Since I’m old and boring now, I wanna hear some rebellious stories of our youth. Come on you little hellions what’s the worst thing you ever did when you were a teenager?
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MJG1123@reddit
Bought a giant ass military grade smoke bomb from Virginia while on vacation…took it to my neighborhood baseball field (which was right next to a busy highway). Me and a buddy lit it on the pitchers mound. It was an instant white out. I said…”now what?” …then my buddy picked it up and threw it into the highway…during rush hour. Then we bolted.
Desperate-Chart-5277@reddit
If abortion clinics had loyalty cards like Subway you know every five then a freebie that would be great
LilMushboom@reddit
Honestly? I was boring as hell. I think I skipped school one time, but that's about the extent of it. That's what happens when you're a nerd.
Sure_Artichoke_3662@reddit
You can lie and no one will ever know
VampireOnHoyt@reddit
Same, Mormon upbringing here. So my most serious delinquency was getting banned from Napster for downloading a Metallica song.
Top-Wolverine-8684@reddit
Same. I was either at school, church, or at a rehearsal/event for one of the many singing groups I was in. My friends were all nerds, so I never saw alcohol or drugs. Not even once.
FoppyRETURNS@reddit
I skipped school to drive my grandmother to doctor appointments. They didn't even mark me as absent. 💀
Sure_Artichoke_3662@reddit
My friends and I used to drive around with a wrist rocket and a bag of pennies. I won't be elaborating without my lawyer present.
justhere4freesnacks@reddit
The things I did as a teenager have never been committed to any form of media and I'd like to keep it that way.
famousanonamos@reddit
I accidentally started a fire at school my freshman year. Not going to get into incriminating details, but nothing was damaged aside from the trashcan that melted.
Other than that, just your average getting wasted first thing in the morning and going to class. I had a buddy who used to bring one of those plastic Kool-aid containers full of liquer to school in the morning to share between 2-4 of us. Made a lot of apple and soda can bongs too.
Same friend as above was always up to shenanigans. He stole something really big from a grocery store right in front of me and I didn't even see it, just noticed when we got outside and around the corner when he started stuffing it into his backpack.
My best friend in HS moved in with her 21 year old boyfriend our jr year, so we got up to a lot on the weekends. The dumbest thing was me and her brother jumping in the pool drunk as hell in the middle of December. I jumped a little to far from the edge and thought I was going to drown for a second.
TeenYearsKillingMe@reddit
The worst things I did were very much class A felonies, so no thanks, Mr. Police Man.
But that said, my friend used to have a second story apartment right in front of the pool. This pool had a deep end. We used to have parties and take turns jumping from the balcony into the deep end. Thankfully, no one ever got hurt and we never got caught, lol.
whereugoincityboy@reddit
I broke up with a guy once because he was about to jump off the roof of a 2 story house into the pool. I didn't wanna watch him die. I left so not sure if he did it or not but he's still alive!
elysiumstarz@reddit
I think I was at that party...
whereugoincityboy@reddit
There was also a lady there who squirted her breast milk straight out of her boob across the table at a guy. Remember that part? It was a unique experience.
ExternalBrief3412@reddit
Haha! I used to do that to my hubby just for giggles. He didn’t think it was very funny but I thought it was HILARIOUS. Looking back now it’s kinda gross, but still makes me laugh.
elysiumstarz@reddit
Nope, diff party I guess!
whereugoincityboy@reddit
Lol
ouijahead@reddit
Did he shout “ I AM A GOLDEN GOD!!!” at everyone ?
elysiumstarz@reddit
Idr but wouldn't be surprised 🤣
No_Flamingo9331@reddit
Good for you, that kind of shit is so unnecessarily dangerous
TeenYearsKillingMe@reddit
Hopefully he is. Smart person, you.
WereFlyingOverTrout@reddit
I grew up spending my summers at our cabin in super northern MN, near a lake where we could motorboat to Canada. The lake my cabin was on I had access to our boat (w/ a 15 hp motor with a 9.9 hp cover so it looked like Dad was following the rules) and zero restrictions. I’d boat with the boys to these high cliffs and go cliff jumping. It was so high we had to wear shoes so our feet didn’t sting slapping on the water. The mid 90s were a wild time.
DarthFuzzzy@reddit
I woke up to an ambulance around 2am as someone had jumped off the upper balcony of my apartment complex (was an old hotel building with a pool in the middle) and missed the pool. Shattered his pelvis and broke some other things he probably needed.
PumpkinSpice2Nice@reddit
Thought you were saying you woke up in an ambulance because someone missed and fell on you at first!
DarthFuzzzy@reddit
That would be a much better story lol. Alas, just some dumb college kid fucking himself over.
ouijahead@reddit
, for life. I’m glad I had more sense than that.
TeenYearsKillingMe@reddit
Oops!
Browndogsmom@reddit
We used to do this also at a friends place. But the jump was more in the middle of the pool so not super deep lol I don’t know how I survived being a teen.
Ok_Concentrate4461@reddit
As a lifeguard, I just died a little inside.
TeenYearsKillingMe@reddit
At the time, I was trying to qualify for the Olympics. Let me tell you, this was a lot more fun than the high board.
pagancheeseburger@reddit
Same same lol. Except we used to jump off the roof of my friend's 1 story house that was next to the pool. His parents were never home and that place got wild. At one point they removed the carpet inside and we would skate indoors
truckthecat@reddit
Same except we were going out of a second story window that had a little ledge inside to climb up to it. Did it so many times that we got the ledge soaking wet and someone’s foot eventually went through the drywall while they were climbing up
SnowWhiteCampCat@reddit
I used to jump off my 1st story overhang, onto the spruce tree, I'd starfish and slide all the way down. Had to make sure the main floor window was unlocked to get back in.
kangpd@reddit
Sewer under the jail raves. I did not run them but I partook in a few.
Train hopping to town 3 hours away by car. Almost got stuck but managed to get back and home before parent made it home from work.
Went to XX at 15 by bus and XXX then XXX with my friend. Was able to XXX XXX XXX and make the return bus home. Very lucky and stopped with the shenanigans after that.
when_music_hits@reddit
Bleep and bleep and I accidentally liberated a bottle of bleep to consume in the park, feeling refreshed and hydrated bleep pulled out a bleep and as the two bleeps and i sat in the sunny field bleep two hatched a devious and fiendish plan wherein I would cause a kerfuffle in bleep and then bleep one and bleep two would partake in trying on bleep then leaving whilst accidentally forgetting to bleep.
The rapscallions got away and I got asked if I wouldn't mind going and giving decorational tips to the manager of the local hydrated, aromatic and refreshed boys temporary housing facility.
Due to the overly generous offer from a friendly stranger, it seemed only right and pleasant to reciprocate with freely offering my valuable time (which isn't cheap as a nine year old I can tell you).
As the local facility manager sagely took my advice and saw fit to let me go about my fortuitous way, I pondered my next foray...TBC (quite unlikely)
69swamper@reddit
Did donuts in the rival schools football field the night before home coming game , we had jacked up 4x4 trucks and noticed the gate to the field was unlocked , so it started out as just peeling out then turned into full blown donuts on the 50 yard line .
Navezgane_@reddit
Me and my friend set fire to the train tracks while trying to make a pipe bomb out of a hollowed flashlight, clay, gunpowder stripped from a brick of firecrackers and a model rocket engine. Got the idea in eight grade science when my teacher showed us how to make a cannon from soda cans and lighter fluid. We set up all our army men and went to war. The engine lit burned thru the flashlight scattered the power then that lit. As soon I saw the fire ran home. My friend stayed to try to put it out. I came back with 2 fire extinguishers and we got it out. Really scary tho.
6millionwaystolive@reddit
I joined the Latin Kings when I was 15. Had a kid at 16. Decided to leave the gang, got my ass beat into the hospital.
HeyYouTurd@reddit (OP)
So I guess the legends are true
6millionwaystolive@reddit
What legends?
Slight-Sympathy4066@reddit
Glad you made it out. Hope your life is better now.
6millionwaystolive@reddit
Thanks. I think I've done alright for myself, considering.
TP_Crisis_2020@reddit
Summer of '02. Got a summer job with some of my friends at a fireworks stand. At midnight on the 4th, the stand closed up and the owners told us to load up whatever we could fit into our vehicles from what was leftover, so that they didn't have to take it all back to the warehouse and store it for next year. I had a longbed dodge ram. 8 foot bed totally full and overflowing with fireworks.
We all came home with so many fireworks that we couldn't even count them all. We spent the rest of that summer terrorizing the city with every flavor of bottle rocket. Lighting boxes of strobes and throwing them out in the middle of the road to screw with traffic, driving around lighting bottle rockets at people and other cars, just total menaces. It got so bad that we would just bring some boxes out to fields in the middle of nowhere and set a box down and light it on fire.. having no clue what was even inside it. That was the surprise. Set the box down, light it on fire, and RUN!
What ended that streak was one night on the way home from cruising the strip, my buddy and I were lighting bottle rockets out the window of my truck. We lit one at an oncoming car and the bottle rocket hit their hood and bounced right off of their windshield as they drove by. And it turned out to be a police crown vic!!!! 😂 As some sort of miracle, the cop must have either not seen it or not realized what happened, because he never turned around. After that point, we cooled it on the fireworks mayhem in traffic.
OpheliaMorningwood@reddit
Several of us got caught drinking after a marching band trip when a sophomore passed a note in English class and the teacher intercepted it.
