Just a few menial things really
Childish things i've done within the past 6 months.
- Find bodily noises funny
- Burping and belching words/phrases/song lyrics (much to my gf's disgust)
- Occasionally miming words to my housemate when he thinks his implant battery is dying.
- Keep insisting on calling my first daughter be named Jaqueline (my surname is Hyde)
- Quack at ducks, meow and cats, meow at dogs and baa at sheep. As well as give every animal that approaches me while i'm fishing a name (mainly called Steve though)
- I've adopted 2 Lobsters and called them Steve and Betty.

but the most childish thing i've ever done:
I was 20 years old and walking home from a night out with a german geezer called Seb (A bloody legend in my books) As we walked past some a very overgrown path to a field, something caught my eye. It was a little toy tractor (similar to this only more tractor shaped.) We looked at each other and smiled, It was under a lot of overgrown thorns, nettles etc and looked to be fairly weathered. So we did what 2 pissed up farts would do in this situation. We pulled the tractor from the undergrowth and started taking it in turns riding it down the hill.

Between us we forgot the 3 main problems that we faced:
1) The road was the main road from the town to the nearest villages
2) It was a saturday and a lot of taxis/other cars were on the road
3) The hill was right outside the police station.

After 10 minutes the inevitable happened and we saw a police car setting off. We decided to stop riding the tractor down the hill, but carry it instead. Sure enough Plod pulls up next to us and asks "were you lads just riding that thing right here." I look over to Seb who is trying not to burst out laughing, I turn back to Plod "Nope, wasn't us, we've just found this and walked with it." By the grace of a god Plod got another call and had to take off. Leaving me and Seb to walk back.

To get to my home village you have to climb a hill which is about 1/4 mile long and quite steep. For the next hour or so we were stood at the bottom of the hill, taking it in turns to ride the tractor down the hill, make screeching noises on the bottom corner, fall off it going at an awesome speed (looking back it's amazing limbs weren't broken/maimed) and just generally pissing about.

Eventually we got bored and as a token of good will (and because I didn't want to chuck the tractor) I offered to keep the tractor safe. I toddled back home with the tractor over my shoulder, put it in the garage, staggered into the house and then went to bed. The next morning I was woken by my dad. It must have been a helluva night as I couldn't remember anything when I woke up and had a headache which seemed that death was the easy way out.

Dad: Son, I have one question, and I want you to answer as truthfully as you can
Me : erm *thinking did I leave the door unlocked?*... go on then
Dad: Why, oh why is there a little red toy tractor parked neatly in the garage?

That was it, I was gone. Laughing like a loon and trying not to throw up. Turns out he opened the garage to get the lawnmower, but was taken aback by the toy tractor. As he left he muttered the words "not as good as my bench though" (If a QOTW is brought up about drunken parent stories, I'll explain in more detail) But for one night, the 20 year old me and the 26 year old Seb regressed to the age of 5.

Not that funny when it's written down, more of a case that you have to be there.

*edit* There was also a case where my sister phoned me, when I was driving down to Birmingham, asking why there was a traffic cone in front of the fishing trailer. But that wasn't me being childish, Was giving some people a lift home after work finished (pub) and they managed to sneak the traffic cone in before we set off. I just thought it would look better in front of the trailer. Still gets used today when sorting out the fishing trailer before and after trips.

apols for length and lack of funnies.
( Jinxy13 is hating the S key, right about now., Wed 23 Sep 2009, 3:24, 4 replies)

Jaqueline Hyde..
...made me giggle.

I've always wanted to meet someone called Barbara Seville....
(greatoldone Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl f'tagn, Wed 23 Sep 2009, 9:28, closed)

That took me too long
Babs Seville? Barbar arse ville? Barb - oh for fuck's sake... :-)
( eXOBeX, Thu 24 Sep 2009, 1:12, closed)

I've...
...always wanted to meet someone called Gina Talia.
(SonoraAeroClub "OH SWEET HELEN OF BALLS!", Wed 23 Sep 2009, 17:05, closed)

My sis knows someone called Jenna Taylor
Close enough?
( eXOBeX, Thu 24 Sep 2009, 1:11, closed)