We all have had those idiot moments as a wee li'l lad. I still have them today. Anyway, what are some dumb things you did when you were a child?

Me? I always thought the eye-knife-scar (like what Scar had on the Lion King) or most facial knife related scars in general looked mega badass. One day I decided I would try to give myself one. Yep. I cried, mom came in and about killed me, and for most of my life I have had a faint knife scar going from my inner right eyebrow to my cheek. Today it isn't noticeable unless you look closely, but it's there and I fear it will be for a long time.

Anyway, share so I don't feel like the only forum idiot.

At the elementary school I went to, there were two playgrounds outside. One was older and made mostly of wood, and the other was new and made mostly of metal and plastic. The metal one was more dangerous, with higher objects and such, so kindergartners were not supposed to use that one.

One day while I was in kindergarten we had a substitute teacher who didn't know this, and we pretty much took advantage of her and started messing around on the 'new' playground. Me and some other kids were doing flips off this domed jungle gym. I had managed to successfully land these flips twice. Unfortunately, third time was NOT the charm.

I fell flat on my face landing on the pebbles below. I had rather severe cuts just above my chin and on my forehead. I had to be taken off the school in an ambulance, but I barely remember that, the next thing I fully remember is waking up in the hospital with twelve stitches.

So after 2 days of recovery, I returned to Kindergarten and in rather cruel school-children fashion was called 'Frankenstein' until the stitches were removed. The forehead scar (no, it doesn't look like a [censored] lightning bolt) is mostly gone now, but the scar on my chin is still very much visible.

Well there are a ton of things that I've done so I might as well list them off.

1. Climbing to the top of 20ft trees with razor sharp diving knives when I was 6.
2. Shooting myself in the hand with a .22 revolver, luckily it was rat-shot.
3. Shooting Roman candles at each other.
4. Diving out of my boat while going 25mph down the middle of the river. (almost had a 6ft gulf sturgeon land on me)
5. Trying to jump a 200cc Yahama racing fourwheeler and getting thrown 10ft in the air at 20mph. Ended up in the ER after that one.
6. Walking through my neighbors yard and getting chased by 3 very angry dogs (Rottweiler, German Shepard, and some other dog)

Those are just the ones that come to mind right now. There's probably a whole lot of them that I've forgotten.

Back in secondary school i told the teachers i didnt want to do french lessons, so they tried making me do them.

So i floood the french department with a fire hose and shut it down for a week.

Holy crap, I had almost the exact same thing happen to me in Kindergarten, right down to the Frankenstein jokes.. Except for me it was a swing I fell off of, not a jungle gym. It was one of those metal swings that you push yourself on, and I tried to be fancy and get off while it was still moving. I lost my footing and fell, and it came around and smacked me in the head.

That is sooooooo much fun though.

admiting to the stupid things i did as a kid would be a stupid thing done as an advlt

Why? Everyone has done stupid things when they were young and didn't know any better.

This brought back so many dear memories that I will remember forever. The marks all over my body mostly remind me when I look in the mirror.

Successfully climbed onto my grandparents roof through a window.
Peeked at my Christmas presents and got caught
Prank called a Chinese Buffet place and was harassed by the owner. He kept phoning my house...
Sat against a glass enclosed fireplace with a vest with a silk backing
Got a coat hanger stuck in my eye-lid
Crashed my bicycle dodging a squirrel. (squirrel survived, I got a concussion)

Jumped off of a van in second grade or so for teh lulz, basically. That and I was too lazy just to climb down. Broke my nose.

I'll just quietly wait until the statute of limitation expires...

joking. because the things I did were stupid and don't deserve to be remembered.

...How did you manage to do that?

I'm not actually quite sure, I was very young and it all happened so fast. All I can tell you is that my mom kept all my lego in a tin cookie jar on the top shelf of my closet. I successfully managed to climb to the top, slipped, and was dangling on the coat rack from my eye.

No scars though, and my eye was in tact.

OUCH, damn. Sounds like you got off VERY lucky there.

Stole a bunch of yugio cards from walmart. I got away with it for awhile, but they finally caught me... I had to pay back all the cards or have the police take me away to little people's prison.. I chose to pay...

:rofl: :rofl: :rofl: :rofl: :rofl:

I think hangers are out to get us both o.O

In first grade my friend and I liked to be ninja assassins during recess. So one day we decide to jump my friend's cousin during recess, because he was a bad ninja or something like that and he had to be stopped. We'll we are pretty much beating up a kid and it wasn't until I punched him in the nose did I actually realize what I was doing. Blood began trickling down and he started crying. I was so freaked out, I had never actually hurt anyone like that before. So we made a deal with him, if he honored "the code" and didn't tell the teachers what happened we would be his friend for the rest of year and he could join our clan, he agreed and we never heard of the situation again. I feel bad when I look back on it because I don't think we held up our part of the deal, but we didn't know better... You can't be 6 year old ninjas without making a few enemies. :ninja:

Stuck my hand into a moving ceiling fan to see what it felt like.

