Okay Internet. I know that some of you out there have been thinking about what you did as a kid during the summer. Well do you remember sleep overs? Well they were the best, right? Yeah. For us girls, it was all about primping and gossiping. Okay, that lasted all of an hour at the most in my house. See, we would walk the walk and talk the talk until our parents went to bed.
Now if you had ever stayed the night at our house, you would know my parents are notorious for being heavy sleepers. So heavy that my Mom actually slept through the time where a car hit our house. Yes, I will explain that at a later time. So, back to the story. We would anxiously wait for our parents to go to sleep. We had our parents schedules down pat. Seriously. We knew as soon as the box fan in our parents room came on, we could wait about 15 minutes before slipping out the front door undetected. So, we bided our time.
I know now that what we did in the middle of the night was not the best idea, but it cured our boredom. What did we do, you ask? Well a variety of things. First starters, we would collect our necessities such as eggs, duct tape, and toilet paper. Yes Internet, we did unspeakable evil things as children. WE ACTED WITHOUT CONSCIENCE. Okay, we would typically feel bad the next day and we would go help the victim clean up, saying things like "It is so horrible what people do to others and their property, isn't it?" Well my parents' house (where all the mischief happened) is on the corner of a very busy intersection of a neighborhood.
This is where we started our evening antics. We would create tape traps. We would line the street with the duct tape, sticky side up and wait for a car to pass. See when the tape gets stuck on the car, people think that they have a flat. They stop and in the dark try to figure out if they do. Seeing nothing, they continue on their way, but stop numerous times afterwards because of the noise. This goes on and on until they finally see the tape. Well for some reason we added eggs to this equation. We called them egg mine babies. It didn't do anything except make a mess. However, when you are kids in the middle of a heat-induced haze (because your father never NEVER used the A/C) you liked to create messes as much as possible.
After numerous rounds of this and close calls of being caught by the drivers we then switched to toilet paper vengeance. Yes, we would look at our neighborhood and go ballistic. Not one, not even two, but possibly three houses would be hit by our summer madness. Now, we typically helped clean up in the morning, but my parents were always wondering where the toilet paper went. When asked, we would just reply, "Our neighbors needed to borrow some." I know, our actions were horrible. So Internet, you have some stories like these? Please do tell! I will rack my brain for more...oh wait...I already have a list to go by. If I lose my list, I can always check out the old videos!
