justaqad: was reminiscing about my childhood days and i remembered i prank i played on my parents, really funny but it wasnt funny..lol
growing up was fun for me, had everything i wanted.
no chores to do, the only thing i was forced to do was read and eat.heheheheheheheh,
i was a stubborn kid,block headed too. until a petty gift from my Mom to my Teacher changed me for good.
back then parents used to visit teachers at school to know the welfare of their kids academic perfomance.
my end of term score card was quite predictable, 28 out of 30.
i was unbeaten in that run.my mom especially was furious and so disappointed that she paid us unexpected visit.
well before her visit my dad had promised to beat the black outa me if i ever maintain my standard(hehehehehe)
well at the end of the term, as usual my position was 27 out of 30.. hmmmmmm. i remembered my dad's promise and my heart sank.
well i did what i had to do.i thought of erasing 7 and presenting them with 2nd position, but i had a rethink cos no one would actually believe i came 2nd.
so i took of 27... well they were fool proof..lol
later that night exactly 11 p.m. my dad had actually bought KOBOKO for my sake. he snuck into my room and i knew there was trouble. i couldnt run, so i had to think fast.
Alas the perfet prank came to my mind.
whoooop whooop whooop came the sound of koboko on my dear back.i did not twitch nor groan in pain.. i played dead.(lol)
my dad was shocked to high heavens he thought i was dead.
Omo see cry.....(he actually shed my tears) soon afterwards my mom joined and it was kinda getting outa hand.. then i screamed
BUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA....
drop yours lets unwind

dani1luv: No pranks, even though I too chop cane! Was the sturbborn type and still stubborn

But I remember when I slept off where I hid during "Boju Boju" (Hide & Seek) game with my friends..

My mum nearly died!

ItsModella:
LOOOL @ you found it under your pillow...that's one hell of a lie

I dont really remember that day. My mum told me.

adaobi123: I took a envelope full of money and hid it under my pillow and my mum complained about the loss of money. She started weeping then I brought out the money and she asked where I found it, I said under my pillow. She then asked why was it under your pillow and I said it was a prank. The beating I received after.......

I was only 5

adaobi123: I took a envelope full of money and hid it under my pillow and my mum complained about the loss of money. She started weeping then I brought out the money and she asked where I found it, I said under my pillow. She then asked why was it under your pillow and I said it was a prank. The beating I received after.......

I was only 5

collynzo2: I think this is the first time your post has taken more than 1 line.

Lol, go through my posts again. You need to read my dairy

justaqad:

This one don pass my own ooooo

Caracta: My pranks? Hehehehe. Where do i start from?

wallahi!! everyday was a prank.

collynzo2: I think this is the first time your post has taken more than 1 line.

justaqad:

Have you been stalking her?

ichommy: No experiance, I lost dem wen i dey 8 Month

justaqad:

Have you been stalking her?

ItsModella:
wallahi!! everyday was a prank.

delors: Lolz. Funny! I can imagine the crooked look on your face when u were taking out the 2...looking behind ur back as u use ur spit to erase the 2...and grinning like a dare devil...Kids eh!
can't even recant mine...too plenty. Played dead after draining jar of milk in the fridge, implicated rats in fresh fish bites, poured rice away to hide my part in the reduced quantity, tore out hard to comprehend passages in my English Macmillan because of my lesson teacher who would beat S commot for SHELL to remain HELL...many crooked things as a kid and as a pupil...little devils we were then...

adaobi123:

Caracta:

I tell you. From one silly trouble to another. Thank God for my "innocent" look

And I played them all on my mom...dem no born me well to play any useless prank on my dad..na die be that

justaqad:

Abi ..
But not his fault sha

iheneme: I played quite a lot of pranks on my mum. I remember this instance where, in a bid to avoid going to the farm, I secretly hauled myself up a mango tree in front of our house, and navigated to the top. From there I watched dear mama shouting her throat soar calling out to her stubborn child. Up there, I felt sorry for mama and waited for her to leave before I came down. Following a different bush track, I hurried off to the farm and got there before her. When she saw me there, she asked with tears in her eyes: son, why are you doing this to me? Tears raced down from my eyes.