Okay, i will start. When my parents bought their first house they were hella poor. My dad built their kitchen himself, the cabinets, the counters, all of it built in our garage.
One day while doing my homework, i found that a pin would scratch into the laminate of the counters. So I drew a nice picture
Another time, while unloading the dishwasher ( I'm thinking I was six or seven?) I accidentally hit the edge of a drawer with a chopping knife. It was so interesting that I did it again, and again and again until my parents saw me and freaked out. I pretty much chipped all the wood off the top of the thing.
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Oh my gosh you guys! LOL I've never done anything like that. I hung a bunch of Nsync posters in my room in high school with that gummy stuff and it was a PITA to take down, but that's the worst I've done, lol.
I was a very carefull child.
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I can't think of anything I personally did, but for some reason my brother always ruined something on a weekly biases growing up. All great stories now, but def. not then.
The best one was when my parents weren't home. It was just my brother and I. He was 18 and I was 16. Picture a two car garage that you have to pull into and turn right to park in.... And if you just keep going straight there are two parking spots. Well my dads car was parked outside the garage and my brother pulled out of the garage hit my dad's back bumper and kept on going until there was a black scratch across the whole black bummer .... Then kept going and hit a tree ... Finally he gave up!
He then came inside to my room and asked me if I had any white out. Well turns out both my dad's and his car are white and his big plan was he was going to hide what he did with white out!!!!!
The only one I specifically remember was when I dug out the ditch in front of our house so I would have a deeper pool to float boats in. Other than that all I remember is splitting my sister's lip a number of times, never entirely on purpose
I put a Pop Tart in the VCR when I was little. I don't think it ruined it, but it was a pain to clean up. I drew all over my walls with crayon...as a teenager when I should have known better.
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I put a Pop Tart in the VCR when I was little. I don't think it ruined it, but it was a pain to clean up. I drew all over my walls with crayon...as a teenager when I should have known better.
oh man, this reminds me of Denis Leary's stand up about his kids and the peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
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I drew on the wall in our loft when I was about 3 or 4.
My little sister and I fought over chocolate pudding once, we thought we cleaned it up, but apparently it got on the ceiling in my mothers room. She laid down in Ed and was like "what is that?" it was a vaulted ceiling.. Then when she started inspecting her room it was everywhere.. The tv, dresser, her make up table, curtains, wall, ceiling, carpet. Nothing ended up being ruined but.. Well there really is a bunch of pudding in one of those snack cups!!
I broke a tape and threw it in the trash outside, my mom found it.
I was pretty careful, my sister were more of the type to break things.
When I was about 13 my sister and decided it was a good idea to act out horror scenes in movies complete with red food coloring and corn syrup. All over the house. On off white carpets and walls. Mom was pissed.
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I was really good at spelling when I was a kid, so my parents were always encoraging me to write. I was maybe 5 or 6 and one of my brothers friend's taught me how to spell the F word. So one day I was playing in my room, and I wrote fluck, spelled correctly obviously, everywhere. On Kleenex boxes, my pencil case, my shoes. I even wrote "Ken flucks people" on my dollhouse. Ken is my dad, FYI. So then I showed my brother because I thought I was really cool. He told on me and I got in A LOT of trouble.
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Oh my gosh you guys!nbsp; LOLnbsp; I've never done anything like that.nbsp; I hung a bunch of Nsync posters in my room in high school with that gummy stuff and it was a PITA to take down, but that's the worst I've done, lol.
I was a very carefull child.
And this is me too. I was afraid if lids like Shelley! Lol no offense. My brother once wrote on his jeans with a pen to "be cool", I cried at the thought of my pants ever becoming his kind of "cool". I have never broke or ruined anything. The worst I did was sit in the same room with my aunt who thought it would be cool to spray the carpet with hairspray then light it on fire....I ran to my mom and told on her.
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I was really good at spelling when I was a kid, so my parents were always encoraging me to write. I was maybe 5 or 6 and one of my brothers friend's taught me how to spell the F word. So one day I was playing in my room, and I wrote fluck, spelled correctly obviously, everywhere. On Kleenex boxes, my pencil case, my shoes. I even wrote "Ken flucks people" on my dollhouse. Ken is my dad, FYI. So then I showed my brother because I thought I was really cool. He told on me and I got in A LOT of trouble.
bwaahahahaha!!!
But totally unfair!
