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Things I still wonder why the hell I did that as a kid...

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TonytheFish · 24/02/2014 14:09

20 years later, this still makes me wonder why I was such an odd child!

I was a bit shy granted, but still...

In 2nd year seniors, start of the new school year, new art class and teacher, everyone gets in and sits down at new desks, I was the last one in...and my spot at the table had no chair!

So, did I mention to the teacher that there was no chair! nope.

What I did, was sort of crouch down, into some fake sitting position and stay there for the entire double period! Pretending to sit! As if no one would notice...!

It is this sort of thing, that means I will never ever attend a school reunion!

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Cigarettesandsmirnoff · 26/02/2014 12:36

Ha ha ha thereis

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KatieMeLuna · 26/02/2014 13:02

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TonytheFish · 26/02/2014 13:05

Oh, I had a thread make it on discussions of the day! I have never had a thread get more than 15 replies before!

off to make myself a trophy out of cardboard, glue, glitter and toilet roll! Then use the glue to stick my fingers together, and spread it all over my hand just so I can peel it off later!

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EmotionalCrotch · 26/02/2014 13:10

Wey Tony! Wine

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CoastingAlongSlowly · 26/02/2014 13:13

Ha Ha.. These posts are so funny.. I had this thread emailed to me this morning from my best friend of 28 years.. saying that she expects me to add to it!!..HaHa cheeky bitch!!..

Too many to mention but makes me feel almost normal now from some of the strange random things I have done:-

I remember being on a long journey, stuck in the back of the car, cruising along the Motorway in dads Ford Cortina, getting smoked out by mum and dads fags and being bored as hell with my crayons and colouring book, and deciding to write HELP on an A4 piece of paper, hold it up against the side window and watch all the other drivers/passengers worried faces as Dad was doing his overtaking, with a look of please rescue me on my little face!. Evil Child!.

Another time, think I was about 6 and my sister about 3, and she was still going through that bedwetting stage. Anyway one night we were made to share the same bed, as we had relatives staying over. I awoke in the night dying for a wee,(ps it was freezing), no central heating in those days and thought really cant be bothered going to the bathroom, so looked over at my peaceful sleeping little sis, cocked my leg over her and pissed all over her private area, she still doesn't know today that I did this.. so in the morning she got bollocked and had no recollection of wetting herself!. sorry Caz! (blush)

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LieInsAreRarerThanTigers · 26/02/2014 13:30

Tony you weren't called 'Triffid' at school were you? 'Triffid' did that chair thing in a lesson with a fearsome English teacher but ended up passing out!
I can remember walking around Stratford on Avon on a school theatre trip aged about 13 and pretending to be loud Americans with a group of friends.
Also aged about 9 I felt embarassed to say 'please' in a clear voice at the ice cream van and remember mumbling a sort of 'pliz' - weird!
I am sure there are lots more...

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EmotionalCrotch · 26/02/2014 13:30

Coasting! Shock Grin

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RebeccaMumsnet · 26/02/2014 13:48

Hi there,

After several requests, we have moved this thread over to classics.

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TonytheFish · 26/02/2014 14:21

LieInsAreRarerThanTigers Erm...nope! It was an art class, and a whole new set of ppl for me, as I had been moved up to the next grp! I am surprised anyone ever spoke to me!

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AllThatGlistens · 26/02/2014 14:38

We had an extremely odd thing in secondary school of covering our pencil tins in tippex and then scratching graffiti onto them with a compass (normally whoever we fancied and hated at the time).

Naturally this changed on a weekly basis, so a row of us would be found repainting our tins with aforementioned tippex ready for our next round of compass etchings Hmm

I remember having a temp physics teacher in once (extremely good looking young chap that had recently left the army iirc so naturally we all fell in love)

I was dared to mess about with a condom one of the boys had procured to see if he noticed obviously, me being a cocky teen managed to flick it straight at him. I actually cracked my head on the desk as I dived to pretend to be rummaging in my bag for something, probably tippex to paint my tin!

Weirdo..