EmperorSkyTiger@reddit
Probably not the worst thing I'd done, but it always gives me a laugh at the sacrilege. I grew up in North Carolina, church attendance was kind of a given, and youth group was socialization with a broader group than your friends and schoolmates. Occasionally my church would have lock-ins at an on-site adjacent facility with a media room, gym, and what not: pizza, sodas, praise songs, breakout groups, that whole "dedicate or re-dedicate your life to Christ" emotionally charged bullshit all wrapped up with a sleepover for all the kids, and there were lots. Sometimes they'd open the church, and it was gothic and labyrinthian, for hide and seek or similar games. This girl, Tiffany, and I ended up sneaking away from the game itself, going into the upstairs portion of the church that led down into the baptismal pool. There was a beautiful stained glass depiction of a forest and a river, I guess a John The Baptist kinda thing, and beneath that the pool. It was drained for obvious reasons. So we decided it was make out time in the baptismal pool. That turned into having sex in the baptismal pool. We laughed for weeks about the baptism she received and my eating forbidden fruits. BEST PART! We won hide and seek!
Maccaboonda@reddit
Woodstock. Say no more
Jmazz83@reddit
I skipped class once in high school.
Wiz_Hellrat@reddit
I was a very mild kid. A nerd as you call it. One story I remember to this day. It was mid July in Louisiana. My friend's mom got a Santa suit on clearance after Christmas. We found the suit. I dressed up as Santa. He lived in a subdivision. Stood in the back of his dad's pickup truck. I waved to people that drove by. I was surprised I only got flipped off once. Some parents circled the block. Let their kids see. Then my friend who had a low rider. So much bass in his trunk your ears could bleed. He drove us to a local video store. I was in back seat waving. He was blaring rap. Santa went to check out a movie.
WendyPortledge@reddit
I threw a rave (actually, two years in a row) in my parents home in 2002 and to this day, they never found out. Biggest one had over 100 people come through my door. Even had it live streaming online, back before we even knew what that was. Cops were called because someone opened the basement window that had never been opened in my lifetime and sound got out. They just said keep it quiet. We shut the window and carried on.
whereugoincityboy@reddit
My cousin did this and he cleaned it all up before his parents came home. But, he forgot to check the coat closet. Someone was asleep in there and my uncle found them!
MI6Monkey@reddit
My ex got busted for this as a teen because he had a friend come in and steam clean the carpets, and basically, the house was TOO clean when his folks got home.
whereugoincityboy@reddit
Rookie mistake. you have to leave a few messes. Isn't that what a normal teenager would do?
Upstairs-Kale-3794@reddit
The cigarette butts outside always got me. I'd clean the whole house, not too much, but just enough. But I'd always forget about the cigarette butts outside.
WendyPortledge@reddit
My mother found crumpled tinfoil in the back yard and grilled me (no pun intended). She said “Tin foil is used for drugs!” I said umm, it’s also used for barbecuing.. which was right next to where she found it. Fortunately she felt silly after that!
Hoppy_Hessian@reddit
Nice try narc. Not falling for that one so easily.
conspiracyeinstein@reddit
They have to tell you if they're a cop.
Local_Use4891@reddit
Ok this made me laugh out loud. How confidently incorrect I was for years, for far too long, on this one
NiceGuy60660@reddit
Haha, all those life-or-death undercover cases instantly ruined by this one simple trick cops hate
YouHadTheHighGround@reddit
It's what we grew up believing, like they couldn't commit entrapment so we were safe just by asking
AmputeeHandModel@reddit
Surely the statute of limitations has expired in 30 years for most of our Shenangians.
BasvanS@reddit
Yeah, but not for what you did last summer
AmputeeHandModel@reddit
reapersritehand@reddit
*again
Much_Bed6652@reddit
ShooterMcG305@reddit
On The Late Show, Buscemi mentioned that he was carrying two skateboards, which i never noticed before 🤣.
That show was so great.
bgva@reddit
It’s crazy that 30 Rock hasn’t gotten much airplay in reruns. It was such a brilliant show IMO.
ouijahead@reddit
🤣 omg thank you for pointing that out.
Upstairs_Usual_4841@reddit
OMG how did I never notice that? lmao
rodw@reddit
What's nice about this longer clip is that as he comes around the corner you can see he's carrying 2 skateboards. That's the kind of nuance that often gets lost
Appropriate_Rice_523@reddit
This was my first thought!
dreadpiratemyk@reddit
We're done here.
Commies-Fan@reddit
My thing doesnt have a statute of limitations.
wizzard_of_lizzard@reddit
Not the worst but... still fun lol
One time in high school we found a party spot that was perfect for bonfires and camping. But slowly it just became this one spot that too many ppl knew about. One night we found out another rival high school was having a party in our spot so we decided to go confront them. We'll on our drive out there I stopped to grab my lighter to smoke and as I'm getting my purse out of the trunk, my mom (volunteer firefighter/emt in our county) drives past me in the fire truck. It's like 1am and I'm definitely NOT where I'm supposed to be, she calls me and asks if I'm on my way out to that party. I told her yes. She said not to go bc the cops are on their way out there. We were all pumped that we weren't getting busted in our own spot.
Fast forward like 6 months and we thought that we had waited long enough to have another party there again (dumb ). We did not. But fortunately i decided we should park in the neighborhood semi near the party spot and hike into the party. When we were walking in we were going through assume arroyos, but nothing crazy. Get to the party, it was a fun time Everyone was drinking and messed up. There was only one way in and one way out on a dirt road so luckily someone called us on their drive home to let us know there were a ton of cops headed out way. Just then we start seeing lights so, naturally everyone runs.
We might have walked through a nice part on our way in, but for sure not on our way out. It's dark man we're running a fast as we can (while heavily under the influence). I end up having to launch myself off of... not really a cliff but it was definitely higher than I am tall that's for sure. We get across the arroyo to the other side and I can't freaking get up the other side because I'm too short! So I just start yelling, "I have a car! ". One of my homies (thanks Jeremy! ) comes back for me and grabs me by the coat and pulls me up the dirt wall.
I ended up with a trunk FULL of booze with like 5 random dudes from my high school in my car that I had never had conversations with before lol. One of them had ran into a cholla during our run and was just covered in spines. So we spent the rest of the night drinking and pulling all the spines out of this guy (who was incredibly hot and I didn't mind one bit).
Yestie@reddit
My sis and I rolled in mud puddles then desecrated the symbol(ology) on our church. A local officer drove us home, shaking his head in disappointment.
toejampotpourri@reddit
Those records are sealed for a reason. Nice try.
jasonhn@reddit
Used to get very high and rob car stereos. Not good. Ended up in jail due to doing stupid shit. Very regrettable. Lots of insane stories.
trainwreckhappening@reddit
God I have so many terrible stories.
I got release to go to a tech school during highschool hours. I got super into this girl there who looking back hard friend zoned me, but I just liked being around her enough to keep coming back for more. Then she disappeared for a while. I knew through another source that she was in and out of state detention. A month or two later the teacher at that tech school handed me the phone. It was her asking me to pick her up. She had just run away again. I spent the next couple of days sneaking this teenage runaway and her friend around and trying to give them a place to sleep without getting caught.
Next
I owned a fireworks stand with an older friend. I got pretty good at making my own fireworks too. I had a different relationship with explosives than most teenagers. Safe, and not at all threatening; just visual displays and sounds. But different. I even crashed a fireworks convention for a week without registering/paying to attend (I bought fake passes at the convention that were meant for something else. Got me passed security).
This one time, at band camp (trip), I got super high on the way to Medieval Times restaurant. The thing was, I didn't do this to myself. I totally got dosed by some random strangers in the hotel lobby while waiting for our bus to get repaired. For the longest time I thought it was ecstasy, but after talking with a former drug enthusiast coworker, I think it was actually a failed/mild acid trip. Like, the drug makers failed to make a strong dose so they spread it on candies they left out in a serving dish as a prank and my dumb ass ate them. Except, I totally loved it despite never having done anything like that before and having zero idea what was going on.
trainwreckhappening@reddit
Oof. I brought a keg of 12 pt beer from idaho to Utah for a Halloween party at my sister's house. I had a friend who was older, and we just bought it at the brewery (wholesale) instead of trying to get it at a store.
This thing got way out of hand. I'm talking well over a thousand people. It absorbed multiple other large parties in the area. This thing was like an 80s movie version of a party. A limousine pulled up at one point even. It was so epic that a decade later I dropped a coworker off at his home only to discover that he lived in that house now. When I mentioned that I threw a party there once, he exploded. NOT A DAY GOES BY WHEN I DON'T HEAR ABOUT THAT GOD DAMNED PARTY!!!
A large number of people quit drinking after that party. They were not prepared for stronger beer than is legal for sale in that state.
Scalytor@reddit
This one time at band camp... I didn't do anything with a flute. I did hop in a car with a clarinet player and went on a hell ride and she crashed into the shop teacher's yard. And that about sums up everything "bad" I did. I was a secondary character in somebody else's story where they did something bad.
zzz242zzz@reddit
I drank a bunch of someone’s homemade absinthe and puked in the campfire. Everyone was really mean to me the next day and I left camp early.
johnb0z@reddit
That’s a great way to put it. I was around a good amount of bad stuff, but was always a secondary character. Never even egged people on to do dumb things, just was there and enjoyed the periphery experience.
ContributionNo6042@reddit
Tore the tag off of a matress!
