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Everyone has a little crazy in their family.
Share a quick and funny story from your
childhood (or parenthood) that makes
you wonder just how you all survived.
Read other crazy family experiences and vote on your favorites below.
Submit Another StoryWhen I was little, my mother and grandma took a road trip to Yellow Stone National Park. I was crying in the backseat and my mom couldn't make me quit, so my grandma held me and dipped my binky in wine to try to calm me down. I was only two weeks old!
One summer, my family was enjoying vanilla drumsticks. My father was double-handing a drumstick and a mug of coffee. He started telling us about his uninteresting day at work. It was blocked from my mind as a passing bird pooped into his mug of coffee. My dad thought that what had just collided at terminal velocity was ice cream and licked it off. Scream for ice cream!
One 4th of July, my family and friends were enjoying a fine time with beer, booze, & homemade explosives. We were rudely interrupted by a lunatic neighbor screaming about how we were going to blow up his house. He screamed on and on about how it was illegal. My dad's crazy friend ran out with an decommissioned WW2 grenade and screamed, "Is THIS illegal?" The neighbor fled.
We went camping every weekend as kids. Sitting around the campfire, my father would tell us that he was an alien and that the moon rising was a message that he needed to meet his spaceship. So he would get up and leave for awhile. When he returned he would say he had went to the store via spaceship and he would give us candy or toys.
One summer, my friend and her mom were going camping with me and my mom. My mom got two speeding tickets on that trip ... by the same officer and in the same area.
Once, I was with my uncle and we were driving to some museum really far away. He took the wrong turn off making us set back by an hour and when he stopped for gas he came out with a Willie Nelson CD and had me listen to that and other really old country music the rest of the trip there and back!
My whole family went on a camping trip when I was about 5. My grandma's snoring was so loud (in the tent next to us) that I was convinced there was a bear in their tent! I was terrified.
We were at Wal-Mart & all wore big jackets. We took off those jackets & my dad put all of them in a ball. We thought the ball looked like a baby covered in a jacket & we named it "George". My dad jokingly made crying sounds, hit George & said "Stop crying! Stop crying, George!". Everyone looked at us, ready to call Child Support while we were laughing our butts off!
After school, my father would go to the local restaurant/bar to relax. We were 6 & 8. He really wasn't an alcoholic. We played in the parking lot and became pro pinball players. Regulars always bought us soda and snacks because we were so well-mannered. We never got to do our homework and then my parents would be shocked at our report cards. Really?!
One time we had a family BBQ. My father talked all the women into riding my go-cart (Mom, her mother & sister). During the ride, they each laughed so hard they peed their pants! Grandma was last & was laughing so hard she could not stop the go-cart. My brother & I were dragged around the yard while holding onto the seat back until my Dad could jump in front & stop her.
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