What is the worst thing you've said as a kid?

What is the worst thing you've said as a kid?

>Be me
>In 4th Grade
>Tell black classmate, "I wish your people were still slaves."

I've always hated black people, to my father. He was pissed

I called three fat kids "the fat kids" to their faces without knowing it was an insult. I was just saying it as fact

I still hang out with one of them, we got drunk like 2 days ago

Called my closest black friend a "nigger" for the longest time.

We're still bros.

>8 years old
>have a racist uncle
>he draws a picture of my aunts Chinese husband with the caption "ching chang chong I wanna go home"
>same day I go to an oriental restaurant with family
>proceed to smile and tell Chinese waitress "ching chang chong I wanna go home"

Makes me cringe to this day.

lol

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Told a girl to shoot herself. Good times
(Grade four)

I'm sure I said worse, but in elementary school I remember asking my gym teacher if he was bald by choice or because all his hair fell out. He looked kinda upset, but it was an honest question.

>what kind of autist uncle did you have drawing stupid shit like that?

>6th grade
>arguing with friend
>says something about my mom
>at least my moms not a junkie whore
He lived with his aunt because his mom wasn't fit to take care of him

>be me in 1st or 2nd grade
>arguing with friend about how to beat a boss in super mario rpg
>calls me a liar (i wasnt)
>called him a stupid-ass fucker
>teacher overheard and I had to sit on the bench all week long during lunch and recess

I told a councilor my friend's mom molested me and she was arrested, never saw them again

im jewish and I laughed at a holocaust survivor as a kid because he had a weird looking scar on his face

>Punished Jew
>A fallen goyim

>Was in boy scouts
>lined up to say the pledge of allegiance
>call on a new boy to say the pledge
>kid is mexican
>says he doesn't know the pledge of allegiance
>jokingly tell him in front of the whole troop that i will need to see his green card
>kid's older brother loses his shit and starts yelling at me.
>oh fuck...

>be me
>second grade
>kid pisses me off
>remember him saying something about being adopted
>"haha ur adopted"
>get shat on by teacher + parents

>met a girl online.
>hung out with her.
>she's pretty short and thin.
>talking to her online after.
>ask her if she was born premature.
>my dumbass 16 year old self doesn't understand why she cuts down on talking to me after that.

Somebody once told me
The world is gonna roll me

Nah they called me a fat Scottish chode.

So I told her the reason why she was so ugly is because her mother tried to masturbate with a soldering iron while she was pregnant.

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>be me
>playing baseball at the park with a friend from school (darky)
>POP FLY
>i go to catch the ball
>he jumps in front of me and catches it
>"fucking nigger"
>he looks at me with a face that is action-packed with disappointment
we didn't talk much after that.

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Okay, background before I tell about what I said that I feel terrible about to this day.
I lived with my aunt and uncle growing up- my mother and father weren't able to support me, and my aunt wanted a kid- she couldn't have any.
>be me, like 7
>aunt yelling at me
>i'm upset and miss my parents
>yell "no wonder all your babies died! they hated you!"
>She runs off crying

I feel terrible about it to this day Sup Forumsros, I mean, holy fuck

In a fit of anger, I told my mom I'm Bi at age 16 because...I don't even remember why. I think she said something about why girls don't like/talk to me, and I didn't like it, so I responded the only way I knew how.

I'm not bi, nor was I at the time. I just needed something to say back, because I had so little restraint and control over my emotions.

The racist kind.

Nice Dub Dubs
and my Native friend that I call a red skin does the same. We tight

>Pull down dead end street in slums area
>roll down window
>yell "Fuck niggers, they should be slaves"
>start shooting my handgun into the air
>other shooting starts
>at me
>still have a scar, it was just a few years ago

No I won't post pictures. I don't have any and I'm too lazy to turn on my lights to do so.

>Didn't happen

>pull up at stop light
>hot chick in skimpy clothes at the corner
>just standing there, not walking
>roll down my windo and ask "I got cash, hop in"
>she just gasps at me and says "what thenfuck is wrong with you, fucking pervert!"
>cop walks up
>he asks if everything's okay
>she explains
>light turns green, book it before he can talk to me

No pics? You're a faggot

In hs harrassed this fat kid. He went on to kill his family off one by one, until tbey figured out that the only one that didn't die in that house was him

>4
>catholic precare
>"fucking shit"

Fine, fine. I exxagerated. I pulled into a Macdonals drive through on my moped, and they told me they couldn't serve me and to come inside, but I couldn't fit through the the front doors, and they still refused to serve me, so I drove off angry and without nutrients

First, Jack Barron's wife, Irene, died in bed in the spring of 1992. She was only 34, but Barron told friends and neighbors in their working-class neighborhood that she had been sick for some time.