Rugbysmartarse@reddit
I once redacted redacted across an international border by hiding it in redacted and it worked. Was only enough for personal use but still was stupid as hell.
MortgageRegular2509@reddit
“Don’t try to shampoo a shampooer, ok?!”
seffend@reddit
One of my favorite skits of all time
ZaphodBeeblebrahx@reddit
I got caught doing that! Spent a few hours in a holding cell in Vancouver and then a random agent walked into the room and said you can leave as long as you get on the next plane out of here.
Turns out he did not mean the next plane out of here to my destination, he meant the next plane.
So they walked me down the jet wave to an unnamed plane and I’ve figured out that I was going to Detroit as they were making the announcements for takeoff
andiinAms@reddit
Before 9/11 I tucked a couple pills of ecstasy and an eight ball in my socks and flew from NY to Boston. Genuinely SO dumb.
Mental_Chip9096@reddit
Oh shit you just reminded me that I too once flew with redacted with NO idea it was in there! But of course I was in my 20s then and it was in redacted.
becauseineedone3@reddit
I bought some redacted off a lifeguard at redacted and got super sketched out and threw it in a redacted. Upon re-entering redacted a border agent firmly cupped my redacted while staring into my eyes. I was glad I had tossed my redacted.
Upstairs_Usual_4841@reddit
Oh, my hubs' twin and some friends also redacted redacted across some arbitrary line drawn on a map by hiding it in redacted and it also worked. Was enough for several persons' use, but still personal haha
degeneratesumbitch@reddit
Tell me it was a tank.
Rx_Diva@reddit
Yes, we crossed down to redacted with redacted to smoke one on the beach in the US on July 4th with redacted, too.
Thank goodness we won't go to El Salvadorian prisons next trip because we didn't get caught but damn, we took stupid risks.
I blame redacted.
Deep-Grape-4649@reddit
Redacted was the only one involved when redacted brought redacted on a plane, only have redacted to blame. But redacted didn’t get caught with redacted, so no blame needed!
tinylumpia@reddit
Same here lolol
hereforpopcornru@reddit
9 with a lighter and jumping Jack's, I liked throwing them and watching them fly. Well, this particular one decided to fly into a huge pile of old newspapers and suck beside a wood storage shed at a car dealership not really rebellion but I kind of chuckle looking back
They no longer had a shed
hereforpopcornru@reddit
Spitecrawler@reddit
I don’t know if it was the worst since I was always up to something, and I’ve told this story here once before. But I had cancer when I was a teenager, and I got bullied like hell for it (like people snatching the wig off my head, putting nails in my tires, etc.). One Saturday night, I sneaked out and vandalized the head cheerleader’s house (the ringleader). I may have gone way overboard. It was all anybody talked about for like two weeks, but nobody suspected it was me.
almondtime@reddit
An understandable crime! Hope your health’s better these days.
anchises868@reddit
I was actually a good kid. And even a good teenager. And that’s not just what I tell my kids, I really was. They would have thought I was boring. I remember my sister (a year and a half younger) yelling at my mom, “It’s not fair that I have a curfew! How come he doesn’t have a curfew?! (pointing at me) My mom said, “Because HE (pointing at me) doesn’t go anywhere. And even if he did, he’d call to let us know he’d be late.”
It was rough to hear, but it was true.
daftbutdandy@reddit
shoplifting. so much shoplifting. I moved out young and stole everything I owned, sometimes out of necessity, sometimes eyeliner and shit.
Whos_that_Gorilla2@reddit
Because of The Jerky Boys and the Mark Knopfler tapes, I thought prank calls were hilarious. I made some questionable prank calls to random people in the phone book.
For some reason, probably because they reacted so angrily, I harassed these old people. I'd call them every day and ask for Margaret (pretty much copied those knopfler tapes) I wasn't even original. 15 year old me was an asshole.
I also did this to some people who called my grandma. In my defense, it was only people I thought were taking advantage of her. I would pretend they called Pizza Hut or whatever, and then make fun of them. The main person I did this to was my grandma's ex step son. He was always calling to ask her for money. I just wouldn't let him through. His name was Paul and I called him Paul Small fish lips. He'd be like "I know this is you, Gorilla. Let me talk to your grandma!" I'd laugh at him and be like "No, ugly. You look like a baby with fish lips." Then I'd hang up on him, and he'd call back and the whole thing would repeat until he gave up. I also did something like this to my aunt, who would be totally drunk, but she would believe she called the wrong number sometimes lol. She was always asking my grandma for money, too. Though she never explicitly condoned me doing this, I never got in trouble.
I swear to God, outside the phone, I was a nice girl. I don't know what I was thinking.
Low-Fishing3948@reddit
I did a lot of bad stuff. Some I’m super ashamed of. One I don’t mind telling is that my friends and I tripped acid one night and our one sober friend drove us around town. It felt like we were in a cartoon and an amusement park as the same time. For some reason we all decided to take our shirts off. It was just girls in the car and we kept our bras on. We pulled up to a stop light and next to us was a well known preacher in our small town. Thankfully none of us attended that church. We heard he gave a sermon the next week that was all about immodesty and immoral behavior of young women. 🙃
ShowMeYourHappyTrail@reddit
I never did anything because my parents would have put me six feet under if I did.
PeterPunksNip@reddit
As teen punks, we used to do a lot of hitchhiking. When it wasn't working, out of frustration we put the cutest boy (always the same one) on the side of the road, his back turned to the road, pants half down with a daisy in his ass. Then we hid in some bushes.
One night, a car almost had an accident at the sight of boy's glorious flowered white ass 🍑👍🏻. We hadn't thought about how dangerous that was, for numerous reasons: boy could have been run over, and we where about 16.
rels83@reddit
I once canoed across the lake and made a fire in a fire pit I found in the woods and cooked a can of beans I had brought for the sole purpose of cooking beans in the woods. I was probably 13. My kid is 12 and afraid to use the toaster oven.
CuriousRiver2558@reddit
Lots of underage driving and sneaking cars out.
ughyoujag@reddit
I used to rob houses
HeyYouTurd@reddit (OP)
The old B & E
Sidetrackbob@reddit
Got arrested at 14 for flipping off the cops on the school bus. They pulled the bus over and I had to do community service, took place about 2 weeks before Christmas, had to go clean police station and about 7 police cars all day the day after Christmas. I brought doughnuts for lunch.
FoppyRETURNS@reddit
I was a goody two shoes. I thought doing mischief and scamming to 'acheieve the teenage expetience' was trite and I wanted to live my own life.
AmputeeHandModel@reddit
Yeah, me too. I skipped school ONCE and I fucking got caught. I skipped class ONCE and also got caugh for that.
NeedsMoreTuba@reddit
I skipped class ONCE because I wasn't done pooping before the bell. I got detention.
Probably not for skipping class but for refusing to come out until I was done and yelling, "Do you need to see the evidence?? Because it's still in progress!!" at the vice principal.
I stand by that choice.
ouijahead@reddit
“ Listen we’d just hate to see an exceptional student like yourself headed down the wrong path. “
NeedsMoreTuba@reddit
Me too but then I had a quarter(?) life crisis and realized how boring I was,so I crammed all the fun into one summer.
I was not sneaky enough and my summer ended in the county jail.
Now I'm a goody-two-shoes again.
My only regret was getting caught, though.
Express_Signal_8828@reddit
Same here. I was a good-teo-shoes teenager and did nothing beyond too much drinking now and then (always with friends, always safe). Then at 25 went a bit wild --partying and drinking almost nonstop while doing the bare minimum at work, hanging out with a questionable crowd, sleeping around... didn't end up in jail but ended up depressed and in more of a life crisis than before --the lack of sleep and constantly drinking did not help.
bananapanqueques@reddit
When I was a primary schooler, I jumped off the roof onto a trampoline with a sprinkler underneath at my friend’s house. Her teenage siblings were doing it, and it looked fun. Idk how any of us survived.
canisdirusarctos@reddit
My first five crossings into a particular country that will not be named were illegal. The first legal one was when I was much older.
_buffy_summers@reddit
I didn't rebel too much because my parents were somehow simultaneously the most strict people on the planet, and absolute hippies. I couldn't be out after dark when I was fourteen, but my dad gave me a beer when I was eleven.
I think the most rebellious thing I ever did was deliberately get an F in a class I didn't care about, because that sort of thing had consequences for me at home. But I was already at a higher grade level than my father had ever completed, and I wasn't interested in listening to him gripe anymore.
I do think that I made things difficult for my mother, but she was pious, and I'm pagan. Every time she said something that she didn't need to say, given that I was no longer six years old, I made a smart-ass remark about it. Like when she asked me and my younger sisters where we were going, while we were all clutching library books and putting our shoes on. I told her I was taking them to a bordello. Or when she told us to be careful when we were walking to the video store three blocks away, and I said we were running away to join the circus. Or, when I was no longer a teen, and she was griping that she could see my underwear through my costume. I said, "Good, you know I have some on, then."
Kypnkrkgrrrl@reddit
We have to pick ONE thing out of the several?
papsmeered@reddit
Let's just say that the Camaro Iroc was an incredibly easy car to steal.
NeedsMoreTuba@reddit
That wasn't the one you could put any key into the ignition, was it?
We knew a guy whose car was like that and...it got borrowed a lot.
papsmeered@reddit
Sometimes just a screwdriver could get you into the car, and start it.
Taanistat@reddit
And fox body mustangs, especially the hatchback body style that was most popular.
