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During my lunch break I went for a walk, and in between looking at women I started to think about the things I used to get up to as a youth.

The first thing that came to mind was the extreme enjoyment me and my mates used to get out of doing "genies" down the local park.
For those of you who don't know or can't remember what a "genie" is.... its when you get a full box of matches, take one match out, light it, and put it back in the box. The rest of the box then ignites and you get a flame, a puff of smoke (this is the genie bit), and cremated fingers.
Great fun.

The next thing that came to mind was smoking tea bags.
Now we didn't actually smoke tea bags, we used to pour the contents of a tea bag into a cigarette emptied of its tobacco, or just roll up a tea joint using rizla.
Nothing could beat a PG Tips buzz! (although I'm pretty sure the buzz was actually just in our minds).


So what did you lot used to get up to when you were young(er) and foolish(er)???

 

[GeneralWest]

I remember doing genies. I also remember the jellyfish which involved putting a few drops of petrol in a condom and throwing it on a bonfire. If you get it right the condom melts and floats in the air above the fire. It takes a bit of skill though, too much petrol or too hard a throw and you just get a big bang and lose your eyebrows, don't try this at home kids!

 

[crazy88]

We went through a spell at school of standing at the top of the stairs, leaning over and doing large breaths, about 30+ times, until we went dizzy/ began to black out. We'd then attempt to run down the stairs as fast as we could. Usually it ended up with you spark out on the floor at the bottom, no recollection of getting there and your mates all cracking up laughing in your face.

I'm sure it's really not a good thing to do...but we were young and we survived, just.

 

[Sock]

LOL we used to do a similar thing where you crouch down and take deap breaths for about 30 seconds, then stand up quickly and get a mate to give you a bear hug!

Out you would go lol

We also used to put a metal drain pipe in a fire and drop in a can of Lynx, it would fire out like a rocket!

fire works ( when you could still get double air bombs ) in the dog s**t bins was a popular past time too lol

 

[crazy88]

LOL we used to do a similar thing where you crouch down and take deap breaths for about 30 seconds, then stand up quickly and get a mate to give you a bear hug!

Out you would go lol

We also used to put a metal drain pipe in a fire and drop in a can of Lynx, it would fire out like a rocket!

fire works ( when you could still get double air bombs ) in the dog s**t bins was a popular past time too lol

Were we friends as kids? Ha!

The best firework playtime for me was when we found an old chest freezer and put an airbomb in it. It was so loud when it went off, we then went to walk over and the door blew open with the loudest bang. The first bang we heard was it shooting out of the rocket ha. Was a bit of a lucky escape to be honest but we loved it.

We once stole (borrowed) a load of those "Santa stop here" signs. I put one of the borrowed ones in my garden and by morning someone else had nabbed it. suppose I deserved it really.

Also used to frequent creating our own road blocks/ diversions at night if we found road works which we could change.

I love this thread! Helping me re-live my childhood.

Ooh, last one. We once padlocked a church barrier with our own so they coulnt get in. When I went past the next day they were well stumped.

 

[Sock]

Lol maybe mate

Fire works and car alarms?

We once nicked one of those massive wooden spools that road workers had there cable on ( it was massive ) and rolled it across the local park up to our school. Then we rolled it down the stairs and smashed the entrance doors in.

Not clever but still funny

 

[quattrojames]

I thought this was your coming out thread Ay

 

[crazy88]

I thought this was your coming out thread Ay

I think it was a cleverly named title! Ha. It's the first thing I thought too. I did wonder whether it was a confession from your recent trip to Thailand!

 

[CMD]

Back in the early,early 80's we as pupils all had to wear uniforms (hated it) and a few of us used to walk around the playgrounds looking for 1st termers and ask them if they had seen Pull, the lad would say (as expected) Paul WHO at this point we would grab his tie and pull it down and cut it half way up leaving the shocked kid with only half a tie, the look on there faces was priceless (i had a good collection). It still bring's on a little smile but at the same time i feel a little guilty..

The last year at school myself and a few other's know as KREATIN LONDON CREW decided that we would break into school the night before the last day of school/end of our school year and do our thing which was Graffiti Art, so the five of us armed to the hilt with dozens of spray can's each, set about graffing up our school room Gloucester house which was one of six house's within the school with our crew name in six foot high letter's wall to wall and in fantstic colour schemes the whole piece had taken us almost two hours to finish before we legged it.

