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Got in serious trouble for collecting car badges,the more the cooler we were so any car we came across,be it anything from the ford cortina to a mercedes or porche, out came the claw hammer and chisel/screw driver :icon_redface:

 

Remember at secondary school,i had done something wrong the previous day and was in it the following day so in the morning before i had to leave home for school,i telephoned 999 and said there was a Bomb in the school then quickly hung up :angel::D ,

never new they could immediately trace the call :icon_eek: , seconds later the telephone rung so i answered :doh: then got a visit at school by the police :whistling: then when i got home my father showed me the errors of my ways :cry:

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joyriding, happy slapping, playing truant, shoplifting, oh no sorry thought thats what i do now

You are possible the most vulgar person I've ever had the displeasure of communicating with .

all youse old folk arnt that diffrent to what we do now we still do all these things but one of the favourites now are robbing the metal dust caps off peoples cars and getting chase im 15 and dont do

Got in serious trouble for collecting car badges,the more the cooler we were so any car we came across,be it anything from the ford cortina to a mercedes or porche, out came the claw hammer and chisel/screw driver :icon_redface:

 

Remember at secondary school,i had done something wrong the previous day and was in it the following day so in the morning before i had to leave home for school,i telephoned 999 and said there was a Bomb in the school then quickly hung up :angel::D ,

never new they could immediately trace the call :icon_eek: , seconds later the telephone rung so i answered :doh: then got a visit at school by the police :whistling: then when i got home my father showed me the errors of my ways :cry:

 

COLLECTING car badges :rofl: , You thieving little sod! :rofl:

 

HAHAHAHA You sound like you were a right little F*cking sh!t lol :rofl: . I bet you got kicked up the arse on a regular basis lol.

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Got in serious trouble for collecting car badges,the more the cooler we were so any car we came across,be it anything from the ford cortina to a mercedes or porche, out came the claw hammer and chisel/screw driver :icon_redface:

 

Remember at secondary school,i had done something wrong the previous day and was in it the following day so in the morning before i had to leave home for school,i telephoned 999 and said there was a Bomb in the school then quickly hung up :angel::D ,

never new they could immediately trace the call :icon_eek: , seconds later the telephone rung so i answered :doh: then got a visit at school by the police :whistling: then when i got home my father showed me the errors of my ways :cry:

 

COLLECTING car badges :rofl: , You thieving little sod! :rofl:

 

HAHAHAHA You sound like you were a right little F*cking sh!t lol :rofl: . I bet you got kicked up the arse on a regular basis lol.

 

Put it this way,i WAS known in the town by the majority :victory:

 

Shit sticks,even to this day people remember.

 

Also got caught fishing in someones pond,i pass the little pond most days and reminise the day the women come out to me,must of been between 8-10yr old. she said i was sat in her garden on a tackle box,landing net next to me,rod in hand and a pile of dead goldfish :boogie:

 

also robbed the milk float money and went around taking the money from the tops of empty milk bottles ahead of the milk float.... always had a few quid in my pocket :toast:

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my uncles used to use live sheep as rafts and have races on them in the river,they allso found a dead black man one day in the wash ,who had drowned they tied him to a tree trunk and kept going back for days to see how much of him the rats had eaten,it was only the fact that my uncles wernt eating there dinners ,and looked a bit green around the gills that alerted my gran, who had them followed by local plod, oh those halcyon days of summer

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my uncles used to use live sheep as rafts and have races on them in the river,they allso found a dead black man one day in the wash ,who had drowned they tied him to a tree trunk and kept going back for days to see how much of him the rats had eaten,it was only the fact that my uncles wernt eating there dinners ,and looked a bit green around the gills that alerted my gran, who had them followed by local plod, oh those halcyon days of summer

 

Fookin hell, thats a bit morbid isnt it? :laugh:

 

My cousin got nicked for breaking into peoples houses and doin over the 50 pence electric meters.

Apparently he had been doing it for several years and had become quite well off for a teenager :laugh:

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my uncles used to use live sheep as rafts and have races on them in the river,they allso found a dead black man one day in the wash ,who had drowned they tied him to a tree trunk and kept going back for days to see how much of him the rats had eaten,it was only the fact that my uncles wernt eating there dinners ,and looked a bit green around the gills that alerted my gran, who had them followed by local plod, oh those halcyon days of summer

 

Fookin hell, thats a bit morbid isnt it? :laugh:

 

My cousin got nicked for breaking into peoples houses and doin over the 50 pence electric meters.

Apparently he had been doing it for several years and had become quite well off for a teenager :laugh:

yeah it is a bit morbid but hey boys will be boys

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My favourites that I will put on here.....

 

Cotton knocking, but when the occupants wised up we would loop the cotton in the opposite direction to where we hid in the bushes and looped it back towards us off the football goal posts. Sending thowd git furiously running towards a couple of lads playing football. While he dished out thick ears to the wrong lads we made our crafty escape on a good few occasions.

 

Clingboxing, my mates mum worked in a factory canteen and always had a very good supply of big rolls of cling film. We would half inch a roll and wait near the phone boxes. When someone went in the phone box and was deep in conversation 4 of us would surround the box and very quickly pass the roll of cling film around the phone box and trap them inside. Once secure we would cling film over from top to bottom so there was no easy way of breaking the glass and getting out. Catching people from the factory on their lunch hour was our speciality.

