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Okay, so pretty self explanatory.
What is the most trouble you've ever been in in your entire life?
It can be trouble as in getting caught doing something by your parents or police...or trouble as in a terrible situation.
For me, the most trouble i've ever been in was when i got caught having a party when my parents were out of town. the cops got called because of noise and they called my parents...got grounded for like a month!!
I went berserk in class and had to get counseling. Fortunately, they never told my parents that I was on the brink of suicide.
My mom freaked out over something and made me write an apology card to someone's mom. I think the person's mom was in disbelief over the card because I don't think she any recollection of what I was apologizing for.
Thanks for making me cry over nothing, mom
I got a temporary classroom removal for a day at school cuz I punched a kid and almost broke his nose... I was pissed at him because he was harassing me, but of course, he doesn't get in any trouble... damn disciplanary system.
Once I started a big fight with someone at school..........twice. I still haven't killed those people proparly. Over my life, I have also lost my original DS, and I nearly killed my cat.
Well, I got grounded for a week.
I just don't wanna get specific, because the reason is embarrassing for me.
Mine's a pretty funny story.
So my mother is in my room all the time "cleaning" which basically means searching for stuff that I shouldn't have. So I had the smart idea to hide all my contraband (my weed, my booze etc.) in the glove compartment of my pick up truck.
Now this wouldn't be a problem because it's my car. But so one time, my dad needed to borrow my truck to move some stuff to the dump. And he asked me for my keys at like 7 in the morning, so I was half asleep. I tossed him the keys without thinking and went back to bed.
Turns out that my dad gets pulled over for speeding. He opens the glove... and well, let's just say my dad nearly got into a shitload of legal trouble. Open handle of Jack Daniels, bag of weed, rolling papers... would have been bad if he didn't close the glove in time.
I was grounded for four months, which was freaking torture.
... I think the worst for me was when I was taking some kittens to the fair to find homes for them, and I explained to my mom that I was going with Tina (not the mod on here, a completely different, much much older lady) and then, when we were about to leave my mom called and absolutely freaked out on me. I went home and she started yelling that I didn't tell her anything about this and blah blah blah T_T. Truthfully, I brought it up several times but she kept saying 'I don't want to discuss this right now'- so, I had to pay the price for 'making her worry' and was grounded.
I got suspended from school during my junior year of high school for fighting, but i was only defending myself so i don't feel bad.
some guy thought i was mackin on his girl so he swung at me, but being the ninja that i am (lol kidding) i ducked and punched him in the face out of sheer reaction and anger...i apparently broke his nose and got suspended.
i'm still pissed at that dude to this day...what a punk, starting a fight with me then running to the teacher after i defended myself
Thrown from a Foo Fighters concert last year.
I'm quite proud of it, actually.
I tried to cover for one of my friends when he skipped out of work early. Boy, I was in a boatload of trouble afterwards. >.<
Erm, possibly having my mother discover me attempting suicide? I'm not going into why but basically she didn't appreciate my actions.
I wandered into a canyon once. For a couple of hours. My parents didn't notice, but then a little girl told on me!
Long story short, got in trouble at school, sent to my room, got pokemon cards taken away. Snuck out to get pokemon cards, got caught. Pokemon cards burned.
It was my mom's birthday.
Once, when I was about 11 or 12 I went to the park with my friend. Some little boy was being an annoying twat and following me around and 'punching' me all afternoon so I grabbed him, strangled him and tied him to a tree in the woods nearby. His mom found him a few hours later and was positively livid with me. I insulted her to her face and she reported me to the police. They couldn't do anything though, because all I really did was bully them. The little boy (who was about 5 or 6)--and I'm not kidding--flipped me off and stuck his tongue out at me. As he left, I threw a small rock (more like a pebble) at his head and almost knocked him out, but nobody saw me do it. His mother's reaction was hilarious though, and by the time she turned around to look at me I was back inside the building.
And THAT is one of the many reasons why I'm never, ever having kids.