What was the most exciting thing you ever did on a dare? Were you glad or sorry you did it?
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The Funniest thing I ever did on a dare wouldn’t say thought that it was the most exciting. It was a funeral in Canada and I’m not saying who dared me Joy your boys did.
They dared me to walk up to the table my dad was sitting at witch was all women, and put a tuna sandwitch between my legs and say look dad tuna as I spead the sandwitch open.
I was glad because I thought it was hilarious.
My memory fogs when it comes to this. I am sure I took lots of dares, but I also took lots of risks just because I wanted to. The ones I most like to remember are the “extreme” physical risks, such as walking around the trim outside the third floor of the school building. I most likely dared my brothers to dare me to do it, because I loved that kind of stuff. Don’t you “dare” tell my kids! I can see my daughter starting that nonsense and she’s not even 2!