• Things we did as kids we regret
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That one time I was masturbating to Sailor Moon Hentai, and my brother walked in on me and then had a big talk with me about how they aren't real people and that being aroused by Hentai was wrong. Also the time I put on my mom's dress that she had hanging in the bathroom to dry, and then my brother walked in on me and held it against me for years. For some reason I was so scared that if my mom found out I wore her dress I would be in huge trouble or something. Also there was the time in seventh grade when I was walking to class and everyone is in the hallway on their way to class, and this one student walks up to me, kicks me square in the nuts and walks away. I collapse and start to cry, a LOT. Everyone walking by ends up laughing at me and making me feel like shit lowering my already ultra poor self confidence and self esteem. Also, in grade five, I'd always try to see my teachers breasts as she bent over the desk to help me with something. I have loads more where those came from, if anybody cares. [editline]18th November 2010[/editline] [QUOTE=The Mighty Boatman;26141780]TBH, if you're going to smoke weed you deserve it. Eventually you're gonna overdose and nobody'll care because people just think of you as that guy.[/QUOTE] Overdose on pot? Silly boy.
[QUOTE=HeavyGuy;26141877]I regret in 2003 telling my little kitten (who was very small obviously, completely black fur, and he motherfucking loved me. and I loved him back. We were like fucking best friends) named Oscar, I'd see him when I got back from school. Well I went through the school day thinking of some stuff I was going to do when I got home. Play with Oscar, watch TV with Oscar, Look on the computer, of course, with Oscar. Well I knew he had some health problems but didn't think much of it. All I cared is that he was my little buddy and nothing could ever split us. Not until that fateful day. I said goodbye to him, and that I'd see him after school. I rushed home and burst through the door with my big sister. My Dad was sat. Alone. On the sofa. He said "Kids... I have some sad news" I was slightly confused at first but I think my sister knew. He said "Oscar had a tumour and well..." he went silent for a little then said "Oscar died today" at that point my little excited where's-my-buddy face twisted into an "Oh god no" face. Me and my sister instantly burst into tears, ran up to dad and hugged him, crying for ages. I wonder to this day if maybe he wouldn't of died if I didn't say "I'll see you after school Oscie" (A nickname created by my dad. He responded to "Oscar, Oscie and Oscage". From then on I have been really scared to say "I'll see you after X" or "I'll see you when I/We get back" incase it happens again. R.I.P Little buddy. [img_thumb]http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs095.snc1/4963_1176321333377_1388411851_2061065_188_n.jpg[/img_thumb] That's the little feller there.[/QUOTE] =[ Mannnnn.....
[QUOTE=The Mighty Boatman;26141780]TBH, if you're going to smoke weed you deserve it. Eventually you're gonna overdose and nobody'll care because people just think of you as that guy.[/QUOTE] You can't overdose on marijuana, Idiot. 1/10 troll
I regret being born in the age of computers. Fuck you Internet and your alluring content. Fuck you.
I regret thinking Fred videos were funny
When I was in the Cub Scouts I went on a weekend camp. My brother was forever playing this goddamned football game on what must've been the PS1. I was sick of him being on it non-stop, always hogging the playstation, so I slid the game under the sofa on Friday night. I came back Sunday afternoon to find my brother nearly in tears. Aside from the yelling I got from my parents, it was the best weekend ever.
[QUOTE=Sgt. Lulz;26142873]I regret thinking Fred videos were funny[/QUOTE] I regret not hitting you over the head with a shovel for saying that! :wink:
[QUOTE=brandonsh;26143037]I regret not hitting you over the head with a shovel for saying that! :wink:[/QUOTE] I regret watching them I regret seeing that kid I don't regret making a plot to give Das Bo Schitt his own TV channel and studio Hell yeah.
