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I was for sure a trouble maker...Where do I even start?
Had my first beer when I was in the 3RD GRADE! I will never forget it..beer in one hand and a little miss singing mermaid in the other! We dissected a cat in Anatomy and Physiology...I took it upon myself to put the parts in my teacher's locker. The next morning she had an interesting greeting lol I was the only kid in highschool with nipple rings and a tattoo! lol I wont even tell you what happened in "church camp" within the "forest of prayer"! Lets just say, it was a little heavenly....lol My dad was a holy roller for a while and my mother rarely says a curse word let alone does anything else not considered "ladylike". I am surprised they still love me lol Anyhow, now no one would ever believe that I was a troublemaker. |
A story from my miss spent youth. . .
My sister and I would take the bus to school then hoof it to the south shore train or if we were broke we would hitch hike to Chicago, fool around for the day then hitch hike or take the train back and ride the bus home. We loved flirting with those nice sailors in their beautiful uniforms around Great Lakes Naval Base oh it is a wonder she and I are still alive today |
I was a good girl....
And when I wasn't, I knew how to not get caught ;) |
I taught the other kids how to play Blackjack on the church bus :)
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My first kiss with tongue was in a church.
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wow I could write a book I think . hahah When I have a little more free time, I will amuse, the easily amused, with my misadventures .:mohawk:
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I made out heavily in the prayer room!
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By the time I was old enough to actually want to go to church, I was regularly raiding my brothers stash of porn magazines. Then I somehow decided to become Mormon.
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I got paddled my first day of Kindergarten because I bit a little girl who sat next to me and told the teacher "my pet dragon, Applehead, did it". :|
Not even a month later, I got paddled again because I tied another little girl to the tetherball pole with one of those really thin plastic jumpropes and left her there. She was still tied up when we all went in from recess and they didnt discover her for a while. :| When I was about 9, my cousin and I broke into our church and screwed all the settings up on the organ (it played the Bossanova when the lady turned it on the next Sunday morning) and swam in the baptismal. :| |
wow...y'all were just plain naughty in church. The only thing I ever really did in church was moon passing cars from the church bus during youth group field trips...lol
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Early sex educator
When I was around 8 I taught my best friend DeAnna's birthday slumber party how to masturbate, then we all proceeded to gleefully wank off for quite some time. DeAnna's mother came in because she heard strange noises and found all 8-9 of us all going at it. She was a little upset. The piece de resistance was when I asked DeAnna's mom if she knew how to do it and offered to teach her.
I was not allowed to play with DeAnna any more after that. |
When I was three, tried to flush a home made dress pattern down my great grandmothers toilet. When it did not go down after a few flushes, I poked my hand in there and pushed on it as much as I could. They already had straight pins in them and had been cut out. I heard them coming to find out where I was and hid. They retrieved the pattern from the john. My grandmother and great grandmother were always selecting patterns and making prissy dresses for me from the time I was three years old until around seven. I purely hated those dresses or any dress for that matter. Seems to me they would have caught on much sooner ... because of the incident in the bathroom. I remember these dresses always involved outer lace covering and it was so scratchy under my arms - not that I would have liked them anyway.
At five years old, promised my mom if she would buy me the cowboy outfit I wanted for Halloween, then I would play with the doll she insisted on buying for me. Not sure if that one was the Chatty Kathy or the one that peed on itself and needed its diapers changed. At any rate, I tore its head off ... accidentally. |
Firestarter!
When I was a kid, I was such a pyromaniac it wasn't funny! My brother and I once set a large bush in the neighbor's yard on fire. That bush was right next to our detatched, wooden garage and the fire ended up burning part of the wall.
Anyway, large billowing, white puffs of smoke went up into the air :blink: causing a neighbor two houses down to come to our back gate to ask us if we had a fire going and thankfully by that time we had used 2-liter bottles of water from our swimming pool to put out the fire, so we told the truth and said, "no", LOL...those were the days. |
I was a naughty girl
Made my sister eat some berries, because we were told they are poison. She didn't even get sick.
Cracked another sister's head open with a brick. She paid me back by breaking my arm. Stole a FEW cars here and there. Shoplifting paid for smokes and drugs. Broke out of the girl's school, twice, they wouldn't take me back after that for some reason. Threw a coke in a teacher's face. They didn't even have to ask my name, when bringing me into Juvey by the time I was 14. I got a welcome back. :( This doesn't even scratch the surface, Had it all out of my system by 23. |
OK, so I liked to help myself to a little freedom...
...starting at age four, I asked Rusty to go to the park with me to feed the ducks...with no parental units. Rusty's mom found us and left me there :blink:
When I was about 7, I walked off from day camp and decided to go play at the school down the street...just cuz. In jr. high my favorite activity was running out of school when there was snow, going to the park and makin a pile of snowballs for when the school buses drove by...they always had OPEN windows...needless to say, I had a good arm... I was always throwing or shooting something - spitballs, firecrackers, eggs... Good thing I finally cut that shit out...and when my troublemaker son used to say, "And don't tell me you never did anything"...I would say, "Yeah, but I never got caught!" |
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