So i'm thinking we need a thread to get our childhood years out on the table. To confess all those rotten things we did as kids. I know for a fact Our Moms used to cringe at the very thought of half the stuff we pulled.
So with that said, and with Mothers Day just around the corner, I dedicate this thread to all the kids, who gave 'em gray hair before their time...
Fire away, i'll start.....
I grew up right between highway 89, and interstate 15. Times were slower back then, but these roads were still busy...My twin brother and I, (yes there are two of me) had a sweet set of red trikes.:zeta
So we decided it would be cool to ride them on the same road as the big trucks, and we wheeled out into highway 89 just for fun..:rubberdown
The highway came to a complete stop, and pretty soon we had traffic backed up for about a mile, as we did circles in one of utah's major roadways........:babs
Mom busted out the front door after the honking became excessive, and promptly removed us from the road, (if i recall, she had hold of one arm, and an ear)...The nerve damage has never really healed....:):)
So with that said, and with Mothers Day just around the corner, I dedicate this thread to all the kids, who gave 'em gray hair before their time...
Fire away, i'll start.....
I grew up right between highway 89, and interstate 15. Times were slower back then, but these roads were still busy...My twin brother and I, (yes there are two of me) had a sweet set of red trikes.:zeta
So we decided it would be cool to ride them on the same road as the big trucks, and we wheeled out into highway 89 just for fun..:rubberdown
The highway came to a complete stop, and pretty soon we had traffic backed up for about a mile, as we did circles in one of utah's major roadways........:babs
Mom busted out the front door after the honking became excessive, and promptly removed us from the road, (if i recall, she had hold of one arm, and an ear)...The nerve damage has never really healed....:):)
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