I was talking to LiL tonight breifly, and she asked when I was going to tell another one of my childhood stories.
Funny, I thought I'd told you all the best that I had to offer but then decided to actually think way back to when I really became entertaining.
Seems it started at a very young age for me. Story has it, one that has been past down from my parents to the rest of my strange but amusing family, that when I was about 2 years old we had a cat that loved to pounce on me and claw the shit out of me. Well as my Dad tells it, seems that one night I had decided to fix the little bastard and proceeded to grab a plastic baseball bat and hide around the corner and wait for it to come walking past. I guess that I waited for several hours, hoping that the cat would need to get some water. Well low and behold the shit got thirsty and started for the water bowl. My dad says that he and my mom both saw me raise the bat high above my head and just as the cat walked past the wall......BAMMMM!
The little bastard didn't even know what hit him. Layed him out all over the floor and when it came to realized that maybe it wasn't a good idea to mess with me anymore.
Now for all you cat lovers that want to string my ass up right now, remember that I was only 2 years old at the time of this offense. SO piss off. The cat got what he deserved....
Well as time went on, I developed this unbelievable knack for smarting off. I know what your saying, I found it hard to believe myself, but I did.It didn't matter if it was other kids, older kids,teachers or parents. I would speak before I thought things through clearly.Lets just say that I spent an awful lot of time in the principals office. Well one time that comes to mind I was playing a game of "Butt's UP", for those of you who don't know what that is let me tell you even to this day I'm an excellent shot with the little hard racketball we use to use for this game. Seems like every time one of the upper classman that liked to pick on me got his turn at the wall to have the rest of us throw the ball at his Butt....I was the one person that could always hit him in the nuts instead of the Butt. This usually meant a beating latter at some point in the day, but man was it worth it. Well one guy that failed to catch the ball correctly ended up on the wall and as I got my turn the principal told me to keep it clean. I looked at her, laughed and proceeded to NAIL HIM IN THE NUTS as hard as I could. As I was being drug to her office for yet another paddling, the kid decided to take a shot at me with the ball while she was holding me. Well I busted lose from her grip, grabbed the ball and proceeded to nail him in the nuts a second time while on the run. This time he ended up going to the hospital to get one of his nuts to drop back down in the sac.
Well I spent like a month in detention for that one but because the principal had held me while he threw the ball at me I figured she needed a little pay back.This is the part of the story that I'm not sure if I've told it before but this is what happened. Me and some of my little hoodlum friends decided to find as many snakes as possible and fill her car with them. She came out of the bldg after a long day and got into her car to go home. Now mind you, we had waited almost 4 hours for her to leave. Well she backed out and started to drive down the street when all of the sudden she slammed on the brakes and came screaming out of the car.Snakes were everywhere and she was practically pissing herself. I don't think I'll ever forget the terror in her voice or how hard we laughed for doing it to her.
Many years later, like when I was in my 30's I finally told my mom , who just happened to be this ladies friend, what I had done to her. 15 years wasn't long enough to wait. She just about kicked my ass.
I know I sure miss the old days when you could steal the city police car and drive it to the next town and pull people over that you didn't like, or stuff M1000 wrapped in electricians tape with a long fuse up the exhaust of a friends car and blow the muffler clean off the car. Kids these days just don't get to experience the fun like I did.

















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