People over 35 should be dead

[Wijbrandus]

M80's are also thrown into swimming pools when occupied by squealing girls.

Empties the pool really fast, but make sure you can outrun the parents.

 

[Quarrior]

I know the food we ate had so much sugar and preservatives that you can't possibly kill us off. We have been preserved

This sounds suspicously like an advertisement for Twinkies. They never go bad. I think I at some from WWII once. :11:

 

[The Kraken]

I really AM NOT TRYING TO BOOST MY POSTING COUNT by double posting, I don't know how that happened!!! Really !!!

 

[michaelp68]

This sounds suspicously like an advertisement for Twinkies. They never go bad. I think I at some from WWII once. :11:

They go bad. I ate them with mold on them. They still tasted great, and the mold probably made me stronger. But they were really quite covered with mold.

 

[Dan Gibson]

I think those were the green variety that came out around St. Patricks Day. There were green ones?

They go bad. I ate them with mold on them. They still tasted great, and the mold probably made me stronger. But they were really quite covered with mold.

 

[Dan Gibson]

I think my favorites were playing fireball (tennis ball dipped in gasoline) barehanded in the streets. It's like barehanded tennis. You stomp on the ball after all the fuzz burns off and it pops. One made it into the pine bushes once. I thought it was going to burn the bushes down around the whole back yard. Later I found out my mom hated those bushes. I should have let them burn.

The other favorite is playing dodge ball (sort of) on a bike. You ride really fast past your friends who throw a basketball as hard as they can at your head and try to knock you off the bike.

btw, no one died in my neighborhood doing these things. A few broken bones and 2nd degree burns were all that resulted.

I remember playing tag with my brother with first lawn darts, and then dartboard darts.
Haaaaa great days

 

[Hank49]

I think my favorites were playing fireball (tennis ball dipped in gasoline) barehanded in the streets. It's like barehanded tennis. You stomp on the ball after all the fuzz burns off and it pops. One made it into the pine bushes once. I thought it was going to burn the bushes down around the whole back yard. Later I found out my mom hated those bushes. I should have let them burn.

The other favorite is playing dodge ball (sort of) on a bike. You ride really fast past your friends who throw a basketball as hard as they can at your head and try to knock you off the bike..

This is great. Good stories. When my brother and I were around 11-12 we made a treehouse that was 81 feet off the ground in a hickory tree. (there was an evolution of four others before this one) We used to sleep up there. And we made a rope swing tied to a limb in a huge oak tree 90 feet off the ground. We used to tie a ski rope to the main rope, go across the creek, climb 30 feet up this little tree and sail out of there. What a rush. The mothers in the neighborhood didn't like their kids up there. Finally the cops came and cut it down. wimps.

 

[Dan Gibson]

Speaking of heights, I had many fights with my brother on top of our house. That's three stories up on a slate roof. No one ever fell despite the steep second pitch on the roof. I even managed to get in a fight in a tree with him once.

I say this stuff builds character. Todays kids just don't have the advantages we have because they lack these experiences.

This is great. Good stories. When my brother and I were around 11-12 we made a treehouse that was 81 feet off the ground in a hickory tree. (there was an evolution of four others before this one) We used to sleep up there. And we made a rope swing tied to a limb in a huge oak tree 90 feet off the ground. We used to tie a ski rope to the main rope, go across the creek, climb 30 feet up this little tree and sail out of there. What a rush. The mothers in the neighborhood didn't like their kids up there. Finally the cops came and cut it down. wimps.

 

[Far_X]

Interesting turn of events... Are the people making the legislature really the ones that were doing the "crazy" every day stuff we did? Or are they the ones that would look on in envy coz they were too scared to:

swing on a rope to see who could jump the highest on to the bank opposite

race go-karts without brakes down steep back lanes (only needed those front wheels to turn at high speeds and the axle to hold your weight as it turned)

pedal bicycles so fast to see if you could actually make the 180 degree turn into the next back lane - knees scraping on the ground on some of those turns - but we did have a look out to make sure no cars were coming on those days!!!

playing soccer during school breaks on a five-a-side yard - however, there were about 20 different games going on at the same time and if you got through playtime without a ball hitting you in the face you were lucky - the teachers looked on without any thought of stopping it until one of the balls inevitably smashed a classroom window :lol:

Lost count of the number of worms I ate - my eldest sister actually sold them to me - total exploitation!!!

I haven't got kids so I don't know if I would make them wear helmets when riding a bike but I guess I would probably want to know WHERE they were playing most of the time - not HOW they are playing.

 

[Scuba_Jenny]

Wow! Some really good stuff here.
In Florida, its against the law to ride a bike without a helmet. And God forbid if you rode a skateboard, rollerblades, razor scooter or anything else with wheels without a helmet. The parent would probably be reported to HRS for child abuse.

A kid nowadays isn't allowed to be bored, or have to find a way to play using their imagination. The parent must be totally involved in their life also, meddling in every affair making sure all is fair and egos don't get bruised. Problems are discussed and resolved...conflict resolution.

Why can't kids just be kids and be allowed to grow up at their own pace?