Everyone has a little crazy in their family.
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childhood (or parenthood) that makes
you wonder just how you all survived.
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11 brothers & sisters so I have lots of crazy stories! We had a huge house two stories plus a basement. Four of my younger siblings decided to tie jump ropes together and leaving the plastic handle on flushed the rope down the toilet from the top bathroom & held onto the other end. The rope was jammed between the 1st and 2nd floor & my father had to tear wall & pipe out
LOL Not enough space for the best ones. But a few years ago, my mother decided to move all of her bedroom furniture to our roof. When we returned home and saw neighbors gathered to watch her, we tried to get her to come down. She refused. Cops came, but didn't help much. So we got the hose. It was quite a sight! Quite a shameful moment for me. We have since moved.
My big brother was watching the 1985 Iron Bowl. Alabama scored the game-winning field goal, and he was so excited, he raised his fist in celebration. However, he raised it just a little too high, and ended up punching a hole in the ceiling! Later on, he got some materials together to patch the hole.
My step-mom brought home a cougar cub as a favor to a local animal sanctuary. Our house pets quickly hid for a few days. During supper, the thing jumped up onto the table, knocked all the milk over, and during the melee, began to maul my little niece (she wasn't hurt)! It somehow caught its claws in the table cloth and then dragged our entire meal into the next room.
It was a tradition for my family to pick out a Christmas tree. When I was 10, the tree was too big to fit through the door. We finally stuffed it through and dragged it into place, but the top left a green streak on the ceiling all the way through the house. Then our tree base broke and the tree fell over. My dad was so mad that we've had an artificial tree ever since.
I was around 10 and playing in the playhouse my father had made for me. I was playing with candles, thinking it was fun. Before I knew it I was bored, went inside to watch TV with my sisters. Eventually the candles melted and burnt down the entire playhouse! LOL Then, to prevent it from spreading to another, my dad got the tractor and pushed it.
I remember the Halloween daddy and his wife taught me & my sisters how to throw water balloons and eggs at passing cars. They topped the night off with showing us how to steal pumpkins and smash them on the road. Our final theft was the preachers house. I can still see him standing at the door yelling and trying to figure out why a 4 year old was running away with them.
Once when my parents were out, my older sisters and I got into a HUGE water war. It started with doing the dishes together & escalated into pans of water being thrown, hoses being sprayed though the windows, buckets filled from the pool... We got it all cleaned up & would have gotten away w/ it, except our parents noticed the water dripping from the ceiling.
Alone in the bathroom, I had never turned on the wall heater before, so I did. It burst in flames immediately. I froze and tried to yell for help, but I couldn't catch my breath. I thought I would die. Finally, I decided to try and turn it off. I clicked the switch and the fire died. When I got out of the bathroom, I never said anything. I was more afraid of my parents.
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