There's a kid in my school who they call BJ...

I knew a kid named BJ in grade school. Billy james doesn't make a good two letter nickname.

BJ would suck as a nickname.

Plenty of things. I'd say some of them were putting off term papers, etc with school. Another would be a car accident when I was 17. Shit like that. There is tons more I'm sure, but.... I try move on lmao.

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Ive done that many times. At the age of 9 we decided to burn somethings in school, my school was huge and we had a lot of gardens, so a fire was a big deal, we ran away and some teacher turned the fire off.

I also hacked a teachers E-mail with some friends in 7th and got caught.

Last year on Halloween 2 cars trowed eggs at us in Halloween, then we found them and shot them with a machine toy gun xD, the guys chased us and we got beaten up, that was last year.

In 7th grade we also bothered a guy by calling at his door and running away, we did that for like the whole day and we hid under a car, at 11pm the guy got out and told the security guard in our condo that he would shoot us xD, the good thing is that the guy went and told the same thing to our parents and our parents called the cops. The dumb thing is that we though the guy was an alchoholic and we bothered him anyway xD.

Oh, that guy has a son and we told him to jump a thing with his bike, he did it and fell and he strated screaming and then everyone said it was our fault, the guy made a hole on his chin when he hit the floor with the thing in his bike helmet.

I left my waffles in the toaster oven for 3 hours taking a nap.

Once I ate a bowl full of nails. This was directly after my doctor said my diet needed more iron. Seriously, what a stupid thing to do! I mean the nails I ate weren't made of iron!!! They were aluminum.

After this realization, I went back to my local hardware store and rectified this problem. Got myself the right type of nails and poured myself another bowl.

Good times...

When I was in 5th grade, there was an uprooted tree where some hornets had made a nest by the bus stop. With a couple of friends, we started throwing rocks at it from a safe distance. There were tons of hornets coming out but they would stay around their nest, not coming after us. We all thought it was pretty fun until my friend's mom drove by and yelled at him :

"COME BACK HERE THIS INSTANT!, you're deathly alergic to hornet stings!"

The basic concept of throwing rocks at the nest wasn't very bright but the fact that my friend could have died made this ever stupider.

Put a thermometer in a toaster oven (the old ones with mercury in it)