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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On a road trip with my uncle and my newly-divorced mom, my uncle thought passing gas was funny so he did it A LOT. It was awful so I complained loudly. Fart, complain, fart, complain, fart, complain. Finally my mom had enough and pulled onto the shoulder of the busy freeway, made us get out, and she drove away. She drove quite a while before coming back to get us.
My family went camping and my dad brought his off road motorcycle. During the trip, he experienced a wipeout that left a 8 inch by 2 inch scrape down his forearm. After a few weeks of healing, with the scab ready to fall off, we peeled it off in one piece. During our family breakfast on Sunday, we told my mom it was bacon and she took a bite.
My brother collected insects when we were kids & found many during our vacations. We were always on the lookout for new ones. In San Antonio, TX we saw a strange beetle crawling on the sidewalk, my mom pulled a cup,plastic wrap & rubber band out of her purse(always prepared) & the family proceeded to chase it down the busy street til we captured it, amusing the tourists.
When my brother and I were younger we stayed (me 9, brother 7) at our grandma's for a summer.We played beauty shop and my brother being the client. Well I didn't have make up but i did have nail polish, so I put nail polish all over my brother's face. My grandmother walks in, tries getting the dried polish off with remover, she ended up dunking his face in it.
On a 6 hr trip home from D.C. one day, my 5 yr old and her 11 yr old sister were finishing their lunches in the back seat. I turned around when the 11 yr old yelled, "Mom, she's snorting Coke". Her younger sister had one straw up each nostril and had just sucked the Coke through the straw and up her nose. It was the funniest thing I'd ever seen or heard.
My family is NOT athletic, portly. We decided to go river rafting in the 80s. My dad had a Hank Hill butt... none. On a particularly hairy bend in the river, the boat tipped and my dad fell out. He grabbed a branch jutting out of the bank, and the current pulled his pants AND underwear off. I can just picture the fisherman that saw that floating by. Quite a show!
My family used to go camping at the lake in our "camper". By camper I mean an old school bus that dad remodeled to include bunk beds & a gas stove. One night at camp Dad got mad because someone beat him at cards so he started up the bus & started driving off. Someone managed to get the propane tank unhooked before he got it in gear. Did I mention it didn't have breaks?
I was about 8 and vacationing in America. We went to Disneyland. We were on a boat and it was so hot that I decided to go down to the lower part of it. There were all these clay figures. I sat between two on some sort of platform. Then a boy came and I was so still, he thought I was part of the display. He touched my face, I flinched, and he jumped back and ran off.
Coming back from Yellowstone my mother told my brother, sister and I to eat everything in the campers refrigerator. Instead we tried to see if we could throw it under the moving truck hard enough to come out in front of the rig. To do this we opened the window in the back door of the camper leaned out and hurled whatever we could find under the truck. They never knew!
My family used to spend every weekend of the summer on the river when I was young. After a long day on the river, as we were heading back in, the boat motor hit something submerged in the water and sent the boat sideways. Some how I was thrown from the boat. After swimming back to the boat dad had to throw me back to keep me from getting sucked in to the motor.
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