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 StoryI got lost for 3 hours in a town I wasn't familiar with. Three hours we drove around trying to find this road to my friend's house. When I finally got in touch with her and told her where I was, she walked outside and whistled at me. How bad is it that I was lost for 3 hours right in front of my destination? Blonde moment!
On New Year's Eve, my parents were attending a party at one of their friends houses, leaving my big brother, 6 years my elder, to have his own party at our house. I was hiding from one of his friends in my very deep closet, when my sister came and asked, "Are you in here?" I said, "Yes, can I come out now?" She answered, "No! I'm getting in there with you!"
A friend of mine thought that her father was Native American until she was 12 because he used to tell her stories about his life as an Indian. For every scarf he has, he made up a story about fights with buffaloes, etc. When I heard this, I nearly broke down because of laughing!
After the funeral of my best friend's grandma, his dad and aunt started arguing at the dinner table about their inheritance. They were so loud that he threw cold water on them. They still wouldn't shut up, so we took some food with us and locked ourselves in the bathroom and started eating. It was one of the best meals of our lives.
One of my friends and I were ice boarding down his driveway. I hit my head on a bunch of cinder blocks. I kid you not, I died for maximum of two whole seconds.
About 3 years ago, my friends & I were watching Saw 3 at my house. It was getting to a really creepy part and my mom thought it would be funny to turn off electricity on the house. We freaked out! She put on a black coat and ran into the room. We all screamed really loudly! My next door neighbors came out of their house because they thought we were being robbed!
When I was a kid, my dad worked with the local volunteer fire department. During the 4th of July festivities, we always had tons of fireworks because they ran a stand and they made some of their own. Dad and his buds had a roman candle fight. It was really funny ... until one errant charge went forth from his candle and up the shorts of his friend!
When we were little, my friends next door and I complained about being hungry. Their mom would take us out to the kitchen, line us up shoulder to shoulder, tell us to look at the ceiling and open our mouths. She would then go down the line, squirting whipped cream straight from the can into our mouths. To this day (we're teenagers now) she still does this if we complain.
I live next door to a family of 4 boys. One summer when I was 5 (they were 4,3,1 and 1), their mom called my mom asking if we had seen the 2 year old recently. We hadn't. We ended up calling the police who searched our houses and the whole block. Just as the police were getting worried, they looked out back and saw the 2 year old asleep, face down and naked in the sandbox.
I used to have a rat named Oskah when I was 12. He went everywhere with me: the skate park, library, DVD shop, beach (he liked to chase the little soldier crabs back into their holes). One time, I took him to the supermarket and a lady said, "Get that rat out of here! It's filthy and disgusting!" I indignantly said, "No, he's not! He's very clean, cleaner than you!"
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