Mean things you did as a kid

Vito Corleone

When I was a kid there was this guy in my class who was a bit slow. Anyway, one day we were learning fractions in maths (we would have been in maybe 3rd/4th/5th class, can't remember ) and the teacher asked him a question.

It was the really easy stuff, the question was something like "what's 1/4 + 1/4". He didn't have a clue, all I remember was the complete confusion on his face as he attempted to comprehend such a difficult question. :pac: I saw my opportunity, the chance to break away from the boredom of math and make everyone laugh.

I turned my head in his direction and whispered "One hundred". He nodded in appreciation and confidently replied to the teacher's question. Everyone began laughing at him, even the teacher was smiling. I'll never forget the look in his eyes the moment he realised I had fooled him.

Not the worst thing to have done and I probably did meaner things. Anyway, what mean things did you do as a young kid?

Czarcasm

What's that? There's a stampede of high horses headed this way?

Better make a quick exit then.

daddyorchips

Swapped a toy for cash , robbed the toy back and kept the cash.

Vicar in a tutu

Called an elderly female relative with alot of wrinkles ''scarface'' when I was about 7 got quite a hard smack after that:eek:

1ZRed

Posted this before in a similar sort of thread

When me and my friend were young, we would go off through the fields, like you do at that age. So one day we were messing around when we suddenly got ambushed by a massive donkey. The lad was in visible "heat" I'll say, and immediately gave charge to us, so we started to leg it the nearest wall.
It was really tall one (probably to keep this hard done animal contained) and my mate had to push me up onto it, at which point the very horny donkey had caught up to us.
While my friend was still trying to struggle and scramble up the wall, the donkey got his two legs up on my friend, pressed him against the wall and, eh.. got to work!
My friend was desperately squealing out my name for help I was just there rolling around on the wall pissing my hole laughing at him. It was the funniest moment ever and I still take this piss out of his "first time"!

endacl

daddyorchips wrote: »

Swapped a toy for cash , robbed the toy back and kept the cash.

I was sure you'd say 'that time I chose chips over daddy'. But yeah. The toy thing was worse. You'll burn for that.

Vicar in a tutu

Gave my best friends address to the local paedo

massdebater

"I'll swap you two big moneys for your one big money."

96p profit every time...

DEFTLEFTHAND

I remember in early Secondary School we used to bully this one girl. We'd call her nasty names. I remember on a trip to Knock on our retreat I took her wool hat off her head as she was sitting in front of me on the bus, we kicked it around on the floor for the whole trip and threw it back into her face when disembarking the bus at home.

'We' is a group of people who I still consider friends today.

I know we were very nasty and singled her out, Sometimes now when I think about that I feel physically ill, I'd hate to think that she still feels bad about it, I'm sure she does. It's something that I'm ashamed of.

racso1975

Got my brother to chew on some tinfoil, as a form of pain relief, after getting his first filings

smash

Took a pair of eye balls from the biology lab and left them on the school secretary's desk with a note saying "we're wayching you" because she was a bitch.

King George VI

When I was 7 I locked my 4 year old brother in the bathroom with nothing but a dictionary for 9 hours.

RachaelVO

DEFTLEFTHAND wrote: »

I remember in early Secondary School we used to bully this one girl. We'd call her nasty names. I remember on a trip to Knock on our retreat I took her wool hat off her head as she was sitting in front of me on the bus, we kicked it around on the floor for the whole trip and threw it back into her face when disembarking the bus at home.

'We' is a group of people who I still consider friends today.

I know we were very nasty and singled her out, Sometimes now when I think about that I feel physically ill, I'd hate to think that she still feels bad about it, I'm sure she does. It's something that I'm ashamed of.

In the current climate and all the anti bullying, that takes a bit of admitting...

Ever seen her since?

Sunglasses Ron

St. Jimmy wrote: »

When I was 7 I locked my 4 year old brother in the bathroom with nothing but a dictionary for 9 hours.