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Shosha1 · 26/02/2014 14:46

Aged about 13, trying to impress some spotty youth said I could jump off a row of garage roofs

Oh I did it alright.

Two black eyes and a broken knows later after my face hity knees.

Took forever for the bruises to go and spotty youth would talk to me as I looked awful.

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Edendance · 26/02/2014 14:56

I Love these!

I used to pick at my fingernails and the skins round them when in bed, then if it got sore or bled I would make little bandages out of strips of tissue and water and build them up. I'd then aim to leave them on all night or wait until they went quite solid and leave them on the side to dry so I could reapply them the following day! I also used to bite off my fingernails and either eat them or keep them in a little jar...

My best friend used to have a bucket of salt blocks I presume they used to use for the dishwasher in their downstairs toilet and we used to go in there and lick them! The same friend used to insist we went to the toilet together every time Hmm

I used to be convinced that I had an amazing singing voice but be coy about it- I would sing the Joseph soundtrack in the car with my mum, positive that it was only a matter of time before she called up an agency and showed them my talent!

About 10/11 years old my group of friends decided that farting was the funniest thing ever. We would have to announce 'silence please' before letting one rip as loud as possible! There's even a video tape somewhere of me as a weather forecaster predicting 'strong winds' and then letting one off... I should really try and track that down and destroy it

Finally, on my second brownie camp i streaked all the way down the corridor, no idea why, just thought it'd be funny! A couple of years later I then streaked around my grandmas garden in the snow for a £1 bet from my Dad... NO idea how that came about!

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RevealTheHiddenBeach · 26/02/2014 15:07

LOVE this thread.

When we were about 12/13 we used to go into town and into butchers, pasty shops etc and ask for 'codded beef', and then pretend to get really annoyed when the people serving us (understandably) had no idea what it was.

There was a bush in the park which was hollowed out and you could sit in the middle of it. We decided to make up a club, with membership cards and everything. We were called The Bush Club.

I hope kids today are just as weird as we were Smile it would be such a shame to think they are missing out on the future horror of remembering their teenage years!

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Mandy2003 · 26/02/2014 15:38

My house number was 2 when I was a child. The club thing must have been such a fashion because I called mine "The Number 2 Club"!! Well, it wasn't slang that was used by my parents so I had no idea of the double meaning Blush

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feathermucker · 26/02/2014 15:48

Marking.......excellent thread.

I remember people in my class who used to draw with compasses on their arms and do the whole 'blood brothers' thing.

One of us would say ""fork" (or similar) snd someone else would say "off"

Blush Hmm

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EmotionalCrotch · 26/02/2014 15:51

Aged about 8 I used to dance and sing in my bedroom with my cat, not normal kid dancing I thought I could do ballroom dancing. She was always sporting some hideous dress creation I had concocted from dolls clothes.

That was until she bit my nose and clawed my lips. I don't know if it was the dresses I made her wear or the singing but she drew a lot of blood.

I also had a load of posters all over my bedroom wall out of Smash Hits and the like. I used to get changed under the duvet or in the dark in case they were watching me.

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MackerelOfFact · 26/02/2014 15:59

This will out me spectacularly to anyone who knows me from school...

Me and my three best friends at primary school used to save morsels of all the components of our lunch (sandwiches, fromage frais, dairylea trianges, crisps, you name it) and mush it up into a paste inside a pouch of clingfilm.

We would then give it to the teacher to put on the bird table for the birds. We called it 'bird paste' and believed it was a revolutionary new foodstuff for our avian friends. Each lunchtime it miraculously disappeared, so we duly made more - after all, the birds were clearly LOVING it.

Obviously the teacher either didn't put it on the bird table or threw away the rank concoction as soon as our backs were turned. I remember her trying to gently discourage us - she could see our intentions were kind even if our execution was deeply peculiar.

I have no idea why we thought birds wished to consume our lunch in paste form. We even added orange squash to achieve the desired sloppy consistency.

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MackerelOfFact · 26/02/2014 16:04

Oh another one.

I was at a friend's house. There was a dead blackbird in her sandpit, and a blunt knife.