Checked_Out_6@reddit
God those were awesome cars!
el_pyrata@reddit
A friend and I were “banned for life” from two different Carl’s Jr. restaurants for having WWF style wrestling matches in the ball pit.
Invidiana@reddit
I had no life back then, but the most rebellious thing I can think of was going to an emo concert in a sketchy place where guys were shoving baggies of coke in their socks outside. Another time my best friend and I went on an “adventure” that landed us in the house of a family who I’m pretty sure had ties to the mob. The place smelled like sex, weed and the gingerbread air freshener they had in the bathroom. One of the uncles left after dark with a baseball bat and nothing was said about him since.
cecil021@reddit
I was hanging out after a midnight movie behind our mall with some friends. The mall was closed, but we were just talking. The security guards were on the roof for some reason and were giving us shit before stepping back out of sight. I looked for something to throw at them but could only find a large chunk of mulch. I yeeted it up there and heard a groan upon impact. My friend who I rode with said let’s get out of here, so we took off. The other two guys hung around finishing their cigarettes. They met up with us about half an hour later dying laughing. Apparently I hit the guy right between the eyes. He was pissed but for some reason believed them that they didn’t do it. I saw him the next day and tried to not make eye contact but yeah, he had a bit of a scrape. The guy was always a jerk but I’m glad I didn’t put his eye out anyway.
sdavidson0819@reddit
Not the worst thing I ever did, but my friends and I changed a couple billboards with spray paint. I had no artistic talent, so I was the getaway driver.
One was a Winston ad that said, "Don't take Bull for an answer." It became "Don't think Bill has the answer."
The other was paid for by an anonymous church person; it was black with white text:
"I love you
I love you
I love you
We blacked out two of the "I love you" lines and changed God to a Nike swoosh.
sirhc_eel@reddit
Only occasional trouble, but some memorable moments. Top speed on my parents car was 108 before the governor kicked in. 4 fingered my gf our first time being intimate. I was overly excited and she enjoyed it until the next day. weather Skipped school to go to six flags. Different lies for each occurrence and never got caught. Slashed the tires off my HS bully. He bullied lots of kids in small town school, Noone felt sorry for him. Got in a few fights, won most of them bc I was quiet and underestimated. Usual bonfire drinking, but not too much. Drove my hatchback down the tracks to the next town over on a dare, 5miles of bumpy driving! Ramped my car over the hiway, zipping down the country road, very dukes of hazard. Ended up bending the chassis. Told my parents I went too fast over some rough rr tracks on the way home from piano lessons.
T1sofun@reddit
Travelled to another country, by air, without telling my parents.
Mentioned this to my mum recently, almost 30 years after the incident. Her brain short circuited and she refuses to believe it happened.
enstillhet@reddit
I'm not sure that I can answer that officer.
meldiane81@reddit
Story time. I was 16 and my mom and step dad decided to leave me for the first time. I was thinking I would have my boyfriend over and a few friends. I went and talked to all my neighbors telling them I was having a get together. They never asked about my parents. Told them to tell me if anything got too loud.
Fast forward to 7 PM and 2 of my friends brought a keg. I was thinking that's a little too much for a small group of 5-6 people.
Fast fast forward to 11:00 at night. Both sides of the street were jammed with parked cars all the way through the cul-de-sac. There were people there I had NO clue who they were. They were from different school districts as well. I could not even enjoy myself as I was cleaning up after everyone as to not make a huge mess. Over a hundred people came in and out of my house.
Fast fast fast forward to the next day. I was at work at Chilis and I got a call from my mother to come straight home after work. I walked in to hundreds of Krystal wrappers on the kitchen counter. Krystal's has the small hamburgers like White Castle.
They found the bag in the trash which made them look a little harder everywhere. There were beer bottles in the christmas tree, someone hot boxed my bathroom, broke the towel holder and put it back up with toothpaste and finally someone puked in my parents bed and made it back up.
News of my story got around somehow and a radio station wanted to tell my story as an ad for Krystals! So that was on the radio.
That was my mess up!
GnomesStoleMyMeds@reddit
Snitches get stitches
sexwiththebabysitter@reddit
We were drinking in the woods when some dude that was like 30 showed up firing a handgun at an old cinder block wall of a burnt down warehouse. He tried to recruit us to go rob a drug dealer. We declined. He then tried to recruit us to carjack someone at the train station. I said I’d do it. He gave me his gun and a Jason hockey mask. I took his gun home after hitting him in the head with a brick when he decided he was taking some of our beers. We ended up breaking more beers by throwing them at him while he was down than he was gonna take. It was the principle I guess. I was a kid, didn’t have a plan what I’d do with a .357 revolver so I sold it for $50.
HeyYouTurd@reddit (OP)
Holy shit that’s crazy
Helo7606@reddit
I know a cop when I see one. Nice try though!
Comfortable-nerve78@reddit
Me and my group of buddies used to fight with these skinhead’s that went to a neighboring high school. We caught one by himself one night and snatched his ass. We beat his ass and dumped him way out in the desert. We didn’t kill him but them skinheads’s let the beef go we had after their buddy got lost in the Arizona desert. 🌵
glitter_dumpster@reddit
This is so SLC Punk! Love it.
Comfortable-nerve78@reddit
We were the Stoner’s couple of us were green card Mexicans. Had to protect our own!
realrebelangel69@reddit
I got arrested in Russia while on youth exchange. That was pretty crazy.
delphine1041@reddit
Our (Ohio) high school's German exchange student got arrested for underage drinking and public drunkenness and it just made him even more popular.
magster823@reddit
How ya gonna drop that little bomb and run? We need details!
AbeFromanEast@reddit
Tulsi is that you?
ConnectKale@reddit
The Machine is that you?
FoppyRETURNS@reddit
Holy F
trashpanda6798@reddit
What did you do??
bigsampsonite@reddit
I came across the San Ysidro border with a stolen gun that had the serial number scratched off 10 hours before 9/11 attacked happened. Sat with border patrol for 5 hours before I was let go. I won't get into the rest but ill say it was an eventful month.
schullringus@reddit
Throw Molotov cocktails off an overpass on to the road, it was late and no cars were in sight but we did get chased by the police on foot shortly afterwards
StevieV61080@reddit
Weirdly, most of the stuff I did that was "bad" actually was AFTER HS because I had serious trouble adjusting to the freedom. I skipped out on most of my classes (90%+) during my first semester of college and got into a prank war with friends of mine who were still in HS. That wound up with me getting crisco put on my windshield wipers and later having all four tires slashed.
When I was younger, I was definitely an impeccable kid in terms of ever getting in trouble. I actually have a vivid memory of a teacher saying my name one time in 3rd grade to tell me to stop talking and was mortified and irritated because it wasn't me. I mean, I NEVER went out of line.
However, I had a vivid imagination and a pretty creative mind. Plus, I had an armada of friends who practically worshipped me and I could have do my bidding. I had lots of fun experimenting with ideas through them (like, what would happen if one of them put an air compressor needle in his penile hole and turned it on as a way to impress girls?).
TheGirlwThePinkHair@reddit
I gave my middle school principal the finger. He was an asshole
Ok_Go_Blonde@reddit
I don’t talk to cops 👮🏼
Shakenbaked@reddit
Man, reading these comments, I was a BAD kid. Drinking and weed at 13, sex at 14, ripping around on dirt bikes running from small town cops, stealing cars and beers, guess that's why I ended up in prison at 19...
devour_feculence___@reddit
We ditched school and drove to Phoenix to see Nirvana at the State Fair like 4 days after I got my driver's license.
We stole a car (a parent's) and ran away to Las Vegas a few months later.
VincentMac1984@reddit
Winter-Fold7624@reddit
In the 90’s my girl friends and I would pick up hitch hikers and have them buy us beer. Thank goodness nothing bad ever happened.
beck33ers@reddit
Hood surfing… sooooooo dumb. And lots more where that came from
player_haters_ball@reddit
sure yeah you go first.
ConnectKale@reddit
Went to college, that was my biggest rebellion. I did other shit too, like be paid in weed and cigarettes to babysit a family members kid. But going to college was F U to a lot of people who counted me out. Including family, teachers, school administrators. I was straight up told my grades were too low and my family was too poor to afford college. I was told my permanent record was bad and no college in their right mind would take me. I studied for the SAT while I was suspended from school. I did my own applications and did my own networking. I got into three of the four colleges I applied to.
Instead of being the white trash redneck girl who went to prison I have a Masters Degree, a house and two cars and kids. By the standard checklist I am doing okay.
Babymakerwannabe@reddit
Most xennial response ever here I think
babyBear83@reddit
Totes same. Was not a good student in high school. Partied a lot for several years after high school. No one supported me or believed in me to go back to school. I have a masters degree now. Clinical job for 10 years.
RVAforthewin@reddit
That is awesome and honestly speaks volumes about your character. I’ve always considered myself very blessed to have a very supportive family and it crushes me to no end to know that not every kid is that lucky. I don’t know if I would have been as strong as you very obviously are.
Jhasten@reddit
I love this story - good for you!
Awkward_Stranger407@reddit
Got caught driving to school at 14 by my headteacher
Lethave@reddit
Any potential I had for rebellion was stopped before it even got a chance to start. At 15 I’d managed to do the I’m sleeping over at so and so’s house misdirect a few times but that got cut out when I was all set to do it and stay at a friends and we were going to tag along with cousins of hers that were a few years older to a party and clubbing after.