Your parents left you two home alone for nine hours?

Your surname isn't McCann is it?

wesf

Where to start...there was this slow lad in cubs with us, we gave him dock leaves and told him it was lettuce and he ate them. Bought and wrote out a valentines day card from the gay lad in the class and stuck it in the bag of the quietest girl in the class. Convinced my brother he was adopted.
Lots of other stuff, I was a horrible little cnut, not at all proud of myself now.

iDave

I remember there was a lad from the travelling community in our class. He was a lot slower than the rest of the class and was just generally different. His surname was 'Joyce' and we invented the term Joyce Germs. Basically anyone who touched him contracted this affliction and you had to tap someone else and pass it on. Not sure if he was ever aware of it.

Banjo String

Not me.

My mam tells us of the time they owned a tortoise as kids.
She decided to brighten it up by painting it's shell with nail varnish.

Apparently the varnish somehow seeped through the shell and poisoned the poor thing.

It suffered a slow agonising death.:mad:

Bummer1234

DEFTLEFTHAND wrote: »

I remember in early Secondary School we used to bully this one girl. We'd call her nasty names. I remember on a trip to Knock on our retreat I took her wool hat off her head as she was sitting in front of me on the bus, we kicked it around on the floor for the whole trip and threw it back into her face when disembarking the bus at home.

'We' is a group of people who I still consider friends today.

I know we were very nasty and singled her out, Sometimes now when I think about that I feel physically ill, I'd hate to think that she still feels bad about it, I'm sure she does. It's something that I'm ashamed of.

Ill say it very everyone reading...You where a pr!ck!!

DeanAustin

Bummer1234 wrote: »

Ill say it very everyone reading...You where a pr!ck!!

I think he/she already knows that.

One day when I was 5 and my brother was 4 I pushed him in the local river and he started to float downstream until my dad caught him.
We still laugh at it today :P

Banjo String

1ZRed wrote: »

Posted this before in a similar sort of thread

When me and my friend were young, we would go off through the fields, like you do at that age. So one day we were messing around when we suddenly got ambushed by a massive donkey. The lad was in visible "heat" I'll say, and immediately gave charge to us, so we started to leg it the nearest wall.
It was really tall one (probably to keep this hard done animal contained) and my mate had to push me up onto it, at which point the very horny donkey had caught up to us.
While my friend was still trying to struggle and scramble up the wall, the donkey got his two legs up on my friend, pressed him against the wall and, eh.. got to work!
My friend was desperately squealing out my name for help I was just there rolling around on the wall pissing my hole laughing at him. It was the funniest moment ever and I still take this piss out of his "first time"!

Is this your mate?

allgirlz

DeanAustin wrote: »

I think he/she already knows that.

At least he/she knows and admits it now, I wonder how many did similar things and don't give them a second thought. I was bullied by a horrible little pri*k in school and I doubt he ever feels bad about it.

DeanAustin

allgirlz wrote: »

At least he/she knows and admits it now, I wonder how many did similar things and don't give them a second thought. I was bullied by a horrible little pri*k in school and I doubt he ever feels bad about it.

Which means he was a c**t then and is still a c**t now.

I have a young child and I really hope and pray that when he starts school that he doesn't have to put up with anything like that.

Banjo String

DeanAustin wrote: »

Which means he was a c**t then and is still a c**t now.

I have a young child and I really hope and pray that when he starts school that he doesn't have to put up with anything like that.

Or becomes a bully himself.

DeanAustin

SamHall wrote: »

Or becomes a bully himself.

Good point, well made.

allgirlz

DeanAustin wrote: »

Which means he was a c**t then and is still a c**t now.

I have a young child and I really hope and pray that when he starts school that he doesn't have to put up with anything like that.

Too true, I have a daughter in school and the thought of her ever having to put up with this type of behaviour is terrifying, she is a sensitive wee soul too. Threads like this bring me right back to what school was like and how difficult it was at times.

