When I was 11, my older brother, my younger sister, and I went into a local supermarket. We were at one end of the store, in the condiment aisle. Gary picked up a small jar of mustard and suggested that he might throw it over the aisles and see what would happen, at least where it would land. Janice and I did not take him up on the dare.
A few years earlier, I was walking alone down an alley near home. I saw a fairly large dog lying by the side of the alley, watching me. He had a chain on, and I could see that the chain was very long and he could chase me for a while if he saw fit to. In school we had been taught, “Never run from dogs—walk quietly away.” That is what I did. He did not move a muscle. I was quite relieved when I got out of the alley.
Post here about dares you took or things you did on an impulse, or dangerous acts, by choice or otherwise.
Kissed my first love… She was not happy.
Fly small airplanes,
don’t use life vests,
ride mossickles in shorts with no helmet,
don’t do seat belts all the time, have loaded guns around me,
sharp knives,
work on hot electrical circuits,
been pushed off of cliffs,
jumped off cliffs,
been stung by over 80 wasps at one time, had cherry bomb wars when they were a wee bit more powerful than they are today.
Done solo sailing in the winter.
I am 69 and still waking up every day.
My main mossicles is an kick only hard tail shovel head. ( if you don’t understand that, don’t worry about it, not worth explaining. )
Feed myself with the same fingers the dog & cats just licked.
I don’t do ‘dares’.
Left, right. Up, down, I’m the one with the gun.
Me and my friends talked about egging a house back in high school. We had a talk about it, but it never happened. I also have seen pit bulls IRL.