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| Deletion. | May 4 2008, 12:34 AM Post #16 |
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If I was your sister, knowing how jumpy I am, I would've freaked out.
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| .Michael | May 4 2008, 01:35 AM Post #17 |
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My parents don't tell stories... they break out the home videos... :'(
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| Leda | May 4 2008, 11:48 PM Post #18 |
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cARpE dIEm
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My mom was acting in a play and I was too young to understand that. So I walked down the aisle up to the stage and pulled up my dress. My mom was mortified and my dad had to come get me back in my seat. :duh: Thus ending my brief career as a flasher. |
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| amhc | May 4 2008, 11:50 PM Post #19 |
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resident jesus
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Apparently when I was very little and my parents were still living at my grandparents house, when I was about two or three, my grandfather used to mow the lawn and I'd play along like I was also mowing. I had a little toy lawnmower and I followed him around in my diaper & pacifier. ![]() Yeah, mine sucks. I can't remember any.
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| Deletion. | May 4 2008, 11:55 PM Post #20 |
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That story definitely made my day, babe. I wish I had better stories about myself, but I remember what my brother did once. He was about 3 and I was 1 and he carried a bottle of bleach up to my room (ours at the time) and dumped it all over the green rug. Thank got I finally got my room redone last fall and got rid of that gross stained rug.
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| Lydia | May 5 2008, 12:04 AM Post #21 |
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Cogito ergo sum
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We once went to Galveston when I was really young and my parents told me there were these crabs hidden in the sand that would sometimes pop out. So when we went to the beach, I would hop around in the sand trying to get away from the sand crabs before they came up and pinched my toes with their claws. My parents also used to tell me they would unscrew my belly button and make my legs fall off if I misbehaved. |
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| Maciel Victor | May 5 2008, 12:12 AM Post #22 |
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Mine aren't entertaining but I think it would be nice to share. When I was little, I would run around the house with a wretch. And I would swing it around. One night, I randomly woke up from a deep sleep, got a wretch from a basement, ran around the house swinging it. Wasn't using my intelligence I ran STRAIGHT into a door with the wretch near my teeth. My parents heard the noise and rushed to see what happened. I was bleeding from my mouth pretty bad, but after a while, it stopped and I was put back to bed. My parents took the wretch and put it somewhere high. When they left, I rushed out of bed, grabbed the wretch from where it was, And slept with it like it was a teddy bear or something. <<;; Now I sleep with an orange fourteen year old cat whom never stops meowing because he wants a hug. |
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| lostforwords | May 5 2008, 09:56 AM Post #23 |
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i dont even
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My mum used to tell me that if I didn't eat all of my dinner I'd explode. That was when I was really young though, so I kind of believed it, but ate all of my dinner just incase. :hehe: |
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| Woody. | May 5 2008, 12:03 PM Post #24 |
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I have something similar to that but with a phone. Whenever the phone rang I always rushed to one that we had which was actually disconnected and I used to pretend I was speaking to someone haha. |
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:'(



I wish I had better stories about myself, but I remember what my brother did once. He was about 3 and I was 1 and he carried a bottle of bleach up to my room (ours at the time) and dumped it all over the green rug. 

3:07 PM Jul 11