 

Sewer ratting, we managed to lift the lid off a surface water drain manhole on some waste ground that went unnoticed for a while. We followed the tunnel to where there was another manhole in a nearby pub and shopping precinct car park. We would listen for someone walking nearby then shout for help as they passed the manhole, then keep shouting til the enough passers by turned up and lifted the lid off the manhole, only to find it empty as we had crawled back down the tunnel that was too narrow for an adult to get down at the bottom of the manhole.

 

Van surfing, The local bakery vans had quite a big step on the back. One of us would wait near the crossing for a van to approach then slowly cross making the van stop. Two or three would then sneak out from behind a parked car and hop on the step at the back for a ride up the road to where the junction with the main road was. As the van slowed down / stopped at the junction you had to hop off. As once my mate who was a bit slow hopping off found out when the van went for a good 10 miles up the road before slowing down. He had to walk home and get belted for being so late back.

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i done most as above but will never forget one there was a chap who used to deliver the free papers well hes gone to put paper through the letter box and i was the otherside in my house so ive pushed it back out hes put in back in so i pushed it out again next minute he puts his hand through the letter box so i bit hold of his hand pretending i was a dog growling an snarling while still biting his hand he was screaming his head off laughing to my self now still good times atb biza

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Got in serious trouble for collecting car badges,the more the cooler we were so any car we came across,be it anything from the ford cortina to a mercedes or porche, out came the claw hammer and chisel/screw driver :icon_redface:

 

Remember at secondary school,i had done something wrong the previous day and was in it the following day so in the morning before i had to leave home for school,i telephoned 999 and said there was a Bomb in the school then quickly hung up :angel::D ,

never new they could immediately trace the call :icon_eek: , seconds later the telephone rung so i answered :doh: then got a visit at school by the police :whistling: then when i got home my father showed me the errors of my ways :cry:

 

COLLECTING car badges :rofl: , You thieving little sod! :rofl:

 

HAHAHAHA You sound like you were a right little F*cking sh!t lol :rofl: . I bet you got kicked up the arse on a regular basis lol.

 

Put it this way,i WAS known in the town by the majority :victory:

 

Shit sticks,even to this day people remember.

 

Also got caught fishing in someones pond,i pass the little pond most days and reminise the day the women come out to me,must of been between 8-10yr old. she said i was sat in her garden on a tackle box,landing net next to me,rod in hand and a pile of dead goldfish :boogie:

 

also robbed the milk float money and went around taking the money from the tops of empty milk bottles ahead of the milk float.... always had a few quid in my pocket :toast:

 

I got into my fare share of hassle as a kid, but I grew up on a council estate in Birmingham where most young lads can't be trusted lol. I've got images of where you are from as a peaceful idyllic English town, all pleasant and quiet, where the kids go to school and call their Moms "Mummy" lol. They must've hated your guts lol :rofl: .

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Me and my mates used to go about open fields shooting anything that moved with air rifles, at that age we never respected the land owners or their properties and sometimes if there wasn't anything to shoot we shot at each other, bl00dy dangerous now looking back on it. Another thing l used to love doing was using stone chips from the road, dunking em in sludgy mud and firing them at peoples washing up on their washing lines.

 

cheers Callum

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where to start :laugh:

 

flattening 2p coins on the railway track, followed by attempts to derail trains with rocks on the track, jumping off garage roofs, biking off community centre roof on my mates bmx, i was very badly bruised and grazed all along my body after but luckily no broken bones, burning down garden sheds, petrol bombing scrap cars, stealing sweets from the paki shop, selling knifes to other kids, selling fags id nicked off my sister, skipping school to go mooching about in ponds collecting wildlife then hiding it in my bedroom, breaking into my brothers house and eating all the icecream, looking at a mates dads porn, egging houses, running away from home multiple times, putting grasshoppers down the shirt of the kid sister (same age as me) of the kid who beat me up, smoking in the woods of my school, fighting, etc etc..... loads more but this is all i can remember right now

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where to start :laugh:

 

flattening 2p coins on the railway track, followed by attempts to derail trains with rocks on the track, jumping off garage roofs, biking off community centre roof on my mates bmx, i was very badly bruised and grazed all along my body after but luckily no broken bones, burning down garden sheds, petrol bombing scrap cars, stealing sweets from the paki shop, selling knifes to other kids, selling fags id nicked off my sister, skipping school to go mooching about in ponds collecting wildlife then hiding it in my bedroom, breaking into my brothers house and eating all the icecream, looking at a mates dads porn, egging houses, running away from home multiple times, putting grasshoppers down the shirt of the kid sister (same age as me) of the kid who beat me up, smoking in the woods of my school, fighting, etc etc..... loads more but this is all i can remember right now

a real angel :laugh:

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flattening 2p coins on the railway track,

 

I can remember doing that too, they used to double in size, i was rich LMFAO

 

We went through a bad patch as teenagers going to the roller disco in the next town up, used to catch the train so we could get rat arsed in the bar then try and skate. On the way back it was like a f*&^ing riot on the train. All the light bulbs were taken out, fire exstinguishers lobbed out the windows along with bog roll, basicly anything that wasnt bolted down. Or anything that could be unbolted :laugh:

 

It go so bad that notices went up in the station, then one night the coppers were waiting at the station for us, they had finally twigged on where the trail of destruction ended :laugh:

Trying to flee the scene across the tracks wearing roller skates is no mean feat i can tell ya but we did it, twas like the great escape :laugh:

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