When I was young...

[me003]

I used to drink my own blood when I would get injured because...it was salty and i liked it.. . but because I thought it would go back in my body like nothing happened.

[Cookie]

Do you sharpen your teeth with a file too?

[l a c e y]

Do you sharpen your teeth with a file too?

One time some kid at school did that. He was in the mental class.

[Daddy]

Do you sharpen your teeth with a file too?

There was a kid named Johnny in my kindergarten class.  Johnny put his pinky in the pencil sharpener and cranked it.

[the shortest route to the sea]

There was a kid named Johnny in my kindergarten class.  Johnny put his pinky in the pencil sharpener and cranked it.

He must have had a very small pinky.

And a very small brain.

[l a c e y]

He must have had a very small pinky.

And a very small brain.

Little kids have very small fingers.

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Little kids have very small fingers.

Pencils are what, 6 mm? That's almost a quarter of an inch. Babies' fingers are that small.

[Daddy]

Pencils are what, 6 mm? That's almost a quarter of an inch. Babies' fingers are that small.

Pencil sharpeners have that opening for the fat pencils. 

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Pencil sharpeners have that opening for the fat pencils. 

Which get up to 3/4 of an inch at most...which would be enough. Did he really do that? 

[Daddy]

Which get up to 3/4 of an inch at most...which would be enough. Did he really do that? 

Yes. I still remember his scream. 

He squealed like a piggie. 

[Boogus Epirus Aurelius]

I remember in third grade this kid flipped out and locked himself in the computer room at the back of the class. Principal showed up. School cop showed up. Other teachers showed up.

They got it open, but he somehow slipped past them all and got outside.

I can still see him running past the window with about seven adults on his tail.

[rdl]

When I was young...

...it was awesome.

[Andria]

I remember in third grade this kid flipped out and locked himself in the computer room at the back of the class. Principal showed up. School cop showed up. Other teachers showed up.

They got it open, but he somehow slipped past them all and got outside.

I can still see him running past the window with about seven adults on his tail.

That reminds me of the time in elementary school a kid tried burning down our BRICK school with a magnifying glass and a bunch of leaves and they told him to stop so he tried running away and one of the gym teachers tackled him.

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Nobody did really crazy things at my school...for me, I wrote a poem about hatred once and had to get counseling. That's really it.

[me003]

i remember some kids told this really weird kid that some dog crap was chocolate and he ate it.