Stupid things we did as kids

[Cap]

Reading up on some stories members here have posted regarding the stupid things we did as kids, I thought we could share some of the silliness here.

Mine are:

- My brother and I had an air rifle each, and standing approximately 100meters apart, we proceded in shooting at each other above our heads, close enough to hear the pellet fly past. If we didnt hear the pellet, we signalled each other to lower the rifles closer to our heads.

- Trying to to a fast reverse into a drive out routine (as seen on movies) where it went wrong and I reversed into a driveway at highish speeds, almost slaming into the parked cars. Had my brother and another friend in the car unrestrained.

Theres more, but its just oo embarrasing :eek:

[Signal1]

Silliest - When young, lead by an older neighbour (of course), we would make up fluid mixtures and throw into the drains. Would blow the concrete lids off usually cracking them. We stopped when we we total disintegrated one.

[landyfromanuthaland]

As I am the village ewok at the moment I may as well divulge some more of not so bright ideas, The chart topper was first attempt at riding a horse, I had no formal lessons and thought it cant be that hard, I had an old 3/4 arab welsh mountain mare and a saddle that come with her so one I saddled her up, put on foot in the stirrup and hauled myself up and slipped straight of the other side, I didnt do the girth up tight enuff did I.
Thought we could doctor up our report cards by turning Es into Bs and Ds into Bs, didnt work got flogged for that by dad and caned by the headmaster.
One good involving a dinghy and what happens when three men piddle over the side at the same time, I miss that fishing rod!

[easo]

I'm still a kid now. Only difference is now they pay me to blow stuff up. Oh and its safer.

We had a padock basher at my best mates farm, sigma I think. This thing took a lot. It had been air born, side ways, rolled, crashed and on fire. Had a peice of rail line as a bumper. Its end to life came after its last air born event when the gear stick had been replaced by a screw driver (first and second only) then the gear box fell apart. The engine still ran so some one came up with the idea to shoot it while running.

Dumb thing to do!!!!

So out came the gun, 6.5 I think, decided to shoot from the creek and bang....... nothing happened.

Missed....

Bang......... bang......... BOOM...........Finaly the engine stoped. Went and had a look and one round entred a cylinder and caused a con rod to bend a exit the side of the block. Scared the ....... out of us. There are other things, but that would be near the top of stupid things. Farms are dangerous places, and with idiots like us running around back then I'm buggered why I here now.

Cheer Easo

[CraigE]

air rifles with peppercorns and shoot each other. Ouch.:o
Comp bows, arrows straight up in the air.:eek:

[loanrangie]

air rifles with peppercorns and shoot each other. Ouch.:o
Comp bows, arrows straight up in the air.:eek:

My 2 younger brothers and i had bows and an air rifle, one day one of them shot an arrow at me so i shot him in the leg :angel:. My youngest bro was running down hill and the other 1 shot an arrow up in the air, when younger bro came back up we noticed he had an arrow protruding from his head :o, it just grazed his skull and stuck in some loose skin- so i reached over and pulled it out, he didnt even feel it !

[Fusion]

silly and funny .... as kids me and a few mates were out in the bush playing war with wooden guns . Anyways we cornered this kid up against a fence and he wanted the game to stop because he was busting for a leak . so we let him . we all turn around so he can leak and next thing we hear a bang and a scream and we spun around and he was on the deck with his hands grabbing at his "johnson" . he had taken a leak right on an electric fence :lol2::lol2::lol2: I tell ya we laughed for weeks on that one :D:D:D

[googe]

Was lookin around the local dump when i was living at Blackall as a 14 yr old and we found a box of old shotgun shell's unfired.The dump had big pits that they used to burn the rubbish in,so me and my mate decided to chuck em in the fire :D,the noise was unreal we **** our pants :),we waited about 10 mins for the last of them to go off then we walked over to have a look and just as we got to the edge of the pit one went off and hit me in the chin,there was blood everywere i still got a good scare :D


