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kay! When i was around 10, i was on the travelator thingy and a very very old lady stepped on behind me. Without thinking i leaned on the moving handrail thing and it stopped for a couple of seconds. This made the floor and the handrail thingy not syncronised. The lady nearly fell! :(:( But luckily this big strong muscle guy caught her who stepped on from behind.

it looked like it was gonna be a bad fall. So lucky! :eek:

i felt soooooo guilty! ahh! :eek: *Hides*
 
When I was twelve, at the end of the day I'd go into our tool shed, pull out the blow tourch, and have fun with some plastic army men. The whole building is made out of stone, so I was only in danger if I pointed the torch at myself. ^_^

When I was really young, I bit my own arm and said my little brother did it just to get him in trouble -_-
 
Jack of Blades said:
When I was twelve, at the end of the day I'd go into our tool shed, pull out the blow tourch, and have fun with some plastic army men. The whole building is made out of stone, so I was only in danger if I pointed the torch at myself. ^_^

When I was really young, I bit my own arm and said my little brother did it just to get him in trouble -_-
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OMG! I never thought of that!!! I should go punch myself and blame it on them
 
My two oldest brothers always had this weird habit to get off the stairs on their bellies head down. One day Rocco (my oldest brother) asked me if I would hold his feet for a while. He said: When I say ready you let go off my feet. I was around 8 years old and didn't knoew how to release his feet. So Rocco said: READY! And instead of simply letting go off his feet I pushed them. Needless to say he glided on his belly off the stairs screaming: AAAARRRRRGGHH!!!
My youngest brother still tease me with it today :D:D:D:D
 
At around age ten or eleven, I went on a VERY long solo bicycle trip without telling my parents where I was going. I caused them considerable worry, leading to one of the very few groundings I ever experienced.
 
One time while my first wife was still living, when I was on a three-week leave from the Navy, I grew my whiskers till the leave was almost over. Then one morning I shaved one side of my face (you see why this came to mind now), and waited to see how long it took Mary to notice--since she was always claiming I was the one who didn't notice things. She took something like two hours IN MY PRESENCE before she noticed.
 
Lucy but Taller said:
When I was six,I cut an electrical wire with scissors.It burnt the scissors,but that was it!!!No fire,no nothing!!It did turn the lamp off though.
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LOL! Wahahaha! A very smart thing to do, Audrey. ;)

Hmm...let's see...when I was seven I made friends with this guy that no one else liked. :D But I never told anyone I was friends with him! And now, when they ask me about it, I'm like, "What guy? I don't know who you're talking about." But LOL I've never told anyone that I was friends with him. Until now! :rolleyes: So all you people should be happy that I told you this. Well, there's probably worse things than that, but nothing I can think of right now... :cool:
 
once at a summer camp this kid i knew asked me out and i said yes becuase i'm not used to being asked out becuase i'm homeschooled!! i got in so much trouble for it and it was really embarrassing.
 
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