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joyriding, happy slapping, playing truant, shoplifting, oh no sorry thought thats what i do now

You are possible the most vulgar person I've ever had the displeasure of communicating with .

all youse old folk arnt that diffrent to what we do now we still do all these things but one of the favourites now are robbing the metal dust caps off peoples cars and getting chase im 15 and dont do

i used to phone taxi's to the local pub ant throw all my mams eggs at the drivers when they got out the cars. when the eggs were gone i used the spuds.

i also used to stand opposite lamp posts and pretend to pulla rope when the traffic came.. i stoped when i got slapped :icon_redface:

 

 

Thats a good point we all got up to a bit of mischief as lads.And if you got cauth you got a small slap and took it.All part of the game.Do that now and its jail time.The youngsters know it and play on it .Little cheeky b*****ds.:laugh:

 

 

we used to get up to mischif and all the people in the villige new us enyway some of the oap would clip us up the ear and send us home then when they see our parent up the pub and told them we would get another clip if someone did that now they would be in jail or beat even by little kids what is the world comming to

 

 

P C f****d it all up.:censored:

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if you got cauth you got a small slap and took it.All part of the game.

 

i got a few good slaps when caught then one hell of a leathering from the old chap when i got home :censored:

respect him for doing it now though,the b@stard :laugh:

 

 

We all took the slap.Or as we say in Scotland.a toe in the hole.But between the P C brigade and no respect.Its all gone tits up.:thumbs:

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We pretty much done what has been mentioned but playing with fireworks was ace, bricking the Neighbourhood office was brilliant for passing time, setting fires, throwing smoke bombs in telephone boxes, breaking stink bombs through peoples letter boxes. Me and TopNotch would go into the back garden of a night and find the biggest stones we could and launch them over the neighbouring gardens and wait to hear what they would go crashing through, who ever made the loudest noise won :toast: , hitting a green house would 99% of the time guarantee a win. The noise it'd make at night was unreal lol. Stupid and dangerous now but we loved it when we were kids. Booting the local grassers door's in and bricking their windows was always fun as well. Getting our scruffy little mate Francis to nick his dad porn mags hehehe.

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the pretend rope trick at night was a fav of ours , a person on each side of the road pulling on a invisable rope and when the cars come they would have to make some splendid braking moves to avoid the (what they thought) was a rope . all went tits up when a cortina lost control and ended up in a ditch :whistling:

 

another one was on my honda chaly chasing rabbits across the local estate gardens and golf courses , it would look like a rugby pitch afterwards.

 

oh yes my old man took his belt to me quite a few times

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I spent most of my childhood on horseback, we still managed to find trouble though ............... jumping into the neighbouring farm and galloping like loons across his lawn would get a great reaction! That came to an end when my friends pony refused the small hedge to jump out the other side and the guy that owned the house got hold of her and went mental!

 

We also used to use the local orchard as a weave race course for the ponies, flat out up and down the rows, again causing untold damage to the ground!

 

The one time i decided to try hanging out in town with the "cool" girls, ended badly after i tackled a tramp about his cruel treatment of his dog, riding home on the bus with a rancid, mangy old lurcher, arriving at home and my dad less than impressed with the new addition. :laugh:

 

Messing about around the farm with scooters, old cars and air rifles used to get us into trouble frequently as did smoking in the hay barn, the day when that went up, we all grew up a bit and realised we were in serious shit! :yes::cry:

 

I take my hat off to my parents now, they were so tolerant of my passion for finding and keeping injured, abandoned or lost animals, we always had critters and creatures of varying size and shape stashed in boxs and cages, he'd never of admitted it, but my dad loved it really. :thumbs::notworthy:

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BROUGHT BACK A LOT OF MEMORIES THIS THREAD !!

 

DID A LOT OF THE ABOVE , INCLUDING A FEW MORE THAT I WOULDNT LIKE TO COMMENT ON !!!

 

A FEW THINGS WE DID REGULAR ....... WHEN THERE WAS A FARMER THAT GAVE US GRIEF REGULARY , A TRICK OF OURS WOULD BE TO DRILL HIS GATE POSTS WHERE THE HINGE IS WITH A DRILL BIT THE SAME SIZE AS A 12 BORE CARTRIDGE ..... THEN STAND BACK AND SHOOT THE CARTRIDGE WITH AN AIR RIFLE .... YOU CAN IMAGINE WHAT HAPPENED TO THE POST !! .

 

AND YES BEING A BUNCH OF LOONS BONFIRE TIME WAS CRAZY ....... RAIDING THE NIGHBOURING GANGS BONFIRES AND SETTING THEM ALIGHT , ALWAYS HAD A PUNCH UP OVER IT ......

LIFTING THE MANHOLE LIDS AND SETTING OFF HOME MADE FLOATING BOMBS THAT WOULD HAVE THE LIDS JUMPING OFF IN THE STREETS AND WATER SPEWING OUT OF THE TOILETS OF THE AREA ,.....

