Shot out the glass panes to those gas lights homes used to have in their back yards.
Tape a ball bearing to a bullet and drop from attic.
Ride my motorcycle on the highway leaning back against my passenger backrest and put my feet on the handlebars. Would ride for miles and miles like that. Stopped doing it after I hit a freshlygrooved hwy outside College Station. That was an [censored] pucker factor for sure.

Jumping various things with bike, usually resulting in injury
Various nighttime pranks involving eggs and/or toilet paper
BB gun fights
Smoking

Took our home phone apart when I was 10 and couldn't get it back together correctly. This is back when you rented your phone from the phone company and they were hard wired. No modular jacks. Well, Southwestern Bell saw trouble on the line so they rolled a truck which is what they did back then. The tech got there the same time my dad got home from work. Got a minor azz beating while the tech was still there and thought I got off pretty easy. Little did I know that was just a show for the tech it got real in a hurry when he left. And I couldn't use the phone for 6 mos. If anyone called for me, mom and dad would just hang up on them. I never eff'd with the phone again.

a lot of these

Started a fire with a big bag of rubber bands under the neighbors swamp cooler. We were lying down in tall grass in the ally when he come running out of the house with a machete. Dodged death that day. We covered a neighbors house with red ripe tomatoes not knowing her windows were open and all that juice went through the screens and splattered inside the house. Couldn't sit for week. I have more but I don't want sound like I was a bad kid.

Sounds like the end of 1shot telling us what he ate for lunch on any given day.

When I was super young, I allegedly picked up my aunt’s phone and randomly hit numbers. She claims I called a foreign country.

When I was in kindergarten, I used scissors to cut the cord to the toaster, which was plugged in. Then I ran out of the house yelling for my mom to grab my baby sister because the house was on fire (it wasn’t).

Fifth grade, roaming the neighborhood with my buddy who had just gotten a new slingshot. We were shooting rocks at mailboxes when he decided to shoot at a window. Well, it was one of those big bay windows that only had three pains. It cost my parents like six hundred bucks to replace it, and we only had to pay half.

Jumped off the roof of the house onto a trampoline. I landed in the next county or maybe it was our shrubs.

When we lived on the ranch I had a little dirt bike that I'd ride through our pasture and out the back gates to go visit a friend that lived down the road. There was a cross fence that had a wire gap gate that always stayed open. Well it was open when I left that afternoon, but riding home in the dark I didn't see that dad had come by and closed it for some reason. Hit that sucker going about 20 and you talking about a wreck! I was hanging completely off the ground all tangled up in the barbed wire and couldn't get loose. Hung there for about 30 minutes before dad came looking for me. After that I put a light on the dirt bike and paid a lot more attention to what I was doing.

I had my dads golf clubs in the back yard, he was right handed and I’m left handed. I put a ball down and swung at it left handed with the three wood, caught it perfect on the rounded wrong side and the ball rocketed right through out picture window

When I was about 6, I was dared by a friend to smoke a cigarette he had taken from one of his parents. I took the dare and stupidly stood on the street corner mouth puffing the cig. That got right back to my parents. My dad made me inhale smoke 3 cigarettes at a single sitting. I got sick as a dog and never had any desire to smoke since then.

Powder from 200 Black Cat firecrackers in a roman candle tube packed real tight needs a longer fuse then I used and when it went off it rattled windows 3 houses down.

Too many to list, here's a few

Shot a bunch of street lights out with BB guns

Thumb tacks in the road then laughing at the click clicks in tires the next day

One that still cracks me up, got some walkie talkies, put one in the mailbox at the curb, me and a buddy would hide behind the fence with the other walkie talkie and blurt out random obscenities at the olds on their evening walks, they would just pause and look around dumbfounded and then continue on, there was this jogger in the hood who came by everyday, this guy was one of those full on sprinter type joggers, well he came by and we had some real choice words through the walkie talkie, that dude turned on a dime and sprinted right towards the fence we were hiding behind yelling at us how bad he was gonna beat our azz, scared the cr*p out of us, he was pretty cool about it and even laughed, we didn't mess with that dude anymore

I was 15 and beat up a 14 year old for kicking his dog. Took his dog with me. I got in a lot of trouble and had to give the dog back. Still pisses me off, it was a good dog.

My wife asked how she looked? I said you look stupid but at least you're dressed nice.


I'm still alive.

Ps- she hasn't asked me since. Got married at 19. Childish enough.