Hey Pandas, What’s Something Really Stupid You Did As A Kid?

I was at our cabin in MT, about 10. I was bored so I poured some gas on the ground and lit it - poured more when it started to die out. (no idea how I did not blow up the place since the gas was being dripped from a 100 gallon tank) I currently melt glass in my microwave oven (1,550 degs F) - I am casting small items; I have not use for the items since staring at the molten glass at 1,550f is my joy. I started a project I call 'random acts of art' where I walk up to strangers and give them something I cast. I also take some of the items with me when I walk around town - I hide them where they will only be found by accident. There are some that will probably never get found (I have hung some on trees in the forest near the cabin)

Played "catch" with a friend.... with a metal tipped dart. It ended up stuck into my stomach. 🙄

I stayed friends with the toxic girls

At th viewing of my grandmother's body, I publicly and loudly asked where the canopic jars for her organs were. I was 6

I thought everything was too dry and scratchy so I put Vaseline and lotion all over my furniture. I was 5ish.

As a ten-year-old, I used the palm of my hand to check if the bread cutting knife was sharp enough. Turns out it was. Still have the scar.

so i don't QUITE remember a really dumb thing...
but the first thing in my head was when i ate my moms strawberry circle eos chapstick in a mall parking lot when i was like 3 or 4 and i remember saying
"it tastes like ice cream!" or something along the lines of that.
in my defense, it was good...

I was about 9 or 10 and we had a new black lab puppy and I was holding her on a leash, sitting on the floor in my living room. I wrapped the leash around my right knee, not thinking she'd be strong enough to move me. Boy was I wrong. She dragged me by my knee across the house and I wound up at the hospital because I couldn't straighten my leg without severe pain. Turns out I'd torn some ligaments in my knee. Lesson learned though!

I used to put rocks in my mouth to clean them. And yes, I swallowed a few

Back in the 1970s when blow dryers became available, layered hairstyles became popular. 12ish year old me didn’t know what they were called, but I wanted that hairstyle. So I announced at the dinner table, with my grandparents also there, that I wanted to get a bl@w job. (Obviously didn’t know what that was either). My older brother laughed so hard his drink came out of his nose. My mother had to explain some things to me.