I fell off a roof when I was in kindergarten and broke my wrist. I don't remember getting into trouble for being on the roof, which could have been deadly - but when I tried to sneak up to the pool to swim (which wasn't allowed because of the cast), my mom caught me halfway up the street and tanned my hide.
Growing up with two older brothers, I spent the first six years of my life as something between tortured pet and a scientific experiment. ("Let's throw her off the top of the bunk bed and see if she bounces.")
But by the time I hit my teenage years I was in full retaliation mode and pranking them in the worst ways. Chocolate covered soap, letters and phone messages from fake secret admirers, the odd pot seed left in their pants pockets for mom to find... you name it.
Now when we have family get togethers they always look at me like "I wonder what she's got planned for me now."
WhatUwish4: Growing up with two older brothers, I spent the first six years of my life as something between tortured pet and a scientific experiment. ("Let's throw her off the top of the bunk bed and see if she bounces.")
But by the time I hit my teenage years I was in full retaliation mode and pranking them in the worst ways. Chocolate covered soap, letters and phone messages from fake secret admirers, the odd pot seed left in their pants pockets for mom to find... you name it.
Now when we have family get togethers they always look at me like "I wonder what she's got planned for me now."
sounds like you turned the tables on them just in time! LOL. seed in the pocket? that is pretty clever.
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I'm thinking your selective memory isn't the problem, but more that the stories are too evil to tell!