Greg

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[Ken]

Arrived at my grandparents farmhouse my sister and I fast asleep on the back seat .Mum and Dad leave us sleeping in need of a cup of tea ,I wake up jump in the front seat and start messing around with the gearshift ,knock it into neutral ,car goes racing backwards down the driveway into an old bulldozer about 20mtrs away
Mum Dad Nan and Grandad come rushing out to see me running towards them screaming look what Bianca did (she was 16 months old still asleep in her basinet)

[sclarke]

1st crazy thing....5yo, billy cart down the hills at Ferny Creek

Then the move to mildura...

My brother, I and 4 mates used to wear our Motorbike leathers and nylons and put on helmets and then go into the bush on our block and we had trenches dug and humpies ect.. then we would proceed to shoot each other with air rifles....
It got out of hand when one mate snuck his old mans 22 air riffle out..... a .177 was bad enough to cop one.......
Things you do when your bored...

We had a buggy and we used to suit up and drive it full noise with 2 guys standing on the front or back mad max style.... but the best part was the Cactus growing on the side of our trotting track.... goggles on and full noise thru them... most stood about 6-8 foot tall and the buggy would just destroy it..... and us...

Then came the summer months... rope swings into the Murray... and climbing up palm tree's to make a perch and shoot passing cars.....

Then when the river was low.... Tennis nets in the river... the fun part was pulling them out and finding a Tiger snake in it....

Taking an air rifle on a scout camp.... Bad boo boo.... that got me into lots of trouble...

Taking the old mans near new Targa Floria out for a Fang.... Well i was allowed to drive the 1800 Ute, so the next progression was the P76....

Riding my YZ into town to get some beer......

God help the World if my kids turn out like i was.......

All of this happened b4 i was 15yo...

Then we moved to Barwon heads... and the fun started there
Rolling down the sand dunes sitting in the center of a Tractors inner tube from the rear wheel.....

Lauching our BMX's of the piers into the Barwon river and then duck diving to find them...
We then built ramps so you could do back flips...

Then during one Easter.... Floods and King Tide.....
We started at the breakwater wall at the bluff and ran down the wall and we jumped into the river and caught surf waves up the river.... Now that was fun....

Fondest memory was my brother and i snorkling.... until we sighted a shark.... my brother did a JC and the scream from the snorkle was loud.... i just swam like all billy-o and got to sore as fast as i could....

And then i got my licence....... OMG... we dont need to go there

Clarkie

[Reads90]

Oh god far too many to list and chose which to tell:o:angel:

[d@rk51d3]

Used to go out with a mate, pull stockings over our heads and jump out at cars from behind trees and under bridges.

It still makes me gag to think about the day we used his mums stockings, and the burning lips we got from the saltiness. The moron pulled them from the dirty laundry basket.:eek2:

[Bigbjorn]

Climbing all over the Story Bridge in Brisbane with school mates aged about 11-12.

Diving into the flooded quarry at Morningside from a cliff holding large rocks so you would sink deep.

Searching bushland at Toohey Forest and Inala for WWII ammunition and pulling the projectiles out to get the charge to make blasting charges to make a cave in a cliff for a clubhouse.

Throwing some of said ammunition into fires for fun.

Pulling lead head nails out of corrugated iron buildings to sell to the scrap dealer for pocket money. Charles Hope factory in Fortitude Valley was a favourite as the building was built right on the footpath and one could quickly get a billy can full of nails before you were noticed and chased, and the scrap dealer was about 100 yards down the street.

[easo]

I never got much for the lead out of the butts at dads pistol range, 20lt bucket full, got 15 bucks. Same for the brass, 20lt bucket of mostly .22 brass and lass than 20bucks for it.

