Story time.

Story time.

Once in kindergarten a girl asked me to write “super girl” on her arm since I was the only kid who could write. So I wrote "shit" on her arm and his under a table for like 30 minutes then the teacher found me and yelled at me then called my parents and my dad laughed so hard he cried.

Posted by Helye
Once in kindergarten a girl asked me to write “super girl” on her arm since I was the only kid who could write. So I wrote "shit" on her arm and his under a table for like 30 minutes then the teacher found me and yelled at me then called my parents and my dad laughed so hard he cried.

now that's a good dad !

my son was about 6 and we went to the fair late and the slide was closing but he snuck up there and grabbed a burlap bag and came down on his belly - the guy came over and said that he wasn't supposed to do that and I just looked at him like - I guess he just did ...

When I was 7 years old, me and my older brothers snuck into an abandoned apartment tower that had been emergency evacuated because of asbestos and people had left a ton of stuff the furniture and things they took but the electronic stuff stayed in the office lobby lol. The power was out, so we took stairs going into as many apartment as we could to take whatever people left like decorations and small things. I was totally scared out of my mind. I remember I started to cry because this was around 9/11 and I was afraid of towers of any sort plus it was damp, dark and moldy inside lol

We took telephones, coffee makers, lamps even a few pictures people had left behind, My brothers had cardboard boxes of things, the computer was too large to take they took the keyboards and mouses

Parents were like... where did you get that? We just told them the dumpster....they asked no further questions surprisingly.