My best friend and I were about to leave to head to her place where I was allegedly staying when my mom got home and reminded me that she’d switched weekends with my dad and He wasn’t up to let me go (we were going to be headed out to see my grandparents the next morning) but he had his bowling league that night and said he’d get us a lane and a full spread of trash food and Friendly’s and take my friend home after.
We bowled badly, ate a crazy amount of cheese sticks and the weekend was otherwise quiet. Got to school Monday and turns out the fairly new boyfriend of the friends mom was responsible for holding on to product and was some sort of mid level distributor/stash house for a cartel/gang, which none of us knew his mom was a regular ass goes to a middle management job divorced mom.
People came looking for him and the drugs/money. They executed everyone in the house besides one girl who played dead after being shot and then jumped out a window (I think it was the 2nd story) of the apartment building. The rest of the girls were found together in a closet in my friends room where they were getting ready.
Never even attempted anything and definitely wouldn’t have gotten away with it after that. My parents never fought post divorce but it made them the most communicative and coordinated coparents ever.
Lethave@reddit
Realizing this seems a bit wild after hitting send so a link https://www.nydailynews.com/1995/10/23/trial-to-open-in-massacre-of-6-in-queens/
Uzi_Jesus_@reddit
Yeah. I never did anything that would be considered a felony or misdemeanor. Mr lawman Im clearly a great citizen
thewalruscandyman@reddit
In middle school I lived in apartments that were by a wooded area- my buddy and I started having little brush fires back their. Easy to maintain. Easy to put out. No problems. Until we were walking home from school one day and saw someone left an old recliner for trash pickup.
It wasn't little. It wasn't easy to maintain. And the fire department put it out.
Luckily no trees caught, but yeah. We were in trouble.
RVAforthewin@reddit
Setting furniture on fire? Did you grow up in WV?
thewalruscandyman@reddit
No sir, just a bit of a firebug. Or was.
Psycosteve10mm@reddit
I am taking that stuff to the grave as there is no statute of limitations for what I have seen done.
stations-creation@reddit
I would do acid and around my parent and friends parents all the time and once on a road trip in the back of my friends car with her toddler sibling and parents in the front. I don’t know how anyone didn’t call us out at all. Also would go to raves across state lines and never got caught!!
GnarlesB1982@reddit
We used to sneak into frat parties and steal their booze and whatever drugs we could find carelessly laying around.
We usually got "caught" but that just meant running away with liquor bottles in our pockets.
We had a friend that was 21 and would go into bars just to start shit with college frat types and when they followed him outside we'd jump them. It sounds cruel but we were 17-18 year old skater kids just looking for some fun. We got beat up a couple times. We wouldnt rob them or anything, just fight and leave.
Good times.
AnyAngle7212@reddit
My friend and I used to buy cocaine from her cousin and do it every day after school
bedublam@reddit
I kicked over a trash can once. I was so angsty.
RealisticSherbet6740@reddit
I had a bad habit of stealing cars and trucks at 14 yrs old. It’s kind of funny to think back on it. I was just a small town girl, living in a lonely world. I took the keys to your truck and went everywhere.
Remarkable_Major7710@reddit
I was a really angry, disturbed kid. Lot of problems at home, school was worse…anyway, a lot of petty crime, but a lot of fights, most of which I lost. And I’m talking bats, pipes, I got hit with a chain…and I’m sad to say I held a knife on a kid and nearly stabbed him. They were kicking the shit out of my friend, but still. I came a ball-hair away from being expelled and put in a youth home. All this was before I was 15.
Anyway, I got straightened out and beat the odds. I do pretty well today.
PishPosh-01@reddit
Mine isn’t that bad…more amusing. I tossed my bra on a highway sign randomly with a group of friends. It was one of those “Keep (the state) Beautiful” signs, so I did it ironically. I was with some friends driving around and we noticed another mutual friend’s car at work. We didn’t have anything to leave a note. So, I just left my bra under their wipers. It started becoming almost a kind of calling-card that I “was there”. I stopped when some of my friends refused to give my clothes back. Good bras were too expensive to lose like that.
Phoniceau@reddit
Grew up in a small island town. Smoked a lot of weed, drank a lot of booze, drove and was a passenger in many altered states and somehow thankfully made it out alive. I’m terrified every day of what could have happened. Haven’t smoked since ~age 20 more or less, a while I did drink a lot on weekends in my 20s, have barely drank in over a decade.
ManiacRichX@reddit
You first
YoureABoneMachine@reddit
Just your average sex, drugs, rock n roll. I lied once and said I was the niece of the guitar player from Love and Rockets to get into a show. It worked!
Deathclown333@reddit
Too bad you’re not actually Daniel Ash’s niece. That would be cool.
mouse6502@reddit
Chips, dips, chains, whips?
supergooduser@reddit
When I was 16 I dated the French foreign exchange student, everyone was like "you'll never see her again"
When I was 17, during the summer, her brother was a foreign exchange student in Canada. For the record they were both rich, well certainly rich by teenager standards.. they owned apartments in London, Paris and New York and used the monthly rent as essentially their allowance.
He drove with his girlfriend and his sister (my girlfriend) across the country to pick me up. We had a one week road trip in a 1979 Black Camaro across the USA which was pretty memorable in and of itself.
We get to Canada and I'm let across the border, we stay at the Canadian girl's house but they're super polite and Canadian and weirdly okay with suddenly having a runaway with them?
I lived there for about three months, learned how to operate a chainsaw and cut down trees for firewood. A bed of a truck full of firewood was about $100 canadian and we'd split that money.
it was a small canadian town that had three spots where the kids partied called "nowhere, somewhere and anywhere" so you'd see a group of kids hitchhiking and ask where they're going and they'd be like "somewhere" and you knew where the party was.
Lots of bonfires and cheap weed.
Used to hang out at a commune called The Farm which was a Farmhouse a kid had access too from his parents and essentially renting out every single room and closet in there and about 16 people lived there and the shit felt like a dorm.. people watching anime on VHS, playing magic in the dining room.
Anyways... ended with the french girl having to fly back to france, and I had an incredibly long 40 hour greyhound bus ride back home to super pissed of parents.
Phoniceau@reddit
Sounds like a storyline of a movie - you should write about it!
Snuggly_Chopin@reddit
This sounds so fun! I’m glad you got to experience this!
disjointed_chameleon@reddit
When I was around 12-13, my father and I were standing in line one day at our local phone carrier store for some reason or another. My spoiled, adolescent self decided to whine and ask for (demand?) the newest version of the smartphone I already had.
Dad said no. I stomped my tween/teen feet and pulled the go-to line outta my ass:
Daaaaad! Why are you ruining my life!?!?!?
Dad said no again, this time more sternly, followed by the "one more word outta your mouth and I'll give you something to cry about" line. Cue the glaring daggers he shot at me with his eyeballs. I shut my trap and that was the end of that spectacle.
S0bchak@reddit
When I was 9ish, I was a kleptomaniac. My neighbor and I would ride our BMX bikes into town every morning and hit a bunch of stores. Our main thing at the time was G.I. Joe. We had a duffel bag full of them. We even walked out with the unassembled vehicles (in their bags, removed from the box) stuffed down our Bermuda shorts. Cassette tapes, candy, dirty magazines, whatever we could. Never got caught. I've done much worse but won't get into any of that.
14therazorbax@reddit
Me and my delinquent co-workers invaded a middle eastern country once.
BalrogRuthenburg11@reddit
Boys will be boys
babyBear83@reddit
Aside from just partying and drugs, I did have a pretty good shoplifting phase. A couple years of that in high school and some just afterwards. I never got caught (almost did once) but I actually really regret it now. It’s not something I would do with my personality and I’m not sure how I was doing it then without much remorse. It feels gross thinking about it.
jericho74@reddit
Once I was in one of those coffee stores with barrels of coffee beans and I took a scoop of columbian supremo and mixed it into the arabica and vice versa when the authorities weren’t looking
thejunkmanadv@reddit
Car surfing. Some VHS memories that were captured. This is from a "Crusty Demons" style video. If you are into MX/SX/Dirt bikes, you know what that is. I put together once I had access to analog to digital no-liner editing equipment. So this is actually from the mid 90's
https://i.redd.it/gz1e8p3w4eug1.gif
MortgageRegular2509@reddit
OK, I'll talk!
In third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max's toupee and I glued it on my face when I play Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog... and then, my mom sent me to the... to the summer camp for fat kids... and then they served lunch I got nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out!
But, the worst thing I ever done: I mixed up all this fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then, t-t-then, I made a noise like this.
Huah! Huah! Huaaaaaahhhhhh!
And then, I dumped it over the side, all over the people in the audience. And then, this was horrible, all the people started getting sick and throwing up all over each other. And I never felt so bad in my entire life!
BalrogRuthenburg11@reddit
Do the truffle shuffle!
mouse6502@reddit
HIT PURÉE!!!!
jimmythesaint83@reddit
Dan_Berg@reddit
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plated_lead@reddit
Uhh I tried to steal an army M113 APC that was unguarded at an air show. I managed to turn on the master, attempted to use the smoke grenade launchers (unloaded, dammit) and mistook the horn for the starter which did get the attention of the army guy that was supposed to be guarding it. That guy was definitely going to kick my ass until he realized I was just a dumb kid
Bitchonthebeach@reddit
This, this, and this. Oh, and this, this, and this again. And then there was that time when it was unintentional, but unfortunately, that's what had the biggest impact on others. All things considered, I could have spent a lot of time behind bars if things had gone wrong. I'm not ashamed, but I'm not proud of it either.
