When I was little, I really liked taking a jump rope and leading around as if it was a leash. I used to do this all the time in kindergarten.
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Better to fight, than to live in fear.Using my mom's lipstick on front of the mirror. Yeah, while I was a boy.
Absolute RainbowA couple of times in second grade, our music teacher had my classmates and me act out the story of Jack and the Beanstalk with both spoken dialog and musical instruments to emulate the sounds of what happened in the story. Then afterwards, we lined up and said our name and what role we played while she recorded it with a camcorder. My friend Max and I gave very smartalecky answers. XD ^_^;;
"My name is Demetrios, and I... didn't do anything."
"My name is Demetrios, and I was part of the audience."
"My name is Door, and I played the Max."
Sometimes when I cut vegetables I pretended they were people I was torturing and executing so I cut them in a really "sadistic" way.
HqamiliciousI had to say "excuse me" 5 times in a row when I expelled gas.
Whenever I made greetings cards at primary school, I had a habit of getting it just a little bit wrong. Highlights include: sticking pictures on upside-down; trying (and failing) to make a pop-up effect by cutting into the hinge; and leaving the card on my seat at the end of the school day, then adding an apology note.
"As long as I have my comrades with me, I can do anything!" (She/Her) (Current Focus: Cleaning Hell Is That Noise misuse)One time I was watching TV and I imagined my classmates sitting next to me in my living room and having their own commentary on the shows and commercials.
I used to imagine this big-ass world called “robot land”, where robots(duh) all lived together and worked at this big ass factory. For some reason they worshipped a flamingo that was on fire that was kind of like their Jesus. One of the robots had a seahorse crest.
Better to fight, than to live in fear.One time when I was about 5-6, my mom's friend and I were going to the grocery store, and there were wasabi peas available. For some reason, he jokingly told me that he was going to torture me with them — I didn't really know what that meant at the time, but it sounded like something bad, so there was a while where I'd be telling people something that sounded like "He said he'd torch me with soggy peas!"
Cold turkey's getting stale. Tonight I'm eating crow.Back in 2004, when I watched Kids' CBC shows on Saturday mornings, I got bored of it when Arthur came on. You see, in my mind, Arthur was for PBS Kids. I probably thought watching it on CBC was an inferior viewing experience due to the lack of funding credits.
A compilation of clips from Kids' CBC features Dot, the animated host, giving an introduction to "Arthur Writes a Story". Nowadays, I would love to watch an Arthur episode introduced by Dot, even though it has no funding credits.
Edited by MisterToodleoo on Mar 13th 2024 at 5:26:55 AM
Are we human, or are we dancer?You know those clear, plastic, stone looking-thingies? I used to love putting them in my mouth. Yeah.
Better to fight, than to live in fear.Obligatory "not me" story, but...
Apparently, when my mom and my uncle were kids, they got a Peanuts coloring book. They had some creative differences — in other words, my mom thought that the coloring book should be about Charlie Brown and his friends' usual endeavors, and my uncle thought that the coloring book should be about them pooping.
Yeah, those creative differences didn't really go over so well.
Cold turkey's getting stale. Tonight I'm eating crow.There was an area in my garden that was often full of daisies. As such, I called it "Daisy Land", and even said, "I'm going to Daisy Land!" to no one in particular whenever I went there.
For every low there is a high.According to my mom, I wrote a spinoff of the Pigeon Series when I was a kid. It was known as Don't Let the Giraffe Get Married!, and the plot was... well, convincing a giraffe not to get married, for some reason.
Also, apparently it was rather awkward because you were trying to convince the giraffe not to get married while his wife/fiancee is in the room.
Cold turkey's getting stale. Tonight I'm eating crow.I used to call The Little Engine That Could "Movie Girl Train". (shudder)
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If you play with fire, you're gonna get burned.Back when I was a little kid I used to watch these shorts on YTV called "Spider!" which was about, well, a spider hanging around the house of a young boy. The one episode I remember was "Spider In The Bath" and there was a scene where the boy fully undresses before getting into the bath.
After watching that I had a fascination with books and TV shows with a scene with characters going to bathe whether they would be shown undressing before the bath or no (most of the time they didn't) This wasn't creepy or anything, just a weird autistic kid hyperfixation.
Glad to meet fellow autistic.
(Btw, I am new troper here and this my first post on this discussion).
Apparently I once said "It's okay, guys — Bambi speaks martian!" while playing with toys when I was about 5 or 6.
I distinctly remember having a toy Bambi when I was a kid (which I'm pretty sure I still have somewhere), so yes, this referred to the deer... who, according to young me, speaks martian.
Cold turkey's getting stale. Tonight I'm eating crow.I tried to make comics and stories about three wonderful characters: Pig, Duck, and Mouse. But I didn't know storytelling so it was all nonsense, and my comics wrote all the dialogue outside the panels.
I made similar works about my stuffed dog, Toffy. I still have him, but Toffy was one of my first special interests, haha. So he became my first OC.
Currently Working On: Incorruptible Pure PurenessTack-It (a type of adhesive putty) was frequently referred to as "teacher gum" at my elementary school. Naturally, one day I decided to try chewing it. If you're wondering how it tasted, the answer is "not much of anything".
(Don't worry, the stuff is non-toxic.)
When I was a kid, I wrote, essentially, a fanfic (though I didn't know the term) of Harry and His Bucket Full of Dinosaurs that gave off the vibe of an episode, but a poorly-written episode.
Basically, the main characters go to Dino World, only to find that it's an annoyingly hot day "even for the reptiles". Thus, they drink from the Soda Fountain Valley to cool down... and then suddenly, for no reason, they decide to do the same ritual Taury did in "Achoo!" with the popcorn and the paper flowers, although this time it wasn't to cure any disease; they just did it for kicks. And I think, they eventually found a lake of tomato soup or something.
For every low there is a high.I made up fake episodes for my favorite shows in my head a lot as a kid. One was an episode of Catscratch that was basically the same plot as the Powerpuff Girls episode "Pet Feud" where the cats find this creature named Monstro (yes, like the whale from Disney's Pinocchio) that goes on a rampage and destroys the town after becoming a giant from being overfed (which the cats were warned not to do)
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There was a time in elementary school where, during recess, I'd run between the swings while people were on them.
Surprisingly, I don't think I ever got hit. I was frequently scolded by the recess monitors, though... yet for some reason there was a time where I kept doing it anyway.
Cold turkey's getting stale. Tonight I'm eating crow.How did you do that?
I smell magic in the air. Or maybe barbecue.
The first time I ever worried about Seasonal Rot was with Miss Spider's Sunny Patch Friends. I was worried that I wasn't enjoying the Season 3 episodes (with the extended theme song) after watching "Dam the Puddle", I think. Because of this, I was relieved after enjoying "Bringing Up Shrubby / Stuck on You"; I even vaguely remember telling my mom that I was happy that I enjoyed the episode.
Are we human, or are we dancer?