Just posted this on another thread, but figured it’d be interesting to read about what other muppets we have on here…
When about 10, I remember setting a small fire in a ditch with a mate, and then seeing who could run through it the slowest…luckily one of us grew up into a sensible fully paid up responsible member of society
12 years old riding my pushbike to a karate lesson with my karate suit in a plastic bag hanging of the handlebars - it got caught in the front wheel and I face planted in the tarmac. Slid down the road on my face and ended up concussed and covered in blood.
Funnily enough a passing biker stopped and asked if I was alright.
About 11 I saw a mound of sand as the paving slabs were being laid during the day and thought yeah that’ll make a great jump on my bmx.
Full speed ahead the bmx went in and I fell through the windscreen of a parked car.
Head butted a full length mirror when I was 5 with left me with a shard of mirror sticking out of my head
Kept jumping on a garage roof until it collapsed with me on top of it aged 13
Oh god…where to start!1. Accidentally (honestly, it was an accident) set fire to a cornfield whilst it was half way through being harvested.
Crashed into a parked car at about 25mph on my bike (as in bicycle, not motorbike) causing a £few hundred worth of damage to the car.
Accidentally shot my older cousin (he was 19 at the time) in the foot with a 12ft/lb air rifle. It penetrated a leather boot and into the rear of his heel and just into his heel bone. This resulted in him spending a good few days in hospital and being on crutches for quite a while thereafter.
Made home made fireworks (which was more like an incendary device with a payload) and nearly caused myself some serious damage.
I used to cover butane gas cylinders (camping stove size things) / hairspray etc in petrol and set them on fire and then shoot the gas cylinder with an air rifle. This results in the lit petrol igniting the gas as it’s punctured by the air rifle and resulting in a massive fireball. I lived in the middle of nowhere by the way, not London…
I’m sure there are loads more…
My mate John definitely wins the star prize. Him and his mate were making fireworks in his mate’s parents house (it was a large converted barn next to a church) and they managed to practically burn the whole thing to the ground!!!
very tame compared to you guys… but when i was about 6… my mum was gossiping to her friend outside a VG Food Shop… i got bored & climbed to the top of a metal Streetlight… my mum was wondering why there was a crowd gathering around her… looked around waist height yelling my name… & i shouted “up here”… then she realised why everyone had gathered round !!
anyways… i couldnt get down as i was caught up on something… & Fire Bridgade had to come… lol !!
I rode my mountain bike down a flight of concrete stairs at a flat I was living in. About half way down I went over the handlebars and the bike landed on top of me. There wasn’t even an audience to witness this amazing feat. I didn’t break anything but badly brused my elbow. I have no clue why I thought that would be a good idea.
As a result of blowing bubbles, I developed a taste for soapy water which resulted in me filling a bowl with warm water and fairy liquid and drinking it through a macaroni straw. Did that on a regular basis, aged about 4. Can’t remember why I stopped.
There are lots of others but they will be way too embarrassing to go into…
Aged about 10, was unimpressed with the level of power on my Meccano set battery powered motor unit so rewired the motor up to a 3 pin 240v plug, whacked it in the socket and switched on - cue explosion, flashes of flame, black smoke, scorched wallpaper and a melted carpet, black crusty fingers and no eyebrows or fringe. :hehe:
Me and my friends aged 12 were obsessed with explosives. We used to steal stuff from the school labs to make them. - It was only stuff that’d give off a flash or a bang, nothing that would put a hole in anything. When I used to visit france we used to buy these bangers that were like sticks of dynamite. Once these students thought they were clever by taking the **** out of us and bully me and my mates, so we strapped this massive banger to their window with masking tape. It blew their window right through I know it sounds terrible now but at the time it was hilarious, seeing that flash and hearing those screams. It was a terrible thing to do, but they were asking for it
Wouldn’t think twice about doing something like that now.