The next morning the five of us walked into school and into Gloucester house to join the rest of the pupils thinking our Housemaster was going to hit the roof, but to our surprise he just had all sit down as normal and proceeded to call out morning registration with our masterpieces behind him (we just looked at each other) . I along with the other four during the course of the day started to boast about what we had done the night before to our class mate's when over the school tannoy the five of us were asked to report the the headmaster's office, in the office stood our Housemaster looking at us like he wanted to knock the five of us out. The Headmaster looked at us and said '' Now you 5 little ****** We Want To F**King Know WHY THE HELL CHOOSE GLOUCESTER HOUSE AND NOT ONE OF THE OTHER 5 HOUSES LIKE F**KING RICHOMOND HOUSE BECAUSE ,I CAN'T STAND MR WILLAMS '' At this point he along with my Housemaster started to **** themselfs laughing, we just sat there looking confused.. The penny droped some weeks later.

 

[Sock]

Now that is a cracker!!!

 

[Orts]

lol, the talk about fireworks takes me back. we used to buy air bombs, but strip them down. If you take them apart you can get the bomb bit that explodes in the sky and re-attach the fuse to it to make one almighty banger! you were also left with a handful of gunpowder which i wouldnt recommend trying to set alight with a piece of rolled up paper because like me you will burn your god damn hand! lol

not proud to say i have done some ****** things as a kid with mates, which included throwing bangers and fire crackers into roads when cars were coming. If some little **** did that to me now, i would hunt him down and beat the **** out of him!

 

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I remember the time I stole some magnesium ribbon from the science lab, took it home into my mums new kitchen, lit it using the gas hob without realising the end of the magnesium I was holding would also get very hot.
My fingers started burning so I dropped it and burnt a big black circle into my mum's new beige worktop.
Tried to sand the black mark out but only succeeded in removing the surface and exposing the chipboard beneath it.
Final attempt at a cover up involved tippex.
It wasn't a convincing cover up, but my innocent "I don't know what that big mark is, it wasn't me" was.

 

[L1 HCS]

Similar burning incident, my brothers had diecast model cars with all the varnish and gubbins ready, I couldn't wait to get started, got all figety and knocked the acetone or whatever it was at the time, all over the coffee table and burnt the surface, tried to rub it away with tissue and it went all lumpy! I rushed to get the fruit bowl quick to hide it! Mum must've knocked me out cos I can't remember her giving me a bollocking lol

 

[quattrojames]

Scud mags.

It wasn't a convincing cover up, but my innocent "I don't know what that big mark is, it wasn't me" was.

Ha she so knows it was you!

 

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Ha she so knows it was you!

Lol... I think you're right!

She's still got the same kitchen and everytime I visit I'm tempted to fess up, but never have as I don't want to sour her memories of me, her little angel.

 

[Turkster]

I used to run the Tuck Shop at break times at my Grammar School, Crisps, Mars Bars, cans of coke, single cigarettes and torn pages from a porn mag. :icon_thumright:

 

[Sock]

I used to run the Tuck Shop at break times at my Grammar School, Crisps, Mars Bars, cans of coke, single cigarettes and torn pages from a porn mag. :icon_thumright:

Mate you are a legend!

Forget the wedding, u are what makes it great to be British!

 

[rockape]

LOL we used to do a similar thing where you crouch down and take deap breaths for about 30 seconds, then stand up quickly and get a mate to give you a bear hug!

Out you would go lol

Hehe we used to do this. One lad did it so much it sent him a bit funny and he kept passing out in the classroom. We used to set light to the gas taps in the science rooms too. The flames would shoot across the table and set light to everyones books haha.

Nicking apples from peoples gardens was a favourite too. To get a chase was such a buzz...I realize now that it's theft lol! Nobody ever rang the police back then though but if they caught you, you got knacked.

 

[Sock]

Anyone ever go egging?

I also broke my nose playing knock a door run lol, we ran down an ally with one of those metal pipe things to stop bikes, he saw it but I didnt and BANG! Spark out, mangled nose and looked like a panda for about a week!