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I was really good at spelling when I was a kid, so my parents were always encoraging me to write. I was maybe 5 or 6 and one of my brothers friend's taught me how to spell the F word. So one day I was playing in my room, and I wrote fluck, spelled correctly obviously, everywhere. On Kleenex boxes, my pencil case, my shoes. I even wrote "Ken flucks people" on my dollhouse. Ken is my dad, FYI. So then I showed my brother because I thought I was really cool. He told on me and I got in A LOT of trouble.
This made me giggle.
I didn't do much. It was my sister that did. She used to take babies and troll dolls and hide behind the couch and cut their hair. The worst thing I did was spill nail polish on my dresser and it ate the finish. I got in trouble for that as I was only supposed to do my nails at the kitchen table
When learning to drive, I backed into the mailbox. Damaged it and my car. My parents thought it was so funny they made my birthday cake a broken mailbox.
Another time I was backing out of the same driveway and backed into the side of my moms car.
Not so good at backing up...
My brother and I dumped sugar, flour, and Crisco on the kitchen floor as toddlers.
Re: s/o things kids ruin
Okay, i will start. When my parents bought their first house they were hella poor. My dad built their kitchen himself, the cabinets, the counters, all of it built in our garage.
One day while doing my homework, i found that a pin would scratch into the laminate of the counters. So I drew a nice picture
Another time, while unloading the dishwasher ( I'm thinking I was six or seven?) I accidentally hit the edge of a drawer with a chopping knife. It was so interesting that I did it again, and again and again until my parents saw me and freaked out. I pretty much chipped all the wood off the top of the thing.
I punched a hole in the bathroom wall.
I made a hole in my bedroom wall when I threw a hairbrush.
I kicked a hole in my bedroom wall and covered it with a pin-up of NKOTB.
I kicked and broke a window. I was going for the frame but missed and put my foot right through the window.
I cracked my bedroom door by slamming it.
I put holes in my ceiling, walls, floor, and door with darts. (my parents gave me a dart board and told me I could put it in my room to use).
I used to have quite the temper. Every once in a while I still throw things... like this morning.
"What did my fingers do before they held you? What did my heart do with it's love?"
Oh my gosh you guys! LOL I've never done anything like that. I hung a bunch of Nsync posters in my room in high school with that gummy stuff and it was a PITA to take down, but that's the worst I've done, lol.
I was a very carefull child.
I can't think of anything I personally did, but for some reason my brother always ruined something on a weekly biases growing up. All great stories now, but def. not then.
The best one was when my parents weren't home. It was just my brother and I. He was 18 and I was 16. Picture a two car garage that you have to pull into and turn right to park in.... And if you just keep going straight there are two parking spots. Well my dads car was parked outside the garage and my brother pulled out of the garage hit my dad's back bumper and kept on going until there was a black scratch across the whole black bummer .... Then kept going and hit a tree ... Finally he gave up!
He then came inside to my room and asked me if I had any white out. Well turns out both my dad's and his car are white and his big plan was he was going to hide what he did with white out!!!!!
oh man, this reminds me of Denis Leary's stand up about his kids and the peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
I drew on the wall in our loft when I was about 3 or 4.
My little sister and I fought over chocolate pudding once, we thought we cleaned it up, but apparently it got on the ceiling in my mothers room. She laid down in Ed and was like "what is that?" it was a vaulted ceiling.. Then when she started inspecting her room it was everywhere.. The tv, dresser, her make up table, curtains, wall, ceiling, carpet. Nothing ended up being ruined but.. Well there really is a bunch of pudding in one of those snack cups!!
I broke a tape and threw it in the trash outside, my mom found it.
I was pretty careful, my sister were more of the type to break things.
? Voted Cool Cat ~ 2012 Sweetpea Mom Awards ?
And this is me too. I was afraid if lids like Shelley! Lol no offense. My brother once wrote on his jeans with a pen to "be cool", I cried at the thought of my pants ever becoming his kind of "cool". I have never broke or ruined anything. The worst I did was sit in the same room with my aunt who thought it would be cool to spray the carpet with hairspray then light it on fire....I ran to my mom and told on her.
bwaahahahaha!!!
But totally unfair!
This made me giggle.
I didn't do much. It was my sister that did. She used to take babies and troll dolls and hide behind the couch and cut their hair. The worst thing I did was spill nail polish on my dresser and it ate the finish. I got in trouble for that as I was only supposed to do my nails at the kitchen table
When learning to drive, I backed into the mailbox. Damaged it and my car. My parents thought it was so funny they made my birthday cake a broken mailbox.
Another time I was backing out of the same driveway and backed into the side of my moms car.
Not so good at backing up...
My brother and I dumped sugar, flour, and Crisco on the kitchen floor as toddlers.