Easo

[George130]

One of the worst was getting roman candles. We would wear safety goggles stand back to back take 20 paces light them turn and fire:eek:.
Built a bomb from 20 thunders. Lighting thunders in the car and dropping them out the hole in the floor. My younger brother dropped one and it went off in the car.
We used to build rubber band guns using those monster hospital bands which are adjustable.

Then there was all the stupid things in the cars. Hope my boys aren't as stupid.

[landyfromanuthaland]

When we were littlies dad used to take us to the old Spitfire airstrips out of Darwin, we used to dig in the old butts they used for synching the guns, still gots heap of 20 mm projectiles at home we dug out, make good paper wieghts. We used to kick 50 cal shells around the place everywhere there and there were many lives ones lying about, dangerous place then, probably all houses now.

[Rockrover]

As a kid lived on the army barracks at Canungra. Favourite past time was sneaking onto the exercise areas (stands) and nicking blank rounds that were not fired (normally jammed) and any other ordanance we could find. Then would cut all the tops off and make a huge line of gunpowder just like the cowboys robbing banks.

We kept the firey's busy on alot of occasions and got to know the camp commandant and his office fairly intimately.

Yeah dad loved us for it.

[dirtdawg]

funny funny ****

[Graz]

Probably the most dangerous antic we used to get up to on the farm was making bolt bombs. Get two approx 3/4" bolts and a nut. Fill the nut with match heads and screw the bolts in on the match heads from each side. Then throw the assembly down hard on concrete. The result was the threads would strip and it would blow apart. How we never got a bolt through our heads amazes me today.

[dirtdawg]

thats it im goin out to the shed for a while if you see flames or hear a big band and me swearing its o k

[loanrangie]

We had a farm on the Murray at Tocumwal, first car was a 59 zephyr ute that had seen a few too many floods ( flintstones mobile) at 11 i used to race it up the paddock changing the 3 on the tree as fast as i could. We once got about 25 kids hanging on and off of it as we pushed our way thru the gums. Also had a VG val sedan that we used to race down the paddock and do dukes of hazard jumps over irrigation canals. Our property was 11 miles out of town toward Deni and my brother and i could drive to Deni on dirt roads without seeing any other cars (or cops) we were 11 and 14 at the time. We had a large billabong that was full of carp that we used for target practice with bow and arrows, crossbows, air rifle and 22's. Even used to throw bread in the water and hit them with a steel garden rake !
Oh the fun we had over xmas while dad was at work and poor mum had to cope with us 4 boys running amock.

[dirtdawg]

lol dont worry about 4 boys i have a mate who has 6 boys all under 8

[mittadisco]

1. At age of seven years old taking petrol cap off my father's V8 Valiant, liking the smell of the petrol and then proceeding to take huge breaths of the stuff. I think my head started spinning, and then I blacked out on the ground for ??? minutes. I didn't ever tell my parents.

2. Trying out my father's pliers (non plastic coated) to cut through an electric light cord. Sure made a loud bang and lots of flash. I think I ran outside and hid in the bushes for a while as I knew what was coming....

3. Soaking the rubbish in our 44gall incinerator with petrol and flicking a match into it. Sure made a big bang and set the side of the house alight. Lucky the hose was nearby otherwise whole lot would have gone up.

4. When working in the dairy and lighting the wood fired water heater, we used to light the fire when the wood was wet, by splashing a bit of diesel on top. That included opening up the firebox and from a container splashing a bit of diesel and quickly slamming door shut. More fool me at the age of 15 or 16 when we were out of diesel, thinking I'd be smart by stacking the fire, pouring a bit of petrol on top. Store container. Open door to firebox and quickly throw in match. The woosh was incredible - burnt face, singed hair, eyebrows ..... bit hard to explain that one....

5. At the age of about 8-9, I tried to keep up with my brothers swimming across Lake Ainsworth at lennox Head but couldn't - near death by drowning experience..

