seanbmc wrote: » I used to suck the snails in the garden. :pac:
Fremen wrote: » When I was about four, I helped myself to a big spoonful of flour straight out of the bag, thinking it was sugar.
Karona wrote: » Eeewwww, what did they taste like?:eek:
Karona wrote: » Oh some of these have really made me laugh. I was out playing on the street when I was about 6 and I came across a used razor and decided to shave my face like my Dad did (even though I'm a girl) came into the house covered in blood. A trip to the hospital and a bollocking off my Mam and I was grand.
Adhamh wrote: » I used to be given a vitamin C tablet daily, and the cover of the bottle depicted some wholesome children playing on a swing. Thinking that taking loads of these would increase my youthfulness and energy, I managed to guzzle the whole bottle of pills when my mother was in the garden. My concerned mother quickly contacted some crowd like the National Poison Helpline for advice and was told not to worry, as the human body eventually just ejects the surplus vitamin C. I have no recollection of this, but apparently I managed to coat the entire bathroom in the runniest layer of sh!te.
MrsD007 wrote: » When I was very young, I taught shoplifters
pawrick wrote: » I did similar around 5/6, got in to the shopping one day before it was put away, found dad's disposable razors and decided to have a dry shave - still have a scar on my face and vague memory of blood everywhere.
brummytom wrote: » At a hotel in Majorca (I think, possibly Malta) when I was five. "Mommy, look! They left chocolate on the bed. Ooh! White chocolate!" "Tom, no! .. Oh God" Yeah, it wasn't white chocolate, amazingly. I had suds coming out my mouth for hours
El Weirdo wrote: » Kids are fucking stupid.
MrsD007 wrote: » In the weeks running up to Christmas my mam used to store bottles of whiskey, brandy, chocolates and boxes of sweets at the bottom of her wardrobe. My brother and I found a large box of Lemon's sweets (the ones with the picture of Santa on the box) and we opened the box from underneath. Every night we would steal a few sweets from the box but the box looked perfectly intact. When we had eaten more than half the contents of the box we decided we needed to do something to make up for the lost weight, so we gathered pea gravel from the garden and started wrapping up the stones and putting them into the box. My mother gave away that box of sweets stones as a present, I often wondered who received it :pac: :pac: :pac: