Stupid things you did growing up. (NDR maybe, maybe not)

Where I grew up in Gloucester, there are a lot of very deep quarries that are mostly filled with water. Jumping from the side of the quarry into the water was a great summer pastime. Some of the cliffs were 50+ feet over the water. One of the older kids was coaching us younger kids about jumping (feet first) from one of the higher quarry walls. His advice was to point your feet and "cup your nuts" just before hitting the water....the latter bit of advice being of great importance. Well, on my first and only attempt I did remember to point my feet.....not so much on the last bit. Talk about painful! It still makes me cringe.


Nate
 
I used to set up my toy plastic soldiers in the dirt pile, with trenches, bunkers and other fortifications in the back yard and shoot them down with the BB gun. To my amazement my dad comes along and hands me a couple packs of fire crackers to clear out the bunkers with. Whoo hooo! was my response and set to work. Of course I had to up the ante....so I went to the garden shed and filled a dixie cup with gas. Ran to the dirt pile and dug in a half pack of fire crackers under the gas filled dixie cup. To my spectacular delight everything blew off according to plan. Next thing I know Dad is running up the sidewalk screaming what the H@#L am I doing??.....Grinning ear to ear..My response..."a very successful napalm strike". Dad stood silent...quietly said don't do that again...what if your mother found out? I swear he was smiling when he turn around to walk away. Aahh the good old days......
 
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