[QUOTE=HeavyGuy;26141877]I regret in 2003 telling my little kitten (who was very small obviously, completely black fur, and he motherfucking loved me. and I loved him back. We were like fucking best friends) named Oscar, I'd see him when I got back from school. Well I went through the school day thinking of some stuff I was going to do when I got home. Play with Oscar, watch TV with Oscar, Look on the computer, of course, with Oscar. Well I knew he had some health problems but didn't think much of it. All I cared is that he was my little buddy and nothing could ever split us. Not until that fateful day. I said goodbye to him, and that I'd see him after school. I rushed home and burst through the door with my big sister. My Dad was sat. Alone. On the sofa. He said "Kids... I have some sad news" I was slightly confused at first but I think my sister knew. He said "Oscar had a tumour and well..." he went silent for a little then said "Oscar died today" at that point my little excited where's-my-buddy face twisted into an "Oh god no" face. Me and my sister instantly burst into tears, ran up to dad and hugged him, crying for ages. I wonder to this day if maybe he wouldn't of died if I didn't say "I'll see you after school Oscie" (A nickname created by my dad. He responded to "Oscar, Oscie and Oscage". From then on I have been really scared to say "I'll see you after X" or "I'll see you when I/We get back" incase it happens again. R.I.P Little buddy. [img_thumb]http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs095.snc1/4963_1176321333377_1388411851_2061065_188_n.jpg[/img_thumb] That's the little feller there. Upon more info from my mother, it happens that my little buddy had leukaemia since birth. By the time it was obvious something was wrong with him, it was too advanced, and there was nothing we or the doctors could do. And there was nothing we could do to stop it.[/QUOTE] I'm so sorry for you and your kitten. I hate it when pets die :frown: :sympathy:
[QUOTE=debmaster;26130677]When I was 5, maybe 6, I was at my brothers baseball game. Since me nor my other brother particularly liked baseball, we would always find something else to occupy us. This time we had brought along a metal toy truck of a decent size and where rolling it down a dirt mound into some rocks. Some other children gathered around to watch. Next this girl, about my age, comes over with her little brother and starts walking REALLY slowly on the rocks. I tell them that they're in the way and they might get hit. The little brat just say "I don't care" and keeps walking. This angers me, so I let the truck roll anyway. When it hit the rocks it bounces into the air and the sharp metal corner of the hood hits her little brother in the forehead (somehow). Of course he screams causing all the adults come over to see the ruckus, so we snatched the truck up and ran off. Conveniently it was the end of the game, so we were about to leave anyway. My mother asks us if this was our doing, we lie and say No. To this day I remember his face. I remember looking at his blood covered forehead, seeing where the truck hit. I remember seeing a new gush of blood come out of his forehead for each heartbeat. I remember his screams. [b]Edit:[/b] I didn't give a fuck about the kid, I just don't like lying to my parents.[/QUOTE] Back when I used to celebrate mardigras, there was an accident unrelated to me. Everyone was catching beads from a two story building downtown. This little kid, maybe 3 or 4 was standing next to his dad. The kid accidentally fell and smashed his face down into the concrete floor. My mother sees this and starts screaming at me assuming I pushed the kid into the floor. I didn't push the kid, but I wished I hadn't exploded at my mom.
I was in the third grade, and my school principle was stalking me. He even went in the backyard of our house once. I regret not calling the cops on him. It's ok though, I broke seven school windows that summer as payback.
Slowly neglecting my pet turtle that I had for 4 years and then it died...
I regret for being fucking spoiled, weak, and lazy.
Once when I was young I shit my diapers then took them off and I begun to paint my entire wall with shit. My mother vomited on the floor.
[QUOTE=loco;26145292]Once when I was young I shit my diapers then took them off and I begun to paint my entire wall with shit. My mother vomited on the floor.[/QUOTE] IT [i]IS[/i] WORSE THAN WHEN YOU PEED ON THE RUG! OH GOD! :gonk:
[QUOTE=loco;26145292]Once when I was young I shit my diapers then took them off and I begun to paint my entire wall with shit. My mother vomited on the floor.[/QUOTE] I did that, but on my parents instead, and that was 3 weeks ago.
[QUOTE=loco;26145292]Once when I was young I shit my diapers then took them off and I begun to paint my entire wall with shit. My mother vomited on the floor.[/QUOTE] my dogs do this
When I was in 7th grade, I had marching band. Boy, was I one annoying little shit, I used to annoy the hell out of my director and everyone else in the band. Hell, I even annoyed this one 8th grader to death. Though her hate didn't last until she was a sophomore, because we started dating.
[QUOTE=mmavipc;26145503]my dogs do this[/QUOTE] Your dogs wear diapers? :wink:
When I was about 6-8, I had this aunt. She was a paraplegic, so she was always in a wheelchair. She was one of the coolest people ever. So, when I would visit her house, all I would ever do is ask her for cheat-codes for my games because I didn't have a computer. She was never mad and was always nice about it. She would always get on the internet and look up any cheats I wanted. So anyways, the thing I regret is not getting to know her more. The only thing I used her for is her computer. She died about 2 years later from slipping in her wheelchair and cracking her head open. She was the coolest person ever and was such a nice soul. R.I.P. Aunt Tammy, I will always miss you and remember you. You will always be in my memory :smith:
I regret believing everything schools would tell you about drugs.
I regret making fun of a mentally handicapped kid in my 4'th grade class, he was always nice but I would treat him bad. I wish I could go back and say sorry and be his friend, he didn't have many friends. :smith:
I got a teddy bear from my baby sitter on my birthday, but apperantly I didn't like it so I chucked it on the ground and stomped away. She probably understood because I was a kid, but I have seen it multiple times (it was caught on family film) and I really hate it. Also, about a year later she almost ran me and my brother over because she was speeding, smoking a cigarette and putting on makeup as she floored it out of her driveway. (I think she went insane)
Tried to smoke a cigarette when I was in first/second grade. My uncle dipped the filter in boiling water just before he offered it to me. Never smoked again.
I was running around my older sisters room while the hamster was out because we were cleaning the cage. I wasn't really watching where i was going and i stepped on the hamster and it kinda splatted on the ground. The look on my sisters face was awful.
I regret taking all my effort and putting it towards a girl who's life I saved, and three months after she just stopped paying any attention to me.
[QUOTE=killa101;26147137]I regret taking all my effort and putting it towards a girl who's life I saved, and three months after she just stopped paying any attention to me.[/QUOTE] How exactly did you save her life?
I used to throw kittens against a brick wall when I was around 4 or 5.
[QUOTE=recrosse;26147402]I used to throw kittens against a brick wall when I was around 4 or 5.[/QUOTE] poor brick wall
I Pants'd a Girl when i was 9 in Open Public It still haunts me
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