Author Topic: childhood memories  (Read 5571 times)

post some childhood memories

heres some of mine:

1. my friends and i would play black ops 2 zombies/halo reach/mw3/minecraft and blast monsercat music from this old HP we had

2. my friends and my brother's friends would play a game called Jason where we ran around one of my friend's house at night while someone chased us with a hockey stick and a scream mask. there was this rifle with a flashlight crappily duct taped to the top someone could use if they survived the previous round where if you shot jason he was immobile for 30 seconds. oh and jason had to wack the street sign three times to signify that hes coming.

back in the spring/summer of 2007 when i was 10 years old i threw a bucket at this one kid because he was being a richard to me and all the other kids. thing is he was autistic. im talking like full on non-verbal autism. i feel bad in retrospect because that kid probably just had no idea how to interact with us other kids but damn if it didn't feel cathartic as hell to finally thwack that curly-haired little ginger forget at the time.

so much animal death  :cookieMonster:

beating up rocks with faces on them

beating up rocks with faces on them
ooo there's a childhood memory

me and my brother used to have rock fights. wed throw rocks at each other and it always sucked when wed get new gravel in cause theyd be the large sharp mother forgeters.......




I pushed a girl because she pushed me. People got mad at me for pushing a girl and soon guys were pushing me.
When the teacher came out and sorted the situation out, asked me why I thought it was okay to push a girl.
I said fair's fair: If she's gonna shove me, I will back.
Teacher understood the arguement I was making, but reminded me that society's a bitch and pushing back makes me just as bad, regardless of gender.

Since then, I've only said horrible things to girls in response.

Since then, I've only said horrible things to girls in response.
do you hate girls

Rolling a dice with 5 friends, each picked a number. The number that lands on the dice was a zombie and the rest were survivors. The zombie had to tackle a survivor to turn it into a zombie until one survivor remained, time was up, or longest time surviving. Those were the good times

i fell down the stairs

wow you had the same childhood experience as i did

are we secretly twins

me and my cohorts building a fort in the wilderness after school

remember the first time I met this friendly dude in primary school because we were in the same class and both dumb kids. we're still best friends.

a dude walked up behind me once while I was playing Pokemon platinum in the playground and tried to grab my DS and I dodged and he hit his hand on the tree
he jumped back and started crying and then ran to tell the teacher "he wouldn't share his DS with me and then hurt me!!"
the teacher walked up and asked what happened so I said this kid tried to take my DS and then hit the tree, and there was a faint red mark there to show it
principal walks up and teacher explains it, kid gets ISS

once he's out he loving walks up behind me and slaps me on the back of my head while I'm doing a test, and being the 'i don't give a stuff' kid I hit my head on the desk, groan and continue working
handicapoteacher walks up and asks "why did he slap you? are you fighting?" and I say no and then she calls security and tells them that we were fighting anyways
security takes me to office and I explain, camera footage pulled up and it's proved
principal decides to suspend kid for rest of semester due to him dealing drugs

last day of 4th grade this guy comes up behind me while I'm waiting for my ride with a piece of glass and thankfully he's fat so I haul ass to the school and a Dean comes out, kid loving stabs the dean trying to hold him and dean pushes him away and rushes into the school to call the police

the police come and they pull a broken cologne bottle out of this kids pocket. then out of nowhere he loudly shouts "SCREW YOU" and is put into the police car

next semester I see him in special education while walking past their hallway.