My brother just came back from Afghanistan (USMC) and we were recounting the silly things we did as teens? He reminded me of my trip the DQ when I was 14.
This brother(S) and my older sister(M) and her twin(T) talked me in to being being body painted via M&T.
They made a number of attempt in the past but they successful in panting me wearing a T shirt (dusty rose color) and skirt (blue skirt). I was nude except for two small fabric bandaids over my nips and a 4′ square gauze bandage over my biniki line. These were held on by body tape (spray on) and the paint. A small stripe of gauze was placed as the hem of skirt and glued on.
Well, everyone liked the results then S suggested to go to the DQ about 3 blocks away so we all walked to the store — We did not see anyone on the way but I do remember the stares I got from the clerks at the DQ.
Mom picked us up in the van for fear that it would rain.
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My teenage years were decades ago, but I do recall being with friends walking along railroad tracks. We came to a tressel and we climbed onto a peer. As we explored the supporting structure, I suggested that we walk across to the next pier about 50 ft from where we were and about 80 ft about the water in the river. Remember we are now under the tracks.
We are walking on a 4-5” flange on the beam using welded angle iron struts for hand holds — well we get to about 10 feef from this pier when the noise and vibration suddenly came as a long freight train speed across. I do not know how many cars it was but 4 engines and say 60 cars for all us it was too long. We had to hang on for dear life to angle iron struts and praying that we would not fall to the river below.
After the train we continued to the nearest pier where we resested and hoped that there was a ladder to the track bed.
Alas — there was not. So after a very long time, three very fearful lads 13, 14 15 — started back to across the flange, praying that no other train would come along.
Fear taught us all to stay away from trains after our bridge crossing.
thats really funny… im still a teen, but the weirdest thing ive ever done is i have really dark skin, and a low voice (4 a girl), as well as short hair, so my friends once goaded me into sneaking into the guys shower room (still wearing my clothes) and pretending 2 b a guy. since i never took off my clothes, it was succsessful.
real smart
well i am a teen,..and not very adventrous lol
i’m always going under the bridges in town
and walking across the pipes on one of them
my life is just a series of silly things and adventures combined with embarrassment
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hahaha, that’s hilarious.
& i’m still a teen:]
so i’ve got many more stupid things to partake in
In a similar vain, when I was 13, my sister 14 and brother 11 were sunbathing nude at our family’s backyard pool. Someone ran the door bell and my brother yell to tell them that we were at the pool. We figured it was our older sister wanting help with stuff for we knew she was on an errant and were heard the car.
Well, we went to help and I open the gate only to be met with by Father Costello, our parish priest. He was not amused and he left and called our parents.
Silly or stupid — it taught us not to assume that we knew who was behind the fence.