MonkeyBred@reddit
One time, a friend and I stood on the exhaust vent of a corporate office building and floated levitating trash back & forth as a sport. We called it hover golf or something. Real edgy shit, man.
debaser64@reddit
You know those tags one the mattresses that say “Do Not Remove”….
mouse6502@reddit
Are you a loner, or possibly.. a rebel?
Wingkongexpress@reddit
We used to take .22 bullets in the woods. We’d hide all over while one of us would wedge the round thru a tree branch and hit it with a punch and hammer.
We put phone books over our faces for protection and used to laugh like crazy at the bullet bouncing off trees for a few seconds.
I took one to the leg right into the shin. We limped to my buddies house, his mom was a nurse. She had plucked it out of my leg, wrapped it up and sent me on my way. She remembered last summer I had a tetanus shot for stepping on a nail so she said I was all set.
Not one fucking word about why I had a bullet wedged in my leg or what the hell we had been doing.
chocki305@reddit
So the high school had the great idea of making groups, that included one parent from the community and one school employee. All in an effort to open up and discuss our problems.
So I went, as it was mandatory. Drugs & Alcohol came up. All the kids stayed silent. So I spoke up. I mentioned that it was easier for me to get pot, then it was for me to get booze, and I had two older brothers willing to buy me booze. And that if used responsibly, they where not as big of an issue as the adults made it out to be. And that it seemed very hypocritical of parents to yell at kids, while self medicating every morning.
The kids nodded their heads in agreement.
The parent went full investigation mode. Started asking who I could get drugs from. Wanted names. I told her to fuck off. As "free to speak your mind" was part if the plan for these groups.
Low and behold, lots of other kids had the same type of interaction.
So the kids protested the second group meeting. Picture 90% of the students sitting quietly in a hall. Not under any instruction from a teacher. But all in agreement over the issue. From cheerleaders, to jocks, to burn outs, to needs.
Needless to say, the group thing was dropped within a week. And as long as your parents would call in and excuse your absence from the 2nd group, no punishment was issued.
It was the first time my mother had my back on a choice I made. No arguing with her. I explained why I did it. And told her I will accept the detention if she doesn't want to call. She looked at me and asked for the number.
gottarespondtothis@reddit
When I was a junior in HS I told my dad I was sleeping at a friends house, but actually I drove to another state with friends to go to a rave. Rave was busted because of the dumb ass crack house laws and I wound up lined up against the wall while….not sober….and searched by a bunch of cops with large guns.
Managed to still get back home in the morning with dad none the wiser. I still have the newspaper clipping about the rave tho lol.
detectiveriggsboson@reddit
Once I was under very explicit instructions not to get a ride home from a dude in my class.
I did, in fact, get a ride home from that dude.
My teenage years were once described by my stepdad as "freakishly well behaved"
Browndogsmom@reddit
15 yo me took off with my then boyfriend who I was “madly in love” with, and his manic father across state lines in the middle of the night and didn’t tell anyone. I was a missing person for a week. We helped build this cabin in the desert 🌵 and went tubing down the river. My mom only said “ don’t speak to me , just go to your room” when I got home. I’m surprised I lived another day.
Foxy_locksy1704@reddit
I was too good, but did do some stupid things like racing our cars on a two lane road with a blind curve, the fact any of us survived this is kind of a miracle.
Was just in a park after hours and the police came by. We don’t get in trouble because we were just sitting there talking, but we were asked to leave and he waited in his car until he saw us pull out of the parking lot.
peregrine-l@reddit
I was a nerd. So no sex, drugs and rock ‘n roll for me. But I enjoyed pirating corporate phone lines for the fun of it. I also remember I stole a few books from bookshops, illegally copied games, and skipped class on a few occasions. Boring!
Jhasten@reddit
Folks used to sneak into this old room off the auditorium in our HS. One day a friend of mine and her deadbeat BF (teacher’s kid) were sparking up in there and started a fire and one of the emergency crew got mildly injured putting it out. School was out for the day and I think a day after.
Never turned them in even though I knew what happened. I don’t think anyone got charged because they blamed it on stored chemicals or paint thinner or something. But they 100% set the fire to get out of school and no one said sh*t. Eventually the guy got kicked out of school for selling drugs and weapons anyway. People were afraid of him and his teacher parent so 🤷♀️.
sockpuppetinasock@reddit
Told my parents I was going camping on cape cod, but ended up in Georgia.
tc_cad@reddit
I tried to get a hot girl to go streaking with me. She said I had to go first. So I did. Got down the block and noticed she wasn’t following me, it was some maniac with a baseball bat. Fuck. So I ran fast and far and did a big loop around the neighborhood to lose the guy. Went back home, got dressed and went back to the party. People had asked where I went. I told them about the maniac, and the hot girl I was trying to get with said with a maniac out there she wouldn’t be streaking.
Booji-Boy@reddit
Back in the day I saw Siouxsie & The Banshees, poured 64 ounces of concentrated industrial soap in the Pioneer Courthouse Square fountain from beside the Starbucks, and went to the City Nightclub where I stole a goth's leather for calling me a poser, before returning to the Square and joining in the middle of the night foam party that had spread 2/3 of the way across the square itself. It was a magical night despite (or because of?) my youthful assholery
Simple-Chemistry-878@reddit
Met a guy that I met online in a plain non-romantic chat room at the time. He lived overseas. I was 18. He was 24. Hid it (badly) from my parents.
Lost my v-card in his hotel room.
We sneaked around for two weeks before he returned to his country.
Stupidest weirdest thing I'll ever do. Nothing can compare afterwards... that was my peak rebel period lol.
He became my hubby. We've been married 24 yrs.
m0h3k4n@reddit
A couple friends and I drove around one night shooting used car lots with a BB gun. Got arrested. I blame Robin for telling the cops about the BB gun stashed under the seat because the cops had only found a paintball gun in their search.
In the end my charges were dropped but Robin is still a snitch!
MorrighanAnCailleach@reddit
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violetstrainj@reddit
In college we had a house party themed around burning an old couch. I dunno how rebellious that was because it was the host’s grandma’s couch, and she couldn’t take it to the dump. I think we just made an excuse to drink around housekeeping tasks. Then again, I was the awkward person who would do the dishes at house parties because I wanted a clean glass.
ladygoolz@reddit
I stole a school mascot as a teen. I had to get a lawyer. Crazy shit. They wanted to say i broke the trophy case also. It was already cracked, that's why it was so easy access. Ahh good times. (It was a stuffed moose)
shiftdown@reddit
Can't tell you any of the top 50% worst things. But maybe a few more docile things
We would split into groups of 2 in 2 cars, drive around the neighborhood stealing lawn ornaments, then meet back up at the high school to see who had 'won' then set up elaborate displays with them by the office for everyone to see the next day
One summer our friends' parents left him and sister alone for the entire summer in the house. we bbq'ed and partied every day by stealing steaks and liquor from the local grocery store
We met some random group of girls at the mall, got them to agree to party with us over a long weekend and had pre-martial intercourse but all used fake names. We thought we were sneaky.
Working at the movie theater we had a few scams to make extra money. Mostly against the theater itself, but some light customer theft as well (around 25 cents per concessions transaction)
Blackbird136@reddit
I never did anything super crazy as a teen. Once snuck out at like 11p to meet a boy, but we didn’t “do” anything, and of course I got caught sneaking back in.
I started college at 17 so did a fair amount of underage drinking and smoking weed. But again nothing super crazy.
Did more crazy things in my 20s than I did in my teens, really.
shebreathes@reddit
Made "works bombs" out of toilet bowl cleaner, empty glass Sobe bottles, and twists of tin foil. Shakeshakeshake. Threw 'em in a ditch and ran the other way. God, we were dumb.
Lensgoggler@reddit
In 8th grade, I sold essays and faked parent notes to other kids. The essays went to my own gran who was the teacher. Apparently, she never knew! I always catered the essay to the specific customer - none were straight A students (altho I was in the essay department), they always asked me an average essay or less than so it'd be believable. They only wanted to pass the class, not get good grades, and writing stuff was boring to them.
Made quite a nice amount of cash that way. Good times!
DarthFuzzzy@reddit
Uhhh.... I guess I was worse than pretty well everyone else here from the looks of it. I blame the fact I was on my own at 15. I plead the fif
jojackmcgurk@reddit
I jaywalked once
Upstairs_Usual_4841@reddit
I knew it was you!
jojackmcgurk@reddit
Psssssssh you have no proof. That Kodak disposable camera will never hold up in court anymore
Upstairs_Usual_4841@reddit
Joke's on you, it was a Polaroid!
jojackmcgurk@reddit
This whole thread was a trap
Upstairs_Usual_4841@reddit
And you fell right into it! Mwahahahaha
Funandgeeky@reddit
Right to jail!
Expert-Housing-8488@reddit
Un-fucking-believable!
Ok_Concentrate4461@reddit
LOL, I was so old and boring when I WAS a teenager.
Terlis@reddit
I once stayed out past 8pm playing basketball in a friend's driveway. Mind you, I was less than a half a mile away, but my mom drove over, got out screaming at me and threw me in the car, screamed at me for 30 more minutes when we got home, and then I was grounded for weeks.
