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    Do tell something odd about yourself

    I guess back in the 60's when I was 2... my folks had a New Years eve party..(they were young)... they found me passed out in the corner.

    Apparently I was just big enough to reach the drinks on the coffee table, when people left them unattended.. and helped myself to quite a few...

    Unlike most little toddlers, who would make a face & spit it out... I just chugged it right on down like a pro, and grabbed for another!:eeks:

    I also have doulble jointed toes.. and can pick things up w/them.. I can even write a bit with em!(not very well, but if I practiced...
    I can bend them backwards & walk on em too! Used to be the Family entertainment when I was little @ gatherings... "Hey Jude, walk on your toes!" I'll probably have arthitis in them soon...
    The only thing worth stealing is a kiss...:flower: zwink:

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      Do tell something odd about yourself

      The most trouble I ever got in was when I was about 5 and I was playing with matches. the room was full of smoke and I lied and said I was not playing with matches but it was quite obvious I had been.

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        Do tell something odd about yourself

        I definately have some sort of OCD. I am a neat freak as well and everything has to lined up symetrically and I also am contantly counting things as well....all day long as a matter of fact. As I am driving I match up words in songs with lines on the street...all kinds of things like that..
        Sometimes I wonder...."Why is that frisbee getting bigger?"...and then it hits me.

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          Do tell something odd about yourself

          My 1st memory is of my 3rd Birthday party I remember looking at the cake which seemed huge. 3 tiers all pink with ballerinas all around each tier an on the very top a male and female dancer.No wonder I have a princess complex. Judy, my Dad got me drunk at 3 by giving me sips of beer until I told my Mom I was dizzy and she put me to bed. Katesm, I too could read before I was 4. I remember when my parents put me in school the teachers would all huddle around to discuss me. I thought there was something wrong with me. I was in the 1st grade reading on a 5th grade level. My Mom never bothered to explain to me what was going on or why it made me different. I felt like I was never going to fit in.
          Oh Lord, small wonder I'm a mess
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          mar

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            Do tell something odd about yourself

            I can remember when I was three, chasing a big yellow tractor around while he was cutting the grass, and being close enough to the whirring blades to get covered in the cuttings, and also my mum selling our pet Yellow labrador to the man in the butcher's van.

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              Do tell something odd about yourself

              My first memory was of my mom and me on Myrtle beach...we played in the sand, I remember wearing my little bikini, playing in the sand and making a pyramid looking at her. She is still my hero.

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                Do tell something odd about yourself

                I had a friend who had 10 kids in her family. When I slept over they would all turn their upper eyelids inside out and run after me. It terrified and sickened me!

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                  Do tell something odd about yourself

                  And Lucky, I was a firestarter too! Started one in the kitchen, one under my bed, one out in the neighbor's lot. Luckily I lost my fascination with fire a few years later and did not become an arsonist.

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                    Do tell something odd about yourself

                    Dear Ducky,

                    One day when I was 5, I lit one of the matches my grandmother kept on the back of the toilet for covering up bad smells. As soon as the match flared up (it was one of those big wooden ones) it got too hot to hold, and I dropped it on the rug. It started smoking, and I panicked, weighing the whipping I would get if I ran and told an adult, with the pain of standing there and burning to death. I t seemed like a good idea to stay put. I finally realized I could put out the fire with my feet, and stomped until all the smoke was gone. I don't think they figured out it was me who burned the rug.

                    headbanger

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                      Do tell something odd about yourself

                      Headbanger, when I was 7 or 8 I decided to burn the edges of some heavy duty paper towels (think of the ones in train toilets) to create antique looking pieces of paper to use for artwork. Same thing, the fire got ahead of me and I froze. However, I am a chicken so I casually went to the living room to tell my mom the towels were on fire in the sink. I am sure corporal punishment was involved...

                      We are an interesting bunch.

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                        Do tell something odd about yourself

                        Breez;146496 wrote: Quiescent- yes, yes....burger bite, fries, burger bite, fries....doesn't matter how many fries but a burger bite has to have fries! LOL!
                        When eating McDonald's, I always eat ALL of my fries first and THEN eat the burger. There is nothing better than piping hot McDonald's french fries. I like them so hot that they almost burn my tongue. So, it makes perfect sense that I must eat them all first (before they have the chance to cool down at all). Oh man, now I am craving McDonald's fries. I am not much of a fast food person, but love those piping hot salty fries w/a Diet Coke. Who even needs the burger?

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                          Do tell something odd about yourself

                          OK, last one for tonight. When I competed in swimming I had to touch my thumb to the tip of each finger on that hand, then repeat with the other hand. I kept doing it until the race. I had to finish the sequence before the start.

                          In kindergarten I picked at the insides of my ears until they bled and had scabs. Could not leave them alone.

                          That's it for now or you will all think me a lunatic!

                          Woops, that was two.

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                            Do tell something odd about yourself

                            Now I remember, The thread calls for something "odd". I have absolutely no gag reflex; which has no use except that I can toss down handfuls of vitamins in a gulp. My husband thinks my lack of gagging is a talent!

                            headbanger

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                              Do tell something odd about yourself

                              Jeez Louise I am glad for some of these late entries

                              Rip

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                                Do tell something odd about yourself

                                headbanger....interesting avitar considering...

                                lisa

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