ITT: kids with wayyyy too much time on their hands
- Latchkey kid
this post was submitted on 25 Apr 2024
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As a kid, I kinda had anger issues and would get frustrated easily. I broke the screen of my GBA SP by throwing it against a wall after not being able to solve a room in Mario vs. Donkey Kong. Similarly, I threw my iPod Touch on the floor after losing in a game called Bad Apples which broke the glass but the iPod itself still worked afterwards.
I really wish I still had that SP, as replacing the screen isn't that hard. It even was a limited edition one as well...
Our very expensive fridge. My dad beat the living shit out of me. I still remember the beating 35 years later.
How did you break a fridge?
Hell if I remember the details. That was like 35 years ago. I think I was pretending that I was fixing it? Lol
I once broke my neighbor's sliding glass doors with rocks.
A neighbor kid and I were really stupid when we were 9-10 years old, and my next door neighbor's house had been empty for a while because they rented it out. So we thought it would be a good of fun idea to go through the broken fence between our yards, and chuck the decorative rocks (pretty big ones, not pebbles) at the glass and make it shatter. We broke one open, and then another, then went inside to check out the empty place. We started to go at the third one when my brother came outside and heard the loud smashing.
Cops were called, in the end both of us were very apologetic and told them everything.
My dad's truck, I thought it would be a great Idea to clean his motor. Got into the electrical system. He never told me how much it was, but, as an adult I could only imagine.