i bit a guys arm when he had me in a headlock..grade 4 (i initially got into trouble but soon shared the punishment with him) and also i puked on a lobby floor after exiting the elevator
for example: when i saw my just born niece, i felt like puking, but i run towards the toilet and i farted once very hard before i puked (it was in the hospital and everybody looked at me)... i was pretty ashamed:P but now i can laugh about it, after blushing =D
You guys really have something about puke! By the way sorry if my english is not perfect, it's my second language!
Yea because, it's very bad, but i think not everybody is telling the truth when they say it's the worst thing they've done. I think not much people will say the worst thing, because you don't talk too much about your personal life:P
nobody is perfect and everybody can understand you so it's good ^^
I blew up my dad's lawnmower after spilling gas all over it on accident.
Hmm I'm trying to imagine how that coul happen... lol
Well one of the worst things I've done is throw a rock at someone because he was chasing someine else, that was when I was about 6 years old. The rock hit the poor guy in the head and he almost fell unconscious. I was surprised that my aim was that good at the time since he was about 10 meters away and I was only 6. I hid under the bed while the guy and his mom talked to my mom >.<
Aside from hobbling a few people emotionally, in the worst thing I did was also just about the last real fight I got into, my friends seem to stalk me and come up whenever I'm about to go for someone's throat at school.
I beat the crap out of a kid in the 3rd grade because he was being an idiot and hopping in front of me, keeping me from exiting a gate so I could get home from school. They stopped me just short of jumping on his ribs.
About a month later, our scout troop went on a camping trip. He decided he wanted payback after everyone was asleep and I was playing around with the campfire.
Short story shorter: Don't mess with a kid when he has a flaming stick in his hand, especially when there is little chance of proper medical attention.. That blister wasn't pretty.
I too have a story about puke. I vomited once or twice a week for the first few months of kindergarten. I would cry and cry and cough until I vomited. I had separation anxiety or something. I just feel horrible for the teacher's aid who had to clean it up all those times, she must have hated me
