When I was about 5 or 6 or so, I'd copy my daddy and walk around the house without my shirt on. My mom was greatly disturbed by this because she thought I had a fetish with being naked.

Daddy took me aside and told me that little girls shouldn't be walking around without their shirts on and I cried for days because I didn't think it was fair for boys to be able to do that. I think I got over it when I was 8.

I also had a habit of flicking my boogers onto my brother and sisters. You don't even want to know what I did when I had a runny nose.

And then there was the time when I was about 10 and I let our dog (Rest in Peace, Makamae) piss on my brother's bed. I didn't tell him. He was stupid enough to not notice the smell that effing idiot.