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rode on the trunk of my dad's sw with several other children.
Stuck a housekey into an electrical outlet to pretend I was driving a car. Not sure how I didn't die, honestly.
I once set fire to a tissue to see what would happen. Fortunately I'd had the foresight to have a glass of water just incase.
When I was a kid I was told that if I professed my love for Jesus publicly that I would be ridiculed and possibly physically harmed. I grew up in suburban America
Pretty sure people still believe that and are teaching that to their kids today.
lol
Build a flamethrower with a super soaker. Swim with sharks.
With some friends, I built an βunguided SAM launcherβ using some wood, a lot of aluminum foil, some metal rods, and a bunch of model rockets, and we tried to shoot down stunt kites we were flying near it.
Weβd have probably gotten DHS called on us if we did it nowadays lol
Walk and ride my bike alone to school from about the age of six.
A lot of LSD
Freedom.
Made a trebuchet that almost destroyed a neighbor's car. Tried to build a fuel-air bomb out of kerosene and a shotgun shell. Made napalm out of gasoline and styrofoam. Huntes squirrels with a .22 rifle.
Weird childhood.
Lawn darts
I have a scar just under my jawline from when I almost speared myself in the neck while jumping into a copse of trees amid a hail of paintball fire. I crashed through a big broad leaf to see a branch snapped off right under it, the breakage accidentally a sharp point. I should have speared myself right through the brain but I twisted and grazed myself.
built a sledding track that required some tricky drifting at the end to avoid going onto the major highway the semi-trucks use.
How Gen-X do we wanna be here? You should see my sacro-illiac injury or the gnarly plate in my arm. Or hear how I dislocated my shoulder or bent the back of all my cervical vertebrae when I fell onto the concrete.
Ate fried veal brain all the time: it's sooo good! Since the CJD outbreaks that's something we learned not to do.
Walking alone around the river bank, with a kitchen knife on my belt. I was "adventuring".
Play on the streets unsupervised have knives, playing on building sites and similar and that was about at a guess 6 or 7. We also played in the local park and generally got up to mischief.
Dangerous then and especially now, but my oldest brother lit off a firework in our backyard, right near or around when school was getting out. We lived a couple blocks away from an elementary school. It was loud enough that the school thought someone was shooting.
This was mid-late 2000s. I imagine if he did it today, the police would have absolutely arrested him without a second thought.
Launched real bullets out of my slingshot at a dumpster
To be fair that was still dangerous. One actually went off.
Also dumped rubber cement over a kids bike and lit it on fire