the battery and place it on an unsuspecting persons arm or neck and they would get a minor zinger from it. Ah yes, Youthful Exuberance indeed. This led to a general discussion of other misadventures of our youth. And I confessed to once--only once! sticking a table knife in to an electrical outlet. I was playing house with my brother at the time. Somehow I decided to pretend the outlet was a knife sharpener---Mom was about 10 feet away in the kitchen. She heard a buzz and a snapping noise, and turned just in time to see sparks arc-ing out of the outlet and the knife flying out of my hand. I wasn't hurt, at least not by the shock; but the spanking I received was another matter--and the outlet bore a black mark until it was painted over a few years later. The knife tip had a little c-shaped area melted in the tip, a reminder for years to come: oh, this is the knife Judy put in the electrical outlet...

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Oh I might be able to top that one, he he....as kids we found a dead porcupine near train tracks and promptly 'borrowed' some of its quills (I know, ewwh!). Later on, a group of us from our block were busy playing a game of chase and I poked one of the older boys with one of the quills - well, that was my intention - to just poke him in the butt!

But the darn thing was so sharp,it had to be removed