Why yes, I go to therapy, why do you ask?
gov77@reddit
Got caught stealing hood ordainments. Had to do community service. As part of that had to wash cop cars on one Saturday morning, cop brought in the captain's car to get washed (he was trying to impress his superiors), found a shammy (synthetic leather for car washing) in the corner on the ground of the building and proceeded to wash his car. When the cop came to get the car, he seen all the scratches in the car from the sand on the shammy. (It was scratched to hell!). He quickly signed off the rest of our hours and then took the car to get professionally done.
camptastic_plastic@reddit
I didn’t feel like going to my typing class one day so I just hung out with some friends in one of the choir practice rooms. As punishment I had to go to Saturday school. Pretty wild stuff. I can’t believe I just admitted that in public.
abslte23@reddit
Keg party at 6am during school to prep for pep rally at 11am. 3 room tent set up for the smokers and block the neighbors view
Separate-Relative-83@reddit
I was a hellion. Too much to list. Parties, expelled, etc.
neanderthalman@reddit
Stampeded cattle through the Vatican.
degeneratesumbitch@reddit
Kinky
MoulanRougeFae@reddit
I was kicked out at 14. The shit I did to survive goes well beyond hell raising.
Shed_Some_Skin@reddit
Me and the droogs drank some moloko plus and set a tramp on fire
No, shit, that was A Clockwork Orange. Yeah I mostly just played Warhammer and then eventually discovered booze
Alternative-Light514@reddit
Yall killed a hooker?
Checked_Out_6@reddit
OP was joking by making A Clockwork Orange reference.
Shed_Some_Skin@reddit
Oh god, they don't actually think I meant I killed a homeless person? Fucking hell
No, I did not actually kill a homeless person. It was a joke about A Clockwork Orange, intended as a humorously over the top response to OP's question
Please do not set any homeless people on fire, Stanley Kubrick's ghost will not be happy with you
Shed_Some_Skin@reddit
In British English, tramp usually refers to a homeless person. Wino or bum would probably be the American equivalent. Although bum means arse here.
Lady and the Tramp does not refer to a lady and a prostitute, at least as far as I recall.
Alternative-Light514@reddit
Wow, so yall burned a bum, not a hooker. Got it. I definitely wasn’t referencing the Disney film. In American America, the term “tramp” can mean a female of lose morals, not necessarily a hooker.
degeneratesumbitch@reddit
I bet that tramp episode of IT Crowd brings back memories.
andronicus_14@reddit
A group of us were at a local park. When it was time to leave, I let my girlfriend drive my car. She was licensed but didn’t have her own car yet.
She promptly backed directly into one of our friends who was driving his dad’s pickup truck. Did a surprising amount of damage to the quarter panel of the truck. Didn’t do a dam thing to my car.
So we re-parked the cars. Made some tire tracks near the truck to make it look like a hit-and-run. Then we called the police.
Told the officer we just found the truck like that. He bought it. He made a report. They submitted a claim to insurance and got the truck fixed.
That was about the extent of my mischief. I was the oldest child and the easiest, most well-behaved. My brothers got away with way more shit than I did.
truckthecat@reddit
getting drunk and setting loose some venomous snakes to race them
InfidelZombie@reddit
In the middle of the night a friend and I swapped all the letters on the big sign at the entrance of my high school parking lot. We scouted it out and then spent 30 minutes on coming up with the new message, whose only requirement be that it use every single letter.
The final result: "STALIN CAN POOP 37 BOOBS IN A JUG. BASH DOMES"
fargoLEVY13@reddit
Two weeks after I turned 16 I stole my dad‘s car and ran away to Colorado to see a girl I had met the month before while hiking in RMNP.
Checked_Out_6@reddit
Ah! My favorite story! I was about 16 when this happened.
First we all hop in Pete’s truck. We go to his sister’s house to pick up beer money so Dave’s brother can buy us some booze. Across the street is four wheeler with a for sale sign on it. It’s chained to a tree. We all stand around admiring it. Pete comes out, says we should take it. Mike goes to Pete’s truck, finds a pair of bolt cutters and says he has the “master key.” Well, giggling like little school girls we cut it and load it in Pete’s truck. We didn’t take the time to tie it down. Pete, full of adrenalin, hits the gas down the giant hill. Its foggy as fuck, so the stop sign snuck up on him, and he slammed the brakes, hit the stop sign, and the four wheeler comes crashing in the rear window. Mike yells “fuck it, lets go!” And we went on to Dave’s house with the four wheeler. We got Dave’s brother to get us some beer. We spent the night besting the shit out of the four wheeler in the field behind Dave’s house. It was full of giant mountains of dirt as they were digging foundations for a new development. Inevitably the neighbors must have called the cops from the noise, it was like 1 AM. The cops show up and we all take off running. The cops shine a spotlight on me as I run down the road, they get on their loudspeaker “Dave Wallace, stop running!” I was not Dave Wallace. They think I’m Dave Wallace! I fucking hate that guy! So, I kept running into the woods. Eventually I get deep into the woods, pull out my little nokia cell phone, and call my buddy justin to come rescue me. He was waiting for me on the highway and I got out of there. But, the cops went to Dave Wallace’s house and woke him up! For some reason, the cops never noticed it was a stolen four wheeler, and it was ditched the next day.
cleanhouz@reddit
Aside from all the drug deals, I stole a dress once. I called it my shame dress and I never wore it once. Peer pressure, man.
Khajiit_Has_Upvotes@reddit
My friend and I discovered the joys of IRC and would spoof admin accounts and other users in chat rooms. We started doing this to an internet predator that lurked in teen chats. We found his name, isp, etc because there was basically no security on the internet in 1998. But that went both ways and he called me at home one day. He thought it would intimidate me, but we just thought it was hilarious and desperate and doubled down on our bullshit.
jackfaire@reddit
I went to see the Mummy when I was supposed to be studying. Honestly I was so boring that by the time I started "rebelling" my parents were relieved
FewConversation569@reddit
I drive a convertible and eggs were $0.58 a dozen. The convertible top made throwing eggs a lot easier.
TurdFerguson2OOO@reddit
This is pretty PG and harmless compared to some of the stuff I won't mention, but I still find this hilarious.
Me and a buddy were walking out of our YMCA one night as a pizza delivery guy was walking in. He left his car running. We hopped in and drove it a few blocks away. Sadly, we didn't stick around for the aftermath. I can only imagine what ensued when he came out.
wmubronco03@reddit
A friend and I realized that standing at the edge of the wheelchair ramp of the main entrance you could reach out and touch the large metal letters of the school’s name that where anchored in the mortar of the brick. So we spent days hitting it over and over. One day it popped loose, we tossed it into the bushes and came back for it after school. A week or so later the principal stopped me on my way to football practice and basically said “I know you did it, but I can’t prove it. They don’t make those letters anymore, so if you give it back I would appreciate it and nothing will come of this” I played dumb and kept it for years. They eventually took the rest of that name down and it just said “JUNIOR HIGH” after that.
LacklusteHero@reddit
In my small Michigan hometown, there's a spot where a main north/south road splits into two smaller main roads, creating a wishbone.
At the point of that wishbone sits a six-foot tall fiberglass bear atop a three-foot pedestal.
One night, for grins, we fashioned a harness out of duct tape and attached a dildo to the bear.
By the time we drove by to see if our handiwork remained (around 9:00 a.m. the following morning), it had been removed. But enough people saw it that it became a minor local legend for a while.
SheepherderLess4294@reddit
Stole a pickup truck with my friend and joyrode it behind the train depot and crashed it. No idea how we got away with no injuries or legal consequences. Sorry, random pickup owner in 1993....
ferfocsake@reddit
Working at a boy scout summer camp in the 90s. We stole the ropes and harnesses from the climbing tower and then strapped ourselves to the roof of our buddy’s station wagon and raced around the back roads of farm country while drinking cases of cheap beer. Eventually we’d end up at the country kitchen restaurant at 3am, eat, demand a tour of the kitchen (it was a thing they offered) and then take a couple of waitresses back to camp with us where they’d pretend to be camp counselors with us for the day. This happened every few days all summer long.
FacePalmTheater@reddit
Almost went to juvie for attempted arson when I was like 14. I was a little shit who had to learn the hard way. I was setting fires left and right, and finally got caught. I got off easy, I wouldn't have blamed them if they had sent me to juvie. I would have deserved it.
redditydothis@reddit
We found out that the Allen key we used for our rollerblades fit into the marquee cover at the school. We took all the letters and spelled some choice words (I’ll never repeat it but it was very bad) and returned the cover and the bolts and then stripped them out so they couldn’t be removed.
We saw that someone physically broke the cover to remove the words the next day. Thank god there were no cameras.
MI6Monkey@reddit
Stole a case of beer off a truck while the guy was unloading into a venue in the alley. Did not get caught. Felt guilty AF about it, decided a life of crime was not for me.
Top-Wolverine-8684@reddit
I went from a super conservative Christian household to converting to the even more conservative Mormon church. We were always taught that the Mormon church was evil, so my mom called it a "fate worse than death", and I had to move out.
Neat-Beautiful-5505@reddit
And then in the sixth grade I pushed my sister down the stairs and I BLAMED IT ON THE DOG!!
ZzzSleep@reddit
Why does this sub act like we're all in our 70s sometimes
FoppyRETURNS@reddit
We are in our 40s
instant_ramen_chef@reddit
Used to break into warehouses and train yards to write graffiti and bomb walls/trains. Sometimes, my older friends would throw raves in the warehouses. Im not gonna state when or where, but there was some "slow moving cars on that highway" if you get my meaning.
