Thursday, April 26, 2012
Dumb things kids do
I just have one random story to share with you from my childhood. It will be quick and painless so stop your moaning. It's not a long story and I think you will find it amusing. So back when I was about 12 or 13 my mom was having a shindig over at our house with friends and family. I decided that I wanted to play a prank on one of the adults by shaking up a can of beer and watching it spray all over them when they opened it. After shaking it up real good I remembered an episode of The Simpsons where Bart when through tremendous efforts to shake up Homer's beer. Bart even used a paint shaking machine to shake the beer. In this episode when Homer opened the beer it exploded and blew the roof off of the house. At the time I was young and naive so I thought this could actually happened. For fear that the shaken beer would explode in a fiery ball, I ran into the woods with it and buried it near the bank of a pond where no one could find it. Years later I remembered that I did this and went searching for the buried beer, alas, I could not find it.
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13 comments:
A shaken beer in these parts could result in the death penalty!
I bet a hobo drank it. As much as I love pranks I've never pulled one. I'm just way too nice.
You realize that's alcohol abuse?
Hahaha! *Laughing at Alex's comment*
I mourn the loss of that poor, defenseless beer.
I hope you said a few words over the grave. poor beer...
what the hell did that beer ever do to you? Not cool, PTM, not cool!
That's awesome!
When i was 13, I snaked some beer out of my Granny's fridge to share with my friends...the beer ended up being WAY expired. Lesson learned: Don't steal beer from your Granny.
Well you are lucky, because I thought it was funny to turn on the sprinklers on my Aunt and Dad. I got spanked for it and the same might have happened to you if you would have covered a guest in beer foam!
W.C.C.
you wasted a good beer in the woods?? Hmm that comment could be used in so many ways. My brother used to love drinking beer even when he was 9. Hid the bottles under his bed thinking my mom never cleaned there. One morning we were eating breakfast. Mom was cleaning downstairs, using the vac. There was a silence. My brother and I looked at each other. My mother screamed his name and I told him "RUN!!!!" I don;t know what happened after that
I would call this story "Buried Alcoholic Treasure"
I kid you not the same-ish story occurred with my friend in HS. He found it, but it wasn't worth it.
Lol. These comments are hilarious, as was the story.
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