, Some times I don't...
You mean I actually have to think of something specific? So many to choose from...
A different kind of stupid than you were probably looking for, but here goes. I hid from my dad once when he was after me with the belt. I hid in the hamper and thought that he wouldn't find me in there. The only problem was that I had locked the door to the bathroom and when he knocked on the door and told me to get out of there I said "I'm not in here!"
I took my best friend Tammy home after prom with my friend Kelly. Tammy lived deep in the heart of Little Rock where good girls don't venture out after dark (gangs and stabbings were reported there all the time). That was probably the stupidest things I did in high school. I didn't even think about how dangerous that was. My mom was so angry that I did that that she grounded me for a month. My reasoning was that I couldn't let my best friend go there alone. My mom's answer was "What's one more girl gonna do?"
Like I've said before, I was vanilla ice cream in high school. I had a strict military father that you did not cross. Great guy, strict disciplinarian.
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Before you criticize someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you do criticize them you will be a mile away and have their shoes.
When my high school was being built behind our house me and a neighbor decided to climb the scalfolding to the top of the gym to check out the view. Well the view was pretty cool including watching the sheriff pull up and yell at us to get down, he then took us home and released us to our parents. A neighbor saw us up there and called. I was 12 or 13 at the time.
My cousin and I used to go down to the river behind my grandma's house where there was this huge drain that was big enough to crawl in. We'd start crawling into it wondering where it would go. We always ran out of time and never got to an intersection in the tunnels, and that's probably a good thing...
