Hellions

little_ms_sunshyne · 04-03-2011, 07:10 PM

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.

Venus007 · 04-03-2011, 10:27 PM

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

1PlayfulFemme · 04-03-2011, 10:49 PM

I was a good girl....

And when I wasn't, I knew how to not get caught

Apocalipstic · 04-04-2011, 08:55 AM

I taught the other kids how to play Blackjack on the church bus

Gemme · 04-04-2011, 10:51 PM

My first kiss with tongue was in a church.

cara · 04-04-2011, 11:43 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Gemme

My first kiss with tongue was in a church.

i see your first kiss and raise you a first time i had sex was a threesome.

Apocalipstic · 04-05-2011, 12:38 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by cara

i see your first kiss and raise you a first time i had sex was a threesome.

Was it in church though?

Starbuck · 05-03-2011, 05:49 PM

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

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.

deb_U_taunt · 06-01-2011, 06:37 PM

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.

Turtle · 05-20-2012, 09:44 PM

...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

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!"

always2late · 05-20-2012, 10:40 PM

I've always loved fresh tomatoes, and my parents used to grow them in the yard. Not those supermarket tomatoes...the big, red, juicy, REAL tomatoes! As you might have guessed, a few of those tomatoes ended up being thrown...but that's not what got me into huge trouble. When I was about 9, I was eating a tomato and noticed that the inside looked very much like the inside of my cheek. Expanding on that logic, I cut a thin piece of tomato out and scraped it until it looked like my tongue (it is amazingly realistic!) I then put it over my tongue and went to find my mom. "Hey mom," I yelled "there is something wrong with my tongue!" And when I saw I got her attention, I opened my mouth and started peeling off the tomato layer. My mother screamed loud enough to shatter an eardrum (she's a little bit of a hysteric) and ran to the phone, I assume, to dial 911. I stopped her before she did and showed her that it wasn't real...and then got a whuppin' for it. But I STILL chuckle when I think about it to this day (warped sense of humor)...so I guess it was worth it.

undone · 08-02-2012, 12:10 AM

Let's see...

I was always in trouble for playing kissing games with Laura in my Lutheran kinder-garden, yep even liked the boish ones back then.

I would do stupid things for spite, like knocking over the chair and refusing to pick it up made my mom so made after asking and telling me that my aunt who lived down the block heard her screaming at me and came to check on us. I still wouldn't pick it up for my mom or my favorite aunt. Mom was in tears when she gave up.

Dad was building a large play house bigger than my bedroom and he had some windows he was gonna use in it left over from a job somewhere else, apparently he took too long and I soon discovered I thoroughly enjoyed the sound of breaking glass. looked up as I was smashing the last one when I saw his shadow on the ground... opp's didn't think that one through did I?

I decided long pig tails were too tight and pulling out my mind so I didn't want them anymore i tried to cut them my self between my scalp and the hair tie i gave up half way through and when mom took my hair out to brush it my long pretty blond hair that she loved ended up in her hand and she freaked out! My cousins love this story, more than thirty years latter they still find it funny has hell.

The teenage years were mostly jumping off various roofs, Showing the guys in the apartment complex that a girl could take them on and win, watching the other girls get drunk and stupid, filling the hot tub with soap, sneaking out just to sneak out or jump the gate of the local pool with no one else around was my favorite nighttime pastime float in the darkness and star at what ever stars that could be seen in some variance of San Bernadino or Riverside Southern California.

04-03-2011, 10:27 PM	#2
Venus007 Member How Do You Identify?: Femme Preferred Pronoun?: Serene Highness ;} Relationship Status: Dreamily contemplating some outrage against conventional morality Join Date: Mar 2010 Location: Houston area Posts: 1,362 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 1,417 Thanked 4,746 Times in 1,139 Posts Rep Power: 21474853	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 need no warrant for being, and no word of sanction upon my being. I am the warrant and the sanction. " Ayn Rand, Anthem "So you'll die happily for your sins. You'd rather die in guilt then live in love?" Timothy Leary

04-04-2011, 08:55 AM	#4
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Starbuck Senior Member How Do You Identify?: Soft Femme Preferred Pronoun?: She, her Relationship Status: Unavailable Join Date: Nov 2010 Location: Oklahoma City Posts: 2,436 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 3,378 Thanked 2,148 Times in 756 Posts Rep Power: 21474853	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 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. __________________ To forgive is to set the prisoner free, And then discover the prisoner was you.