Messed with electric wire on my grandpa's farm. Didn't learn my lesson as I played with an electrical outlet when I was in college.
Played catch with my mom. Damn near got my nose broke.
Ran into a tree playing cowboys and indians. By myself. Still have a faint scar from the corner of my eye to my ear.
Ran into a goalpost without a helmet when I played Pop Warner Football before practice. Had a scar on my lip for years that would re-open when my lips were dry.
When I was a toddler, I messed with the volume on my dad's stereo when he was drunk. Luckily I hit the couch instead of the wall.


Probably some other stuff. I'll try to think of more.

did that... not with my hand, but with pringles.
just tossed one up to the fan just to see it break.
but it was obliterated much to my astonishment.
did it a bunch more times until my mom got super pissed about crumbs, LITERALLY, every where in the living room.

Told my teacher to go [censored] herself in grade five for calling my dad irresponsible
Crashing my motorbike in a ditch
Getting stepped on by a cow
Now I live in the city

Hm...

In kindergarten, I was playing tag or some [censored] like that, and I was getting chased. I was running as fast as I could, and like any smart child playing tag, I chose not to look ahead of me, but to look behind me at the person chasing me. I turned around just in time to see the metal pole that I was running headfirst in to. Next thing I remembered was waking up in the ER wearing a neck brace.

In 1st grade, during St. Patrick's day, our teacher had some sort of competition (I'm fuzzy on the details), and the prize for winning the competition was a pot full of "gold" coins. I initially believed the pot to be an authentic leprechaun gold pot, and I knew that I had no chance of winning the competition (It was probably some sort of physical task, because I was never very athletic). So, being as clever as I was, I hatched a scheme where I would wait in one of the restroom stalls until after the teacher had left, and would sneak in to her room and stuff the gold coins in to my backpack. I successfully executed this plan without a hitch, but was (sort of but not really) disappointed to discover they weren't true gold coins: they were chocolate. I remember for at least a month the teacher transformed into a straight up [censored], she literally interrogated everybody in the class trying to discover who stole the gold, even the principal and all the other administrators got involved. I initially planned on bragging to my classmates, but was smart enough not to after I realized that the school was taking the theft way too seriously. Also, being as young as I was, I assumed that I would be put to death for stealing, so I was a bit tense for a few months afterwards.

In 3rd grade me and a few friends ran an extortion scheme to acquire rare Yugioh cards from our fellow classmates. We bought packages of Yugioh stickers from our local hobby store (the stickers had the same exact images as the real cards), and put the stickers on the front of our cheap, [censored] Yugioh cards. Initially, we would use these cards in order to construct nearly unbeatable decks, and would play matches wagering "deck for deck" (basically, the winner got to keep the other person's deck). However, one of the parents of a losing kid called my parents, and told them that I had "stole" their child's deck, and my parents threw a fit. So, we didn't wager decks anymore. Then we just started trading away our fake uber cards for other kid's real cards. Of course that got discovered too, and some kid actually complained to the school. The school decided it would be best to ban Yugioh cards, and we were forced to give back all of the cards that we "stole".

In 4th grade I executed my greatest scheme yet: in order to pass 4th grade you had to pass the 50 states test. However, I was terrible at remembering the states, and there was no way that I was going to memorize the location of every state and the capitals. So, on the day of the test, after we finished we were supposed to take our test and put it in our "cubby hole" (it was basically a little drawer/shelf thingy with our name on it). So, I quickly scribbled down all the answers on the test, and played the waiting game: I watched as each of my classmates put their finished tests in their cubby holes, and decided that I was going to attempt a test swap with one of my classmates. So, I wrote his name on my test, and waited until he was done and there was nobody at the cubbies. Once there was an opening, I acted like I was done, walked over to the cubbies, and quickly bent down to go to work. I knew I had to be quick, and I was straight up trembling as I slipped his test out of his cubby hole, and replaced it with my test. Then I whipped out my trusty magic eraser, and rubbed as fast as I could without drawing attention to myself. Once his name was completely gone, I hastily scribbled down my name, and put the stolen test in to my cubby hole. My classmate ended up having to retake the test (he passed it just fine), and my stolen test got me a B and an "advance to 5th grade" slip.

Fast forward to junior high (6th to 8th grade). Throughout my 3 years at my junior high school, I stole: 5 keyboards, 3 headsets, 2 microphones, a tub full of jelly beans, a [censored] load of master locks, 2 bicycles, a laptop, and just about everything in the Lost & Found (a room in the school office where anything that students lost would go).

I really haven't stolen anything throughout high school, I've kind of cut back on the whole "be a rebel and steal [censored]" attitude. But damn, I was a goon when I was a little kid, stole so many things. Even though that isn't necessarily a good thing...

getting stepped on by a cow is pretty stupid

@effeminaT: wow, so your the reason for all the lame rules at school.

For my defence, I was supposed to be grooming it or something. I have an excuse to be near it.