Ilik Urgee

So just by admitting stuff online I can redeem myself? The internet is a big black hole like a confession box?

You know what you have to do poster!

SEPT 23 1989

Painted the dog with green and orange emulsion for Italia 90

anncoates

Among other things:

• Used to call a lad in school (who was confined to a wheelchair) Boxcar Willie albeit never to his face
  
  
• Hung my little sister on a clothes hook by her belt when she was about 2 and wandered off and forgot about her until my ma found her
  
  
• Filled a hole in the back garden with water until it got really muddy and concealed it with sticks and grass and made my sister chase me so she fell into it
  
  
• Stood on a chair in the back garden and scraped a rake off my sister's bedroom window after we watched Nightmare On Elm Street
  
  
• Defaced my sister's Dieter Brummer (90's soap opera hunk) poster by writing Diet Bumboy on it
  
  
• Wrecked my sister's Girls Just Wanna Have Fun single by scraoping it with a compass and using it as a frisbee after we had a fight
  

I should add that my sister once knocked me unconscious with a saucepan so it wasn't all one way.

DeanAustin

Ilik Urgee wrote: »

So just by admitting stuff online I can redeem myself? The internet is a big black hole like a confession box?

You know what you have to do poster!

I don't think you ever redeem yourself for something like that. You just have to learn to live with what you've done and the possible damage you've caused other people.

That said, the fact the poster can see why what they did was wrong makes them a better person in my book than someone who doesn't give it a second thought. People change.

thecatspjs

iDave wrote: »

I remember there was a lad from the travelling community in our class. He was a lot slower than the rest of the class and was just generally different. His surname was 'Joyce' and we invented the term Joyce Germs. Basically anyone who touched him contracted this affliction and you had to tap someone else and pass it on. Not sure if he was ever aware of it.

Yes, me and my classmates did this to a poor girl (not a traveller, but she was allegedly caught picking her nose; something I still do in private ffs:rolleyes::o) in 4th class. I didn't start it or really do it that much, but just playing along is just as bad really. The teachers got wind of it and confronted the class about it. We all said sorry to her but I don't feel that a forced apology like that means a thing. Even at the time though, she seemed to let the whole thing slide right off her back, fair play.

Banjo String

Stood on a chair in the back garden and scraped a rake off my sister's bedroom window after we watched Nightmare On Elm Street

Love it.

Ilik Urgee

DeanAustin wrote: »

I don't think you ever redeem yourself for something like that. You just have to learn to live with what you've done and the possible damage you've caused other people.

That said, the fact the poster can see why what they did was wrong makes them a better person in my book than someone who doesn't give it a second thought. People change.

Yeah 100% agree but I'd go to amend things with that person if at all possible. Let the bullied person know that it wasn't their fault they were subjected to this torment, that'd be some bit of consolation for them(if they were affected by it) imo.

Prettyblack

In a boys secondary school, the "grab the [item] and throw it around the room" thing was a daily occurance... I guess some got it worse but it happened to most. When I think about the name calling and what would now be considered proper "bullying"... it does happen. I got picked on (I wouldn't say 'bullied') a bit by a guy in school, on and off, for about 2 years; didn't hugely bother me as I was a bit of a loud mouth and he was a "hard lad" who kind of puffed himself up and threw his weight around. I knew his dad was dead so that might have been part of it.

Anyway it kept going until the one day where I stood up (and I was about a foot taller than him) and gave him an almighty kick. That was the end of him picking on me.

Anyway, sorry I went off topic there - I did some pretty awful things as a youngster; I'm not sure I'm ready to admit the worst one but I shall read more posts before I decide! :-)

anncoates

allgirlz wrote: »

Too true, I have a daughter in school and the thought of her ever having to put up with this type of behaviour is terrifying, she is a sensitive wee soul too. Threads like this bring me right back to what school was like and how difficult it was at times.