06-01-2011, 06:37 PM	#9
deb_U_taunt Senior Member How Do You Identify?: ........ Join Date: May 2011 Location: ....... Posts: 1,748 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 5,324 Thanked 5,255 Times in 1,361 Posts Rep Power: 21474852	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.

04-03-2011, 07:10 PM	#1
little_ms_sunshyne Senior Member How Do You Identify?: . Join Date: Oct 2010 Location: . Posts: 3,312 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 13,339 Thanked 12,241 Times in 2,541 Posts Rep Power: 21474854	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.

04-03-2011, 10:49 PM	#3
1PlayfulFemme Member How Do You Identify?: An Unwitting Thread Derailer! Preferred Pronoun?: She, femme through and through Relationship Status: She is my soul. Join Date: Oct 2010 Location: In a lil sparkle of fairydust Posts: 1,026 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 6,890 Thanked 2,362 Times in 697 Posts Rep Power: 21474853	I was a good girl.... And when I wasn't, I knew how to not get caught

05-20-2012, 09:44 PM	#10
Turtle Senior Member How Do You Identify?: A mixity Preferred Pronoun?: whatever Relationship Status: chillin Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: in a really really cute little place Posts: 2,144 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 2,442 Thanked 4,529 Times in 1,220 Posts Rep Power: 21474854	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 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!"

05-20-2012, 10:40 PM	#11
always2late Senior Member How Do You Identify?: Femme Preferred Pronoun?: m'lady Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: NJ Posts: 2,000 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 1,834 Thanked 6,231 Times in 1,462 Posts Rep Power: 21474854	I've always loved fresh tomatoes, and my parents used to grow them in the yard. Not those supermarket tomatoes...the big, red, juicy, REAL tomatoes! As you might have guessed, a few of those tomatoes ended up being thrown...but that's not what got me into huge trouble. When I was about 9, I was eating a tomato and noticed that the inside looked very much like the inside of my cheek. Expanding on that logic, I cut a thin piece of tomato out and scraped it until it looked like my tongue (it is amazingly realistic!) I then put it over my tongue and went to find my mom. "Hey mom," I yelled "there is something wrong with my tongue!" And when I saw I got her attention, I opened my mouth and started peeling off the tomato layer. My mother screamed loud enough to shatter an eardrum (she's a little bit of a hysteric) and ran to the phone, I assume, to dial 911. I stopped her before she did and showed her that it wasn't real...and then got a whuppin' for it. But I STILL chuckle when I think about it to this day (warped sense of humor)...so I guess it was worth it. __________________ Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there ~ Rumi

08-02-2012, 12:10 AM	#12
undone Junior Member How Do You Identify?: me! Preferred Pronoun?: Woman Relationship Status: Sold! Join Date: Mar 2011 Location: Long Beach, CA but home is Portland Posts: 96 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 174 Thanked 178 Times in 63 Posts Rep Power: 507771	Let's see... I was always in trouble for playing kissing games with Laura in my Lutheran kinder-garden, yep even liked the boish ones back then. I would do stupid things for spite, like knocking over the chair and refusing to pick it up made my mom so made after asking and telling me that my aunt who lived down the block heard her screaming at me and came to check on us. I still wouldn't pick it up for my mom or my favorite aunt. Mom was in tears when she gave up. Dad was building a large play house bigger than my bedroom and he had some windows he was gonna use in it left over from a job somewhere else, apparently he took too long and I soon discovered I thoroughly enjoyed the sound of breaking glass. looked up as I was smashing the last one when I saw his shadow on the ground... opp's didn't think that one through did I? I decided long pig tails were too tight and pulling out my mind so I didn't want them anymore i tried to cut them my self between my scalp and the hair tie i gave up half way through and when mom took my hair out to brush it my long pretty blond hair that she loved ended up in her hand and she freaked out! My cousins love this story, more than thirty years latter they still find it funny has hell. The teenage years were mostly jumping off various roofs, Showing the guys in the apartment complex that a girl could take them on and win, watching the other girls get drunk and stupid, filling the hot tub with soap, sneaking out just to sneak out or jump the gate of the local pool with no one else around was my favorite nighttime pastime float in the darkness and star at what ever stars that could be seen in some variance of San Bernadino or Riverside Southern California.