(either that or what flavoured Slurpee I could buy from my local 7-11)
Getting dumped isn't the worst thing..... confiding in an online herp forum is.
Hahaha.or how many skinks i could catch in the garden while mum went shopping...
or what nintendo game i wanted to play next...
or where i wanted to ride my bike...
or what movie to wathc
or what tv to watch
or what tree to climb
or what to poke with a stick
or what to throw a rock at
or what ball i wanted to kick....
wow... so many choices.
We were a bit more inventive ....paper bags ,some barker eggs and a lighterHahaha.
Me and my brothers used to throw lemons at people front doors. No idea why,but it was funny at the time...lol
Hahaha.
Me and my brothers used to throw lemons at people front doors. No idea why,but it was funny at the time...lol
what do you mean used to..
lol i also used to turn peoples water meters off which were beside the foot path lol...
Well, i havent done it recently ..lol wed take the lemons from random houses..cut them in half and then throw them at ppls doors..hehe
We used to also do the ring doorbell and run thing... there was one house we ALWAYS done , and this night he was waiting for us...he chased us!! Me and my brothers friend had to hide under someones car ..we were packing it! haha good times!!
Am I the only one that ever did the burning a barker egg in the paper bag trick?
Looks like it
My neighbour has this fetish of hunting through my rubbish bin on a Sunday night, I don't know why, I've confronted him about it and he still does it (I don't think he's all there). Recently I'd gaffa-taped a bunch of those party-poppers on the inside of the bin and taped the little rip-cords to the lid. I have to admit I was inside giggling like a little school kid when I heard the thing go off at 11pm that night :lol: He never said a thing about it :lol:
bahhhhhhhhahaha :lol::lol::lol::lol::lol:..(well I was around 11 years old when we did the dog poo bag trick ..).Looks like it
My neighbour has this fetish of hunting through my rubbish bin on a Sunday night, I don't know why, I've confronted him about it and he still does it (I don't think he's all there). Recently I'd gaffa-taped a bunch of those party-poppers on the inside of the bin and taped the little rip-cords to the lid. I have to admit I was inside giggling like a little school kid when I heard the thing go off at 11pm that night :lol: He never said a thing about it :lol:
Mmmm, what I wouldn't give to be 15 again...
I've been there, I've done that... and I think I've gone insane now, but hell, who needs drugs when you're a nutcase like me?!?
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