What is the naughtiest thing you did as a child?

[mrs_overall]

One that springs to mind is betting Angela next door that she couldn't fit a giant gobstopper up her nostril. She did, and it had to be surgically removed.

[ChuckFickens]

Laying about 100 rook scarers in the central drainage pipe on a local estate with 15 minute fuses between them so every 15min for the next 12 hours there was a huge boom from every drain on the estate caused a story in the local paper....

I think I probably should stop admitting to the things I done when younger now...

[DaisyNonna]

Not a lot. Deliberately spilled a glass of orange squash down a pink satin dress with peter pan collar, puff sleeves and neck to waist hand smocking made by my mother. Took her weeks! Cannot remember whether it was the dress (worn with beige knee socks and brown lace-ups) or the party I objected to. Hated both. Never recovered from phobia of pink and parties.

[TOWIE]

When I was 5ish I knocked on a neighbours door to ask if her son was coming out to play - when she opened the door I threw a mud pie at her and ran away and left the poor kid with me to take the blame.

I did get found out {:o(

[boxtops]

I remember hiding my liberty bodices in the doll's house, and telling my mother I'd lost them - vile garments.

[DTCwordfan]

dabbled in micro-explosives - made glycerine in organic chemistry with a mate and surreptitiously "tweaked" it into nitro-glycerine.

Application on to one of the school boiler doors and a magnesium fuse.

It worked more than a treat - completely blew the doors off their hinges.

All hell as they tried to work out who did it.

Was even worse at Uni, the best being the phenolphtalein (the litmus tester for acids and alkalis). Careful calculation of the quantities needed (as it can be not nice stuff in excessive quantities, the "theft" of it and then addition to the communal men's hall coffee pot at lunch time......coffees and teas after and everybody going for a slash before afternoon lectures and practicals, discovering that their urine was coloured red.....

The doctor's surgery ("Fingers Lamont" for his predilection for touching up the girls) was en route to our afternoon labs. We dropped in and, by then, all we had to do was sign the book. The hall went bananas trying to find out who it was, immediately targeting those who hadn't been to the surgery......

[DTCwordfan]

The mate at school went onto become a Sqad......

[paddywak]

I like that one chuck, it reminds me of another we used to do "Bullroarers" a gang of us would each stuff a load of old news papers up a drain pipe and then light it the "draw" of air up the pipe would be shortlived but very loud and the flame would shoot 20ft into the air. Cant do it now as most of the old cast iron pipes have been replaced P.V.C. We were right little tearaways in those days it's a wander most of us didn't end up in borstal.

[Psybbo]

My notebook is nearly full, keep the confessions coming

[Charity]

I stabbed my older brother in the buttock (right cheek I think) with a pencil.
It went in a surprisingly long way then snapped and he had to have it removed in A&E.
I'm still not sorry.

[Charity]

I pushed him off the top bunk too (seperate incident) and he fell and broke his arm.

[gness]

Late 50s after the Saturday cinema a friend and I visited her gran who lived above a hairdressers. Gran always gave us milk and biscuits. We would crumble the biscuits and as the young girls were leaving with their hair all piled up and sprayed rock hard to last the week we would lean out of the window and drop the biscuit crumbs in their hair.

[gness]

My friend had hair long enough to sit on and hated having it in ringlets for Irish dancing. When we were about seven or eight she asked me to cut it off. I did, using a pudding bowl sitting on top of her head to get it level. Then buried the cut off hair in the garden so no-one would know.

[Traci66]

Picked all the flowers from next doors garden, then knocked on her door asking if she wanted to buy a bunch, she did, then went into her garden and found all her flowers missing.

[maclarencat]

I carved my brothers initials into the wooden arm of my mums fireside chair the had a smug grin as he got into trouble for it. When I look back it was an awful ting to do. My parents didnt have a lot of money and couldnt afford to replace the chair and it was there to haunt me for years!