Eight months later, Jack Barron's son, Jeremy, 4, stopped breathing in his sleep. Barron suggested to his in-laws that there was some genetic link, and they all went in for tests to find the cause.

When Jack Barron's daughter, Ashley, died in her sleep last August, also at the age of 4, family and friends could not believe such tragedy could strike again. Seemingly bereaved, Barron quickly sold his south Sacramento house and moved in with his mother in the Bay Area town of Benicia.

Finally, in February, when his mother also died in bed, authorities began to believe they were dealing with a serial killer.

sounds like your some typical eurofag. how is it being the cesspool upon which we all defecate?

>drive through on moped
>couldn't fit through the doors
>moped

this is the most interesting thing in this whole thread.. please do go on.

>be
>be like 10
>black guy is fixing dish washer
>me and sister are play fighting
>she is on ground
(Mind you we are one room over)
>I say to sister get up slave or you go back to the plantation
>guy hears
>tells uncle he can't fix it and he leaves
Kek that was like 10 years ago and my uncle was visiting at the time. I later got rekt by my dad

in 8th grade one of the kids got sick and an ambulance came and took him to hospital. That afternoon the headmaster came and gestered the teacher out into the corridor and they had a hushed discussion.
being the retard that I am I said 'the fat fuck prolly died'
teacher cames back in and tells us he died.
23 heads turn and glare at me like I killed him.
felt badman

>6th grade, bullied a kid by whipping him with long weeds and told him not to tell anyone
>get called to principal
>kid is already there, i give him the look of rage
>"sorry, I got a headache and got scared" he says while crying
>in front of the principal, i yell "cause you were crying too much! Tch."

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> Be me first day kindergarten
> little girl crying
> I'm a nice kid so I ask
> " are you crying because your mom is dead"
> she flips out cries harder
> I got detention
> I just played Legos alone
> pretty sure they had no idea what to do so just left me to play alone

>be me
>4-6 years old
>Mom and I were arguing before bed
>Prolly wanted a second glass of milk
"no, you've had enough"
*groan zone*
"I hate you mom"
>Got spanked
"You gunna say that again?"
>Ran off to bed
>First and last time I ever said I hate you to my mom.

Your mom beat the love back into you

Who raised you man

Getting bored in high school, then singing Weird Al's "White and Nerdy" while forgetting the rest of the class was there.

It went about as well as you'd think. I still cringe thinking about it.

>2nd grade teacher was in her early 20's
>We were her first class ever.
>She thought it was a good practice to have a kid stand up in front of the class, say what they did wrong, apologize, and sit back down.
>Me being medicated to the gills, retard strength, Asperger's, and bipolar, did not like this.

>One day, we're doing projects and I ask to use her computer (don't remember why)
>Sit down, start working, realize I have to go to the bathroom
>Ask her if I can go
>She says no.
>End up pissing myself in her chair.
>"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME IT WAS AN EMERGENCY?!"
>Wasn't an emergency until you told me no, bitch.

>Another time, in trouble, made to stand on a yellow line on my own all recess
>She comes by and gives me this bitchy look
>Tell her I'm going to stab her with my pencil.

She tried that whole "stand in front of the class and tell them what you did wrong" thing with me. I ended up telling my mom, she went to the principal, bitch got fired.

I'm not happy that you have this on your hard drive

yup. This is why I believe that you should be allowed to hit your kids. Lack of discipline gave us SJW's, edgy kids and slackers.

my mom tells a story that when I was about 4 we were in line at a base commissary and there was a black man in front of us, a captain. I asked my mom, i guess in a loud-isn voice
'Why is that man so dirty?'
Captain Grant ( it was) took my hand and rubbed it on his and said
'Ive tried and tried, but it won't come off'
My mom was so embarrassed
My hand fell off three days later

Be me 16 in hs.
>drive into class on my motorcycle
>start making out with the hottest girl in school
>teacher is just staring, whole class watches her unzip my leather with her teeth
>class valedictorian (my gf) comes in and they start fighting over me
>teacher dumps bucket of water on them as they bite and scratch each other
>some kid wearing a fedora runs out of the room making robot noises
>principal gives me a medal
>mfw prom king
Cringiest day of my life