Comments on: Super Elastic Bubble Plastic

By: Coop

Coop — Fri, 09 May 2008 19:47:11 +0000

I don’t remember ever ingesting any hazardous materials, but I’m told that I used to go around trying to stick keys in the electrical outlets.

By: Donna Lethal

Donna Lethal — Fri, 09 May 2008 00:38:16 +0000

That’s oddly ironic, considering your grandfather was the “burn king” of the RAF! Hiding the evidence … a wily gal!

By: Sheila

Sheila — Thu, 08 May 2008 21:25:47 +0000

I never drank any household products but I did set fire to a few things. I once stuck a pipe cleaner in the gas fire and then couldn’t blow it out. So I stubbed it out on the carpet instead… I also had a bonfire in the back garden and tried to hide the evidence (the embers.) In a moment of genius I decided it would be a good idea to put them in a cardboard envelope (I’d like to point out that I had already doused them with water.) First the dustbin started smoking, so I poured more water on said cardboard envelope and then I hid it behind the compost bin, which happened to be next to the neighbor’s fence. 10 minutes later, said neighbor came running like a bat of out hell screaming that the garden fence and my dad’s amateur radio shack (at the bottom of the garden) were on fire. Oops. Bless their hearts though, they never did tell my parents (we managed to put out the fire before the radio shack really caught fire.)

By: Tontileo

Tontileo — Wed, 07 May 2008 16:55:44 +0000

During my preschool years, I had a big drag off one of my Father’s discarded unfiltered Camels but I never really picked up smoking, Then, over the course of a few months, I OD’ed on Bayer Baby aspirin, drank a small flask of 6-12, and slurped up the kerosene from a canister on my grandmother’s stove. You’d think a kid would get sick of having her stomach pumped all the time. I’ve learned my lesson though. Now I never try anything more that twice.

By: Jim-Jim

Jim-Jim — Mon, 05 May 2008 20:24:47 +0000

In third grade I did something bad to the outside of my body when I got an idea from a biker movie and drew a swastika tattoo on my left hand. My father, who was in WW-II and whose brother Jimmy was killed in the Battle of the Bulge, was his usual saintly self, and he calmly helped me wash it off.

By: Thombeau

Thombeau — Mon, 05 May 2008 19:28:10 +0000

OMG, this stuff would get you high!