strange things we did when we were kids

there was a quarry behind my housing estate that was used as an unofficial dump by some of the residents of said estate. It was a breeding ground for rats, we used to go hunting the f*ckers with nail guns.

Nail guns actually makes it sound more technically complex than it was, basically a plank of wood, with very strong elastic and a few u - nails. Don't think I ever saw anyone score a hit.
 
We used to play a game called red letter.
The "running" team got a word, each player got a letter each. The "chasing" team had to find the others one by one and beat their letter out of them until they gad the full word. Then swap over.
I remember us saying to one kid, "if you give up your letter we will twat you worse". He couldn't win the poor little fucker. Ended up tied to a tree ruined and his dad came to untie him.

We used to jump off waterfalls as well. The one at the bottom of Gibraltar lane
In Haughton green mostly. Our kid swallowed some of the water once and had the shits for two weeks solid.

We also used to play a game called sensor.
Sneak into someone's garden who had a security light, and try to sneak past is without setting it off. Once you got caught in someone's back garden you knew you were in trouble.

When I was a bit older I was on my way out for the night (Ashton probably) and there were always about 30 kids on the steps near "Dillion's" shops, the mini precinct type thing in Haughton green.
Anyway, this night they asked me to go in the shop for them. Cigs, cider, 20/20. The list was enormous and i had about £60 in my hand. I told themes wait in the flats stairwell because it was "on top" and got on the bus.
Still feel a bit guilty to this day, I would have been gutted if someone had away with my weekend fund.
 
LongLang said:
We used to jump off waterfalls as well. The one at the bottom of Gibraltar lane
In Haughton green mostly. Our kid swallowed some of the water once and had the shits for two weeks solid.
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Poor choice of word :)

LongLang said:
]When I was a bit older I was on my way out for the night (Ashton probably) and there were always about 30 kids on the steps near "Dillion's" shops, the mini precinct type thing in Haughton green.
Anyway, this night they asked me to go in the shop for them. Cigs, cider, 20/20. The list was enormous and i had about £60 in my hand. I told themes wait in the flats stairwell because it was "on top" and got on the bus.
Still feel a bit guilty to this day, I would have been gutted if someone had away with my weekend fund.
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You horrible bastard. All of those kids had been going without lunch at school for a month to save that up.


I hope you blew it on something you didnt even need!
 
mackenzie said:
I couldn't watch the television unless I was watching it upside down with my legs over the back of the chair/sofa.
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Some of the girls i was with did this.............. not always by choice.!
 
mscenterh750 said:
In high school and if it was your birthday, you got a posting, which involved a group of lads getting you, then getting hold of your arms and legs, and ramming your genitalia onto a tree, for the amount of years old you were!.
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^^^ Can't compete with the level of strangeness above but at our school the birthday boy (or girl equal opportunities and all that) got egged. If it was a special birthday this would be supplemented with the addition of flour too
 
ChrisNUFC said:
mscenterh750 said:
In high school and if it was your birthday, you got a posting, which involved a group of lads getting you, then getting hold of your arms and legs, and ramming your genitalia onto a tree, for the amount of years old you were!.
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^^^ Can't compete with the level of strangeness above but at our school the birthday boy (or girl equal opportunities and all that) got egged. If it was a special birthday this would be supplemented with the addition of flour too
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Happened at my high school too Chris, mainly for the wenches.
 
I used to go off with the milkman on his rounds on his float,thank god i got lucky and he was a harmless old bloke
Hiding and waiting till the postman put his bag down and filling it up with mud and stones
playing the fainting game in the school loo,very dangerous game but seemed fun at the time
 
I was born in tameside hospital which was pretty crazy, I feel lucky to have gotten out alive.


Taking deep breaths and then doing something else(can't remember what but it was important) and then your mate would punch you in the chest and you'd be unconscious for about 3 seconds.

Putting plastic bags or bin liners on trees and setting them on fire and watch them drip. They made a cool noise, like something from star trek.<br /><br />-- Wed Feb 12, 2014 12:21 pm --<br /><br />
karen7 said:
I used to go off with the milkman on his rounds on his float,thank god i got lucky and he was a harmless old bloke
Hiding and waiting till the postman put his bag down and filling it up with mud and stones
playing the fainting game in the school loo,very dangerous game but seemed fun at the time
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That's the game I'm talking about. Can't remember how it went.
 
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