Margalot Posted January 31, 2012 Share Posted January 31, 2012 I am sure I have many....... but the one that still sticks in my mind was when I was about 6 and had scribbled in a school maths text book with a purple crayon. (dont know why?!) The teacher spotted it, really cross with the whole class and when "Ooops, word censored!"ody would admit she blamed the naughtiest boy Jamie and he got the dap. Still feel bad about it! but I really didnt want the dap and it was so out of character for me she would never have suspected. Poor Jamie, And to Mum, sorry for the party I has when you went away for the weekend and we broke the kitchen sliding door. I still cant bring myself to tell her about that party and she never suspected! oh and Mum sorry for taking swigs out of the gin bottle and replacing it with water! least you didnt get quite so merry at Christmas. I was a wallpaper piggler too! woodchip just too hard to resist, you just had to see what the chip looked like See once you start remembering, they all come out Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Looney Posted January 31, 2012 Share Posted January 31, 2012 Hmmm, where to start? I was a bit of a tearaway for a year or two but not sure I'm ready to confess to some of things I got up to in those years! A friend and I found a tray of stop watches in the science lab at school and set them to go off at all different times and hid them all over the room. The hour long lesson was interrupted every 5 mins or so by the teacher frantically trying to find the next stop watch Poor lady was dashing about like a headless chicken, much to the amusement of my class. She hadn't realised that we'd arrived early so blamed the previous class who all had to do a lunchtime detention as "Ooops, word censored!"ody would own up to doing it. Needless to say I didn't go back and explain Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
chickencam Posted January 31, 2012 Share Posted January 31, 2012 . I was a wallpaper piggler too! woodchip just too hard to resist, you just had to see what the chip looked like I love the word 'piggle', it was one my mum used often to describe picking at things. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Alis girls Posted January 31, 2012 Share Posted January 31, 2012 Forgive me Omlet - today yes today - I put a pack of T bags back on the shelf next to drinking choc cos couldnt be bothered to walk the extra few paces to T bag bit. I know I will be told off by those of you working in supermarkets who hate customers like me. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
snowberry Posted January 31, 2012 Author Share Posted January 31, 2012 oh and Mum sorry for taking swigs out of the gin bottle and replacing it with water! least you didnt get quite so merry at Christmas. I thought I invented that with my dad's vodka Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Valkyrie Posted January 31, 2012 Share Posted January 31, 2012 We had been married almost a year. Should have realised then he was beginning to become a Male C. P! Make me beans on toast and put some tabasco in it. So I did. Lots. And then some more. Oh and a really naughty one (for me anyway) I carved "hello" in one of the old train carriages with my biro. Felt so guilty I never did it again. Then I started smoking and blamed the rest of the office (although I probably was more of a passive smoker anyway because the rest of the office contained a fair few chain smokers). The filter didn't even change colour so I wasn't doing it properly! But I felt I was getting one up against my parents. Then I found out that I was buying all the packets of cigarettes for colleagues and wasting my own money, so it lasted a very short while. And then I changed jobs - not touched one since. I did touch a colleague though and now I'm married to him. He survived the tabasco. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ain't Nobody Here Posted January 31, 2012 Share Posted January 31, 2012 We obviously all have hidden evil depths . And I thought chicken keepers were such nice people . I once wrote my name in purple felt tip pen right in the top corner of my dorm at boarding school. Trouble was, it was such a thick pen that it was visible from the door . Matron soon spotted that one . Can't remember my punishment so can't have been that bad! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
chickweed Posted January 31, 2012 Share Posted January 31, 2012 In junior school I was a monitor and was responsible for getting some things ready for the afternoon lesson (can't remember what lesson ). Someone had brought in some elder berries. I placed a berry on the chair of every girl I didn't like and I can still picture the purple red stains on the back of their school dresses. The teacher brushed off their complaints, thank goodness. I was such a goody goody, it could not possibly have been down to me. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Valkyrie Posted February 1, 2012 Share Posted February 1, 2012 Love that one! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Olly Posted February 1, 2012 Share Posted February 1, 2012 I've remembered another one. Went to spend the evening with a friend, both of us aged about 17 - her parents and the rest of the family were out, and we got a bit bored. She'd been having driving lessons, but hadn't taken her test. We took her brother's ancient Ford Anglia out, drove round the block and parked it again ... completely without incident, apart from the fact that we forgot to turn the lights on! When he got back he couldn't understand why it was now facing the opposite way, but J denied having touched it (backed up by me) and we convinced him that he'd just forgotten where he left it. He actually said 'I don't believe you, but I know 'Olly' is telling the truth!' Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