[robert42]

Thinking back life was real then,now its to much dont do this dont do that.. talking about match heads.. did the job on the tram tracks bang bang ect .ect...tram driver was not happy..ever picked match heads of and wraped then in silver foil, then hit it with a big hammer. first time it didnt go off. so I hit it harder.. my ears are still ringing 50 years later..shot my self in the mouth with a slug gun.. easy.. just hold a bit of broken beer bottle in your hand and shoot. It was all good fun then. given the chance would do it all again..kids today sit in and play vido games ..much safer.but not as good..robert42

[JohnE]

Seems to me that holding bungers in your hand as they went off and having airgun wars( I have pellet holes in my back) and blowing things up was the norm in 'our' day. ( judging by the posts so far)
the real stupid stuff didn't start until after we got our licences
i don;t want to embarress myself, but will say been there done that!!!!


john

[p38arover]

My father used to make stuff to blow up.

One day he did it with unslaked lime. It got into his eye and the neighbour flushed it with water. That turned it caustic and he lost his eye and a lot of the socket so he could never use a glass eye.

He was 9 yo. and had many, many operations over the next year - this was in 1929-1930

Ron

[dirtdawg]

damn thats bad

[dlatn]

splashing around in waterholes filled with salties until they go under the water (to make a beeline for you), getting out quick and chucking rocks at em once they pop up where you were and wonder where you went. once saw a 3 meter salty jump right out of the water. same trick with salties sheltering among mangroves on tidal marshes, only escape was made with bmxs. trying to get em away from their nests. fun then but probably wouldnt do it now.

[Cap]

Some funny (and damn dangerous stuff here lol)

I forgot to mention the matchheads too. have two boxes of matches, cut the heads off all of them. Insert heads into one empty match box, then use the other match box and cut the side igniting walls off and carefully place inside other box full of match heads. Close box, seal tightly with strong wrapping tape, make sure no holes are visible in the corners. Then, throw it as hard as you can to the ground, it will bounce up and explode right in front of you. Ears will ring for a loooong time :D

[barryj]

I've got too many to list :blush:.

I call them, 'life experiences' :o.

[WhiteD3]

I grew up at Palm Beach on the GC. My brother and I had a 12' tinnie with a 5 HP on it that we'd use to fish Tallebudgera creek. With two boys and not too much gear it would plane along ok.

Anyway, all my mates were surfers but not me..so on a good day me and a mate (we'd have been 14yo) would take the tinnie through the Tally bar and go have a chat with the boys.

So one day we're going out and about halfway the outboard stops:eek:. We're past the breakers but only just! I'm pulling the starter cord like there's no tomorrow with the mate rowing as hard as he could but no good, we're drifting closer and closer back to the breakers.:eek::eek: Just then I looked down and saw the fuel line had come of the motor:o.

Plugged it in:), primed and primed, pull, pull....nothing.:eek:

So we turned around a proceeded to row back in. Wave caught us, rolled it over, lost the oars, all the fishing gear and the motor cowling.

Dad was unimpressed to say the least but I think he was happy enough that we survived.

[Bytemrk]

Like others around here... I'm not going to list all the really stupid stuff I did as a kid....Inc just doesn't have that much server storage;).

One of my most memorable though involved the noble game of golf...

The old man used to play a bit... and when I was about 7ish... he cut down a wedge so I could start to play. We would trot around the local public coarse.. Him playing seriously (practising) .. me firing random missiles in any direction I managed to make them go.... I did slowly improve:p.

One fine afternoon when dad was at work... (actually 3 days after mum came home from hospital from having my little sister.).. I decided it was a good idea to teach my mate how to play golf in our back yard....

I set the ball up on a T and showed him how to swing etc... then stepped back to let him have a go.....

Well....all I can say is don't stand 3 feet behind the left shoulder of a right handed golfer...

I remeber him missing the ball by about a foot....and not a lot more....

The dental bills over the next 3 years far outweighed all the money Dad ever spent on his golf...and my teeth are still knackered..38 years later..

Mark