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Walkin' Down Memory Lane

Utahrd

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Post your good memories from your childhood, maybe some bad memories too. Don't incriminate yourself obv. gotta post this stuff before it gets forgot, give the rest of the world a view of the bigger picture ya dig ma dogs?
 
So, it was the 7th grade, I was getting made fun of by the emo kids n shit back then. bad year. I hear from my best friend about how to make an "M-80" he told me how to make it, I wont post that on here it's prob a violation of site rules LOL. So I talk to my other best friend, the homie for life guy. So he goes and steals the appropriate fireworks and other supplies from his bros secret shoebox under the bed. CLASSIC. We set that shit up, and book it to my backyard, right? I'm like, "I will light it, and you will throw it away from us so as we don't get blowed up aight?" "ok I get it" he says. I guess he didn't get my drift so much. He's all way athletic and has a good throwing arm. Me not so much. He throws it way further than I expected, into the very dry weeds behind the neighbors house, rather than the dirt ten feet in front of us.

*OH MY FUCKING HOLY SHIT* the brush catches on fire, we go into total panic mode, we're in deep shit and we know it. First, we run into the brush to try and stomp that blaze out. we both get burned and fail. We start up my hose next door to try and douse it out, he's handing me those garden buckets with too many holes in the top designed to drain water out, so it holds no water. I try and tell him that, he's too freaked to understand, makes me take it over there. Fire truck shows up, we have the blaze out with the neighbors hose before they get there. All I remember after that is this asshole with a super twitchy mustache, bitchin' me out while he wears his sunglasses. Takes the glasses off and it just gets freaky again. They don't arrest us, but we had to pay $500 fines EACH and at 7th grade, raised WAY mormon and never been in trouble before, showing up before a judge is scary as all hell. My mom was so disappointed in me I thought she didn't love me anymore.

AND THAT was the first day of my life I began to hate police, authority, rules, and law. That day was the axis of the rest of my life. That was the day I began to question everything. Most scared I have ever been. Most scared of the legal system I have ever been.
 
8th grade, first time smoking weed with a bunch of 9th and 10th graders - for those who don't know the US school system, this is a Jr High kid (me, 13) smoking weed with High Schoolers (14-16). I didn't feel any peer pressure, I just felt cool :P

Who woulda guessed I'd turn into this now.

Another good one was the time we got high and set our neighbors house on fire and got picked up for arson... lol, good times under 18 = whats puishment?
 
Lol, I have way too many of these. I remember back in the day when I was maybe 12 years old hanging out with a group of my friends from next door (5 kids in that family, at least 3 or 4 of them were there) and being super bored. It was pretty much a brand new housing development so there were a bunch of houses being built and still under construction, and we used to go hang out in them. The house next door to mine on the other side was still being built so we were over there, and one kid had a lazer pointer so we thought it would be funny to fuck with this kid who lived across the street from me (was a good friend at the time, ended up growing up to be a huge POS and I don't talk to that loser anymore) and shining it in his windows. Well I guess his parents didn't know it was just some stupid kids so they called the cops because they thought it was a gun and we all ran away into the woods. My shoe had fallen off in that driveway and we ran through the woods behind my house to my friend's house, me with one shoe. We were hiding behind and under this old car that was sitting in their driveway watching the cops cruise by up and down the street before I told my friend that I lost my shoe so we went back for it. While we were there (right as I picked up my shoe) a cop car pulled into the driveway and we had to hide behind these big rocks at the end of the driveway. The cop went around the side of the house and we ran back through the woods to my friend's house up into the attic above the garage and watched the show for another half hour or so. Went home hours later and got grounded by my father (for what felt like months, probably only a few weeks) not only for staying out too late without calling but because he saw the cops going up and down the street and saw us kids sneaking around and kind of figured out it was because of us. Hah since then I have many crazier stories but I am fond of this one because it was one of the first times I got a HUGE thrill out of doing some stupid shit and hiding from the cops despite being such a stupid innocent kid. Shit now that I think of it, even if they did catch us, I don't think it's possible to have gotten in any trouble at all...
Good times man, good times. Although being an adult has it's perks, man do I miss bein a kid sometimes with zero responsibilities or knowing how shit works at all...

Who woulda guessed I'd turn into this now.

lol, good times under 18 = whats puishment?
This exactly.
 
one time, when I was like 14, I had this electric airsoft gun from classic army, it looked like a real assault rifle, had a folding stock, RIS rails. so I decide I want to have some fun on a semi-rural road, and I hide in the bushes at night, and pelt the living hell out of these cars as they sped past, since I had this $400 airsoft gun at my disposal. I was thoughtless and bored as hell. I decide to call it quits, and as I'm walking home, this police officer pulls up and shines his spotlight right where I had been not 30 seconds ago. I have this assault rifle with the stock folded, G-36, up under my arm inside my jacket. he didn't see me. I thought I was going to end up shot or arrested with hella gun crime charges though. Always made me nervous every time my cousin would come over and black out the orange tips on my mac 11. that phase played itself out with dumping containers of salt on peoples lawns, pissing in mailboxes etc.
 
^rock monster you SO do not remember that. but you're the rock monster of course you have nothing from the childhoods you would ever want to recant. jay m'kay?
 
One time the local group of kids decided....well ok it was myself (female) and the local boy with raging ADHD....to climb onto said ADHD's kid's one story roof. In winter, with a slippery roof. We managed to get up there and then kinda got stuck. On the count of three we were going to jump into the backyard which had 4 feet of snow in it until I shouted WHERE'S THE PICNIC TABLE!?? probably saving each of us a trip to the hospital. Right after that his dad came home. He got out of his vehicle and noticed an entire neighbourhood of kids looks directly UP onto his roof. He was understandably upset.
 
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