imported_Tomato
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I miss playing Slip N Slide with my sisters and getting all excited when I heard the ice cream man coming down the street. I'd always get that red, white and blue popsicle. *sigh* Life was so much easier as a kid.
Originally posted by: zCypher
*doesn't have fond childhood memories to think back to*
Originally posted by: Zim Hosein
Nap Time! 😀
Originally posted by: Moralpanic
Oh, you know how some playground sets have the tires on the chain, and people can sit on the tire and spin around? My neighbour climbed up the chain and stuck his tongue on the gyrating thing, and split his tongue in half. That was a good memory.
EDIT: Why he did that? I don't know. I think he wanted to lick the grease.
Originally posted by: Dezign
Originally posted by: Zim Hosein
Nap Time! 😀
And SNACKS... during elementary school... 😀 I brought in a tray of lychee one time for Snack Day, and nobody at them... so I ate them all on the walk home. 🙂
Originally posted by: Moralpanic
Originally posted by: Dezign
Originally posted by: Zim Hosein
Nap Time! 😀
And SNACKS... during elementary school... 😀 I brought in a tray of lychee one time for Snack Day, and nobody at them... so I ate them all on the walk home. 🙂
I remember walking home from school one day in Kindargarten and somehow lost one of my boots... so i came home with only one. I don't remember much from those early years, but i still remember that and my mom questioning me how i could lose a boot but still have the other one. Man was i a retard.
Originally posted by: quackagator
Getting laid the first time.
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Um... boot? In the snow or rain? :Q I remember being really excited about our new peach tree in the back yard. It only grew one peach, and my sisters and I waited for it to get bigger before picking it... the day before we decided to pick it, one of the neighborhood kids came by, picked it, took a bite, threw it down, and ran off. My sisters and I cried the whole day about it.
Originally posted by: Moralpanic
I remember i use to ride my bike EVERYWHERE. Even at 12 years old, riding a bike for an hour to a destination was normal, and did this almost daily over the summer. One time we decided to ride our bike to Toronto. That's about 60 miles from where we lived, so we had to leave at like 7am in the morning. Took about 8 hours to get there, since we had quite a few flat tires. But once we got there, we went to Chinatown and ate, then biked back. Trip on the way home was quicker, only about 6 hours i think.
Originally posted by: zCypher
*doesn't have fond childhood memories to think back to*