Am dreading it ever happening to my kids. You'd be trying to restrain yourself from going down to the school and dishing out justice yourself.

Sunglasses Ron

anncoates wrote: »

[*]Filled a hole in the back garden with water until it got really muddy and concealed it with sticks and grass and made my sister chase me so she fell into it


.

We did that one hot summer to the girls alright. A grown up me now realises it was a hugely irresponsible leg break waiting to happen.

I'm not one for all this "kids copy what they see on tv" excuses but I am fairly sure we copied that idea off some cartoon.

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blackwhite

anncoates wrote: »

Among other things:

• Stood on a chair in the back garden and scraped a rake off my sister's bedroom window after we watched Nightmare On Elm Street
  
  

That's not mean, that's bloody genius! :P

sbsquarepants

When a bunch of us were around 12 or 13 we filled a burst football up with muck and stones and strategically placed it in a field close to a bus stop, when someone got off the bus they'd be met with a chorus of "here mister pass the ball back" with hillarious results.
Never even occured to us (well to me anyway) that we could easily have broken someones foot, "fun" was ended when one of our victims took the ball with him.
What a stupid thing to do!

mad muffin

I used to grab my sisters and fart on their heads.:pac:

Czarcasm

mad muffin wrote: »

I used to grab my sisters and fart on their heads.:pac:

Your sig picture made reading that even funnier!

Wabbit Ears

I was/am an extremly bad person.

Conor Bourke

When she was about 3 or 4 I told my sister if she ate hen pellets she'd be able to fly (she was too small to realise hens don't fly) I didn't think she'd believe me but she went missing for a few minutes and when I went looking, I found her in the shed about to dig into the bag of hen food :eek:

Also sticking with the fowl theme, my parents used to kill and prepare our own turkeys for Christmas every year. Prior to plucking them, they would hang them out in the shed where the chest freezer was. I would remove the light bulb in the shed, then in the evening ask my sister to go get something from the freezer, knowing that she'd walk into the dark shed and get a face full of dead turkey! Mam and Dad would be in on this one too, to be fair

Ghost Buster

You know that flippy thing you can do with really small kids where they bend over forwards with their hand back between their legs and you grab their hands and make them do a somersault? (maybe not)
Well when i was about 14 my 16 year old sister was demonstrating to her friend how its done, assumed the position and evil bastid here grabbed her hands and yanked her straight over onto solid concrete on her head resulting in an over night stay for observation, sever concussion, two black eyes and a bitten tongue... and i received similar once she had recovered.:mad:

fryup

there was this annoying weedy kid in our school called Alan Partridge
in the playground we used to chant......

"smelly alan fartridge smelly alan fartridge, he loves his mum he lives in her bum, if you think thats bad you should smell his dad"

(he deserved it)

travis1976

I used to jump out from all sorts of places at my younger brother screaming, usually resulting in floods of tears. I feel really bad now looking back, as my 5yr old suffers from some anxiety as a result of a similar incident by someone else. Karmas a bitch

Hoop66

This site is full of some real classics in the school cruelty area...

Jester252

In 2nd year we had a french teacher that we made cry every day

Pumpkinseeds

When I was about 10 or so I hit my brother on the ass so hard with a horse whip that it broke. I will never forget his screams or the spanking I got from my Mother for doing it. Still feel guilty about it:(

mutley18

Created a spike strip across a road, didn't use spikes though, used jellyfish...as you do. They were already dead...I think...if they are washed up on a beach they are dead right?!

jimbob111

Jester252 wrote: »

In 2nd year we had a french teacher that we made cry every day

Was this at Charleville C.B.S by any chance!

princess-lala

Jester252 wrote: »

In 2nd year we had a french teacher that we made cry every day

I had one of those in 5th year!

Was walking up the aisle as bridesmaid at my brothers wedding and there she was sitting in the crowd :eek:

Turns out she is married to my sister in laws uncle!