IT ALL KINDA CAME TO AN END AFTER WE MADE A GOOD SIZED FIRE AROUND ABOUT 30 SMALL AND 10 LARGE EMPTY FIRE EXTINGINISHERS ON SOME WASTE GROUND BORDERING A SCHOOL , HOUSES AND FACTORYS ........ JEEZ .......... THEY WERE BURSTING AND GOING THROUGH ROOFS , WALLS , FENCES ETC ....... I CAN REMEMBER AS A 12 YEAR OLD RUNNING LIKE HELL IN THROUGH MY BACK DOOR AND SCREACHING TO A HALT ON THE COUCH TRYING TO LOOK LIKE BUTTER WOULDNT MELT !!!........ :laugh:

 

MAKES ME WONDER WHEN I LOOK BACK HOW I SURVIVED SOME OF THE REALLY DANGEROUS THINGS WE GOT UP TO .........THERE IS A STORY ABOUT A TROUT LAKE AND SOME STOLEN DETONATORS OR A CHEIF INSPECTOR AND A CHIMNEY , A FOUR WHEEL DRIVE AND AN INDIAN TAKEAWAY , A BUS A ROAD TRIP TO BLACKPOOL AND A HOTEL WE WERE 12 AND DRIVING IT !!! !..... BUT THAT TYPE OF STORYS NOT FOR THE INTERNET :whistling:

 

 

ALL THE BEST

 

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I done most of the above but nothing too serious.

Being a bit of a county yokel we used to go out the town at hay/silage time and roll big round bales down a very steep hill and see how many fences you could take out. Pmsl.

Thinking back now it was a real cuntish thing to do.

 

Firewors night was always a laugh. We used to get roman candles and fire them at each other. My mate monkey held one upside down and shot himself. Lol. That was a right nasty burn aswell.

 

Used to play chappie a lot.

Used to get a length of pipe. Throw it in the ground to pick up some mud and then fling it off just about anything. Cars houses and sometimes people.

 

Used to go camping up the fields most weekends during the summer getting pished and smoking so much you would be sick.

 

But on the whole I matured eventually and the rest is history.

 

Good times.

 

FTB

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It wasn't mischief but what ever happened to car washing? I don't see any kids doing that any more. We'd wash a whole car including the wheels for 50p :rofl: .

 

The earnings would go on bangers, stink bombs, smoke bombs and lighters lol.

 

we done the car washing too but got £2 per car. you were robbed,id send yer kids around to the house and torch the tight b*****ds present car :laugh:

 

remember being caught in a partridge pen by the keeper,id not even killed any,merely filling my coat pockets with live birds(what were them coats called with fake fur around the hood?) and got an almighty slap.

got that b*****d back though. me,my dog(rotty x lab x some other crap) and a few mates armed with stick accidently entered a pheasant release pen and battered the lot :icon_redface:

 

Also remember going about with a mate,David,he was a right fat b*****d. i dared him to kick a hole in a fence,first time he had ever done anything naughty and the fat twat got caught,i ran like a whippet :laugh:

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I dread to think about some of the stuff we got up to. :laugh:

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We used to go hedge hopping although we called it garden hoping. I remember one of the streets we had to clime a wall and run over the roof of a bungalow to get out of the garden the poor old bloke used to crap him self.

Camping used to be a good crack used to steal the old mans backy and get some cheap booze and get sloshed, up in the morning pinch some milk of someone’s door step to have with your breakfast (beans) then grab my news bag and do my paper round.

 

Scrumping, knocking doors, fireworks, lighting fires, chucking eggs at buses.

 

Happy days not a care in the world. :thumbs:

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I'm sat here giggling my boll0cks off remembering some of the stuff. I remember me and a couple of pals managed to tip a washing machine from a 3rd floor balcony of a block of flats in the small hours of the morning. All you seen was loads of lights being turned on and people up the windows thinking what the f*ck had just happened :rofl: .

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I'm sat here giggling my boll0cks off remembering some of the stuff. I remember me and a couple of pals managed to tip a washing machine from a 3rd floor balcony of a block of flats in the small hours of the morning. All you seen was loads of lights being turned on and people up the windows thinking what the f*ck had just happened :rofl: .

 

should have put yer brother inside it then pushed it off :whistling:

Now that would have been funny,all that blood,flesh and spunk everywhere :icon_redface:

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I'm sat here giggling my boll0cks off remembering some of the stuff. I remember me and a couple of pals managed to tip a washing machine from a 3rd floor balcony of a block of flats in the small hours of the morning. All you seen was loads of lights being turned on and people up the windows thinking what the f*ck had just happened :rofl: .

 

should have put yer brother inside it then pushed it off :whistling:

Now that would have been funny,all that blood,flesh and spunk everywhere :icon_redface:

 

You are possible the most vulgar person I've ever had the displeasure of communicating with :rofl: .

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I'm sat here giggling my boll0cks off remembering some of the stuff. I remember me and a couple of pals managed to tip a washing machine from a 3rd floor balcony of a block of flats in the small hours of the morning. All you seen was loads of lights being turned on and people up the windows thinking what the f*ck had just happened :rofl: .

 

should have put yer brother inside it then pushed it off :whistling:

Now that would have been funny,all that blood,flesh and spunk everywhere :icon_redface:

 

You are possible the most vulgar person I've ever had the displeasure of communicating with :rofl: .

 

i do try my best and thank you :notworthy:

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