So we cut the head off the blackbird with the blunt knife.

It took ages.

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TonytheFish · 26/02/2014 16:20

EmotionalCrotch - I also had a load of posters all over my bedroom wall out of Smash Hits and the like. I used to get changed under the duvet or in the dark in case they were watching me.

Oh, I hated that too! Even now, if I have a magazine, I have to turn it so the cover is facing down so the eyes cant see me!!

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ThatFuckerFancyPuffin · 26/02/2014 16:22

I have another.

When in Junior school (in Kent where I was born and raised) me and my bf decided to pretend we were from some far flung exotic place that used different words.

It would go something like;

'Can you do a handstand?'



'No, that's not a handstand that's a cartwheel'

'Yes it is' Hmm

Oh, it must mean something different here, we don't speak the language here, we're from Lincoln.'

Fucking twats we were Grin

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sittingbythepoolwithenzo · 26/02/2014 16:29

Oh I recognise so many of these!

I also had an entire stable of imaginary horses, and spent a whole year on horseback in the playground. The teachers used to wait for us to put them in the stable before starting lessons.

At upper school, we all wore leather shoe laces aaround our arms (in the style of Aha). We bought them from the cobblers in the village, who clearly thought we were bonkers. We had to take them off for PE, so the next lesson was spent with the teacher walking up and down the rows of desks tying the knots for us.

I fancied a boy who had a saturday job in Rumbelows, and went in to buy batteries every week.Blush

Oh, and I got my period in a physics lesson. Very scared of the teacher, so I took my sock off and stuffed it down my knickers rather than going to the loo.

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educatingarti · 26/02/2014 16:30

One last one, we used to make little polystyrene cubes, then stick double sided Sellotape to the bottom and stick a feather in the top, then drop them out the window onto people's heads. That was REALLY funny. But quite demented!!!

This made me laugh so much!

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AmberSpyglass · 26/02/2014 16:37

I am literally crying! DD keeps looking concerned ans asking if I'm ok.

Aged around 5 or 6 I would occasionally wee on my bedroom carpet and blame it on the poor dog. Then my bf told me she weed behind the sofa if there was something good on telly and she didn't want to miss it so I felt vindicated.

In primary school some friends and I started a club called "The Fucking Club" because we were so cool and grown up that we actually swore! We had membership cards that one of my friends made on her computer. It was a painstakingly drawn picture of a hand flipping the bird, that she'd done in Paint.

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Sylvanas · 26/02/2014 16:49

I'm another one who tried to sharpen my little finger. I didn't want my DM to call me stupid so I untwisted it myself and then tore off the whole nail getting my finger free. I told my DM that I didn't know how it happened.

I once saw a cooking program which used petals so the next day I ate about half a dozen dandelions during morning break at school. I vomited a lot and again, I repeatedly said I didn't know how it happened, only no one was asking that time as they just assumed I had a bug of some sort.

When I was about 8-9 a group of the popular girls at school were arguing about whether babies come out of the wee or poo hole. As I was the quiet type, I was obviously not also clever and so I was asked which it was. I couldn't imagine how anyone could wee out a baby so I said they came out the poo hole and that was their argument settled. Funnily enough there was one girl who was insistent they came out of neither and there was a third hole. She was an idiot, laughed at for a bit and then ignored.

In secondary school we also did the phoning 0800 numbers,from the one pay phone while a queue of kids who actually needed to call someone waited. Our favourite was the pot noodle one as the call handlers always replied professionally no matter how stupid the questions were.(can you cook pot noodle with cold water/ milk/ coffee, can you live off only pot noodle, can you fall in love and marry pot noodle, etc.) The supervisors must of been over their shoulders permanently judging by how patient they were.

I am itching to twist my chin.

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Sunshineonsea · 26/02/2014 17:09

I have done lots of these including selling rose water 'perfume'

I used to sing opera songs into a hairbrush and think I was really good, god knows I must've given my mum some laughs

We used to ring 0800 numbers and I can still remember the sex line number ( 0800 28 29 30)

I used to make up terrible lies too, I don't know how anyone ever believed them

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