February 18, 2007

My middle name is "childish"








After accepting 20 Somethings challenge to do something childish this weekend I had to stop and think what I could do. The problem is I act childish all the time (no noise from the peanut gallery here). It really wasn't any problem for me to do something childish this weekend or any other day. The wife says I'm just a big kid anyway.

At work I'm in a position that nobody will say anything no matter what I do, so pulling a few pranks is kind of expected. It helps break up the day. We shout things, throw things, and hide each others stuff all the time.

In case there's any doubt that I did do something childish here a few things I did this weekend.

Played hide and seek

Rode a scooter

Rode a tricycle

Had a tea party

Played army

Played ring around the Rosy


Yep, I lead an exciting life.


The other day when Spiller told the story of him jumping to his car on one foot in the snow to freak out his neighbors it reminded me of another funny story. This seems like a good place to put it so I'll remember it.

A friend of mine in his fifties told me this story last year and it cracked me up. It seems his neighbor got a new Cadillac that he was very proud of. So every few nights my friend would sneak over to his house and pour a few gallons of gas into his new Cadillac. After about a week the neighbor came over and slapped my friend on the back and said "62 miles to the gallon." Every time the neighbor saw him he would run him down to brag about the car. After a month my friend started taking a little gas out of the car every few nights. In a few days his neighbor would come home and go straight in his house without saying a word. Eventually he took the car back to the dealership claiming it was broke because it wouldn't get 62 miles to the gallon anymore. They thought he was nuts. I think that's funny :)

5 comments:

Jen said...

If only my neighbors would put gas in my van!!

harbinger said...

You look mean on that trik, good for the kid in ya!
That story at the end is great, cracked me up too.

Time Traveller said...

hhah! love the gas story. Men are all little boys aren't they?

That story reminds me of the story book - The Twits by Rold Dahl when Mr Twit adds a millimeter of wood to his wifes walking stick every couple of days. she thinks she's shrinking :)

I have a story about a prank I played on someone at work a while ago. I might put it on my blog later.

Freak said...

Ha ha ! Fair play to you! You're as old as you feel :)

Daughter of Night said...

Hooray for childishness!! :-)