JWF1@reddit
Nothing crazy. The one bad thing I can be silent blamed as the ring leader was freshman year of college. Several of my buddies and myself stayed at school for spring break in the dorms. We didn’t realize the cafeteria would be closed so we had no access to food. So I had the great idea to rock the vending machine upside down to see if anything came out. So 6 of us very carefully started to tip it over… and all the candy and chips fell out. We survived that 5 days on snickers, Twix, and Doritos.
Dark_Shroud@reddit
Yeah that's going to be a big no from me.
I believe in God because I avoided jail and I'm still alive.
mrossm@reddit
Once on Halloween we got bored and stole every pumpkin from a neighborhood. Had a whole truck bed full, maybe 50 or 60 of em. Took em to the park and proceeded to act stupid. Smashing them, "basketball" etc. Then realized we still had 30 pumpkins left once we got bored with that. Didn't know what to do with em so we just dumped em in a pile and skedaddled
theluzah@reddit
I was a fucking WHORE
CottaBird@reddit
The most scandalous was probably senior year in high school. My girlfriend would drive out to my house in the middle of the night, we’d sneak into my parents’ RV so we couldn’t be heard, then she would later go home and sneak inside, her parents none the wiser. That is until one time she fell asleep and didn’t go home, her parents thought her car was stolen, and her mom figured it out and showed up at my house screaming bloody murder. Her parents loved me up until that point.
1_art_please@reddit
I had really strict parents and I was kind of boring in the sense rebellion didnt interest me a lot. Like just having friends was always a struggle.
But I did have sex with my boyfriend all over the house when my parents went to church for many a Sunday with my little sister. We had it timed perfectly in an era before cell phones were a thing. It felt less like rebellion at the time and more like, ' Horny teenagers need to take care of it anyway they can' kind of thing.
taleofbenji@reddit
My friends and I were playing with fire (literally) in dry grass field. Five acres incinerated within minutes. We were lucky that nothing of value burned.
jbott456@reddit
I’m sure most people did this, but we broke into an abandoned house and threw a keg party and fight night in the basement. I guess the owner found out and got upset so he called the police. They brought a bus and most of us that didn’t run were charged with something or other. At court the judge gave us all a stern warning. It was front page news!
What_Up_82@reddit
Driving around all the time smoking weed with my friends going to school high as fuck with my friends, but the worst was my and my two besties smuggling weed in our bras and flying to South Carolina when we were 18... it was rolled up and sealed in a bag (I think we each had a quarter-half sack). We also emptied out our Newport 100s (yes we were classy) and stuffed the papers with weed. We could've been so fucked lol. This was in 2000.
Yes, we were raging potheads and no I don't smoke anymore. Godamn it was fun, but I think I smoked myself out in my teens and 20's.
TubeScr3ameR@reddit
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Epicardiectomist@reddit
The glorious part of this is that all of our debauchery is lost to time.
nfssmith@reddit
Definitely nothing illegal for which the statute of limitations hasn't yet run down or with any form of evidence, that's for certain, officer.
Suitable-Peanut@reddit
Broke into our high school while it was being renovated, drunk on goldschlager, and proceeded to steal and deface everything we could while filming it on a janky old camcorder. When we started breaking windows we woke up the elderly guard and had to run away.
Other than that it was probably just staying out all night being skateboard punks and doing a stifling amount of various hard drugs as a teenager
Ok_Researcher_9796@reddit
I was pretty lame. All I did was smoke cigarettes starting in 9th grade. Quit after 18 years. Started smoking weed and skipping class in 10th grade. One time one guy right next to me behind the school got arrested for smoking weed(The cops were hiding out in the building we were behind wtching us)I only had a cigarette so I just got sent to the office by the principal but I jumped off her golf cart and ran off while she was driving me to the office. That's the extent of my bad behavior.
tuberlord@reddit
When I was in high school my friends and I felt that the school was ignoring academics (you know, the reason why school is supposed to exist) at the cost of athletics. We started hiding raw meat in various places around the school so it would rot and smell bad.
ConnectKale@reddit
I love this!!!
fromthedarqwaves@reddit
Nothing. I was a goodie two shoes as a teen. In my thirties I tried to bring back a rail road spike from the bridge over river Kwai. I carried it through several countries and airports until it was confiscated in China.
Kyogsa@reddit
Eh, I was constantly dealing with my own family's divorce, and step siblings and siblings, drama. My siblings and stepsiblings hated me because I was the perfect kid with good grades. The nicest thing my step sister called me was "that goody two shoes b*tch."
I spent so many years getting in trouble with them because my parents believed in yelling at everyone instead of talking to the one kid who actually was causing the issue of the moment.
My only rebellion was purposely dating a guy my mother didn't like and neither did I. I just did it to get back at her for trying so hard to always be perfect only to be screamed at for my siblings trouble. He was a terrible guy.
Didn't matter anyway. I dumped him right after i left for college, and he didn't care because he was sleeping with anything he could find in a Walmart parking lot so no big loss there. I already knew. The girls were so happy to tell me they got in bed with him. He was also man I wouldn't have sex with him.
I did find out for some reason he stole my high school class ring but felt guilty and gave it back to my mom later. I don't even know when he could have possibly gotten in my bedroom to steal it or why he felt guilty. Probably learned that you can't pawn them, because they're about worthless except for sentimental reasons for people.
My family tend to only see each other for funerals and weddings, and not much of those any more. I lucked out and have a awesome family with my husband's side, and wonderful chosen family of friends I made in college and playing online video games. We tend to go on vacation to visit our guildies around the country now.
OtisPimpBoot@reddit
Nothing too crazy.
Drove a car around our neighborhood one summer afternoon at 14.
Made homemade wine in the trunk of my friend’s 1985 Crown Victoria with grape juice and bread yeast at 16. It was disgusting and smelled like sweaty feet, but we got drunk off of it.
22220222223224@reddit
I was raised by an alcoholic, narcissist single mother who loved sex and partying. My form of rebellion was focusing on my education and having no social life and reaching college a virgin who had never been drunk before. I'm sorry to say, except for the narcissism, otherwise life has shown me my mother was right.
Coitus_lnterruptus@reddit
I was part of two burglaries, which in hindsight were really dumb.
First one, when I was around 13, a friend lived across the street from a Fraternal Order of Police lodge. He had a party one weekend, his parents were out of town, and we wanted beer. We ended up taking a prybar over and prying the door open at the lodge and we stole several cases of beer. Nobody got caught.
Second one, a kid at our middle school used to claim that his dad had a lot of weed. We had another friend that lived by this kid. One day, we went to his house after school and had that kid show us his dad's weed. Sure enough, he had a couple pounds of weed. We went back to that kid's house another day, and while everyone was hanging out, I took the kid's housekey that we watched him use to unlock the door after school. I had a moped and went to the hardware store and had a copy of the key made. I went back, put the key back where it was hanging, and the kid didn't know about it. The next weekend, we knew their family would be at the high school football game, so we broke in and stole most of his weed. We left a little for him.
timshel_turtle@reddit
“been to jail but never prison” - the hold steady
Ok-Somewhere-2325@reddit
I stole a transformation from the next door kid , because I was jealous he had more toys than me. And living parents. I had too apologize and give it back after a week. I think back on that and still feel bad about it.
Inevitable_Tone3021@reddit
I was very shy and not rebellious. However one night when I was 16 my rebellious friend almost got me into serious trouble.
I was driving my mom's car and the plan was to pick up two friends and go to a cozy coffee shop for some girl talk. Rebel Friend got in the car and informed me that instead, we would pick up two guys she knew and go to a party they were invited too. I was too timid to say no, so we picked up these two losers who tried to get into my mom's car smoking weed. Rebel Friend at least told them to put it out.
THEN they informed me we needed to swing by the liquor store to get beer for the party. They told me to pop the trunk so that they could just run out and throw it in the trunk before they got caught. While they were in the store, I got scared and did not want to be driving the getaway car for a liquor store robbery. So I told the friend who had stayed in the car with me that we'd be driving away and abandoning them. I was not about to be part of a crime.
We drove away but circled back to see if they were around. They were walking up the street empty-handed, and said that a cop was in the store and told them to get lost.
So that was me, the shy kid who always somehow ended up adjacent to the troublemakers.
AJ14847414@reddit
In my apartment building in college there was a firehose in the stairwell. Somebody unrolled it into the middle of the hallway and turned it on and it sprayed water for a good half hour at 1AM. It sounded like the building mechanicals so that’s why nobody noticed wrote that long. It took days with industrial fans to clear that out.
crazycatlady331@reddit
According to my parents (the punishment was not being allowed to drive until I was 17, not 16)--- going out for a ride with my friend the day she got her license.
Appropriate-Diver301@reddit
I went out with one of my friends the day she got her license. She was a bit nervous and a cop started tailing us (maybe her newness looked like inebriation, idk). She got so nervous that she drove into a stoplight.
JeffTS@reddit
In 9th grade, I stole a couple of bottles of Snapple from the deli by slipping them into my bag with my school books. When I got back to school, I dropped my bag on the concrete step forgetting what I had done. Karma caught me and I never stole again.
Other than that, I was more witness and participant than ring leader. Like riding with friends who stole my/their parent's cars to go joy riding without licenses or even learner permits. Or our weekly weekend parties in someone's garage, basement, or woods.