Hey Pandas, What Is Something Funny You Got In Trouble For And Have Absolutely No Regrets?

When I was in high school, in English class we had a really, really nice teacher and the boys taught him a popular song in Spanish so he could sing to the Spanish teacher on her birthday. Except they changed the words to it and it quickly became inappropriate. Since I spoke Spanish, the English teacher asked me if they were pulling his leg and making him sing bad words in Spanish. I told him no, they weren't bad words and he trusted us. He went and sang the song to the Spanish teacher and was actually called to the principal's office! He told us all about it and we each offered a sincere apology because he was so serious and said he might get fired, and then he started laughing uncontrollably and said we were the best class EVER!

I the navy, after a night of drinking a few buddies and I decided to prank one of our friends that was passed out. So we woke up early the next day and bought all the girliest and most rediculous temporary tattoos we could find. So we came back he was still sleeping so we put the tatts all over his arms and legs and just waited. That next morining during muster in pt gear in the hot florida sun. He stood there with My little pony, Strawberry Shortcake, Bratz, and other tattoos everywhere and the Chief laughed and gave us the culprits extra watch for a week.

My bestie & I lived next door to each other in elementary school. On the other side of her house lived a family with three boys, all older than us. They were skeevy...they were constantly trying to peek in her bedroom window & called us all kinds of nasty names. Their parents were meh about their sons' behavior & the father was a complete jackass to our parents. So one day, after her parents had rototilled the backyard in preparation for a new lawn, bestie & I grabbed up clods of dirt & chucked them over the fence into the family's swimming pool. Like, a LOT of them. We both got seriously busted & NEITHER of us regrets it. In fact, well over 30yrs later we STILL laugh about it!

The only april fools joke i ever played, i put green food colouring in cartons of long life milk just thinking my mum would pour it out and laugh but she phoned the supermarket and milk company to complain!!! 😱🤣

We had an asshole neighbour growing up. He was retired and spent endless hours manicuring his lawn, bushes, flower beds. His yard looked immaculate, but he was such a d**k about it. Always making shitty comments about everyone else’s yards and yelling at the neighbourhood kids, threatening us if we ever set foot in his perfect yard. Anyways, he had a fountain as the center piece, one night me and my friends took a bottle of dish soap and emptied it into that fountain. Oh the bubbles!!! We climbed up onto my friends roof to watch the commotion. He went ballistic, we got into so much trouble .. but it was worth it to watch days and days of bubbles cover that asshole’s perfect yard. He moved away a few months later. No regrets.

I kinda blew up my high school chemistry lab

I graduated in 1980 (before the times of Homeland Security) and was majoring in chemistry. One of my good friends was a year ahead and off to college, and he sent me the "recipe" on how to make pop rocks (for those old enough to remember) thru chemistry

Most people know that fertilizer explosives are made with fertilizer. This is ammonium nitrate, which is very stable. You can toss a match on it, nothing happens. The version down the periodic scale is ammonium iodide, which is NOT stable

Long story short, I screwed up the instructions. I was supposed to make the ammonium iodide crystal and store them in a beaker of distilled water, but instead, I rinsed them in distilled water and place the handful of crystals on the back lab bench. Ammonium iodide is so unstable they will spontaneously combust by nothing more than a breeze or nearby vibration. Advanced chemistry was first period, so by third period they had dried out, and all hell broke loose

They cleared the entire science wing out (10 classrooms) and the teachers and principal came looking for me and dragged me out of concert choir to explain. I'm damn lucky in those days that law enforcement was not involved

To this day one of my classmates is still pissed at me. Some of the wash solutions was on the floor, and he stepped on it in white Converse and the puffs of smoke (iodine vapor) permanently stained his shoes

We also had the recipe to make "stink bombs" but while I was never caught, everyone knew who the class mad scientist was

Back in the day when pet rocks were a thing, our AP English teacher came back from a trip to Tibet, where he plucked a rock (named Herbie) from the highest peak he’d climbed. Roundish, granite, not unlike local rocks. So we three troublemakers stole Herbie, hid him at one of our homes, found a very similar rock and started to send ransom notes (cut out letters from newspapers, the whole hog). Teacher goes ballistic, can barely teach each time he got another note in his box. Eventually he figured out which kids were clever enough to pull it off. After about two weeks, we were all called into the principal’s office, where the principal wearily told us to ‘give your teacher back his rock.’ Mission accomplished. Of course we’d never harmed Herbie, who was guiltily produced from a backpack.

My older brother told me that I'd never volunteer at a animal shelter or be a vet because I was some little girl who did nothing. About 5 years later I volunteered at a pet shelter. One day while working at the shelter someone tried to give up a snake. Of Corse as the person I was I adopted it as once. As my older brother was afraid of snakes I put my wonderful corn snake in my brothers bed... I got in so much trouble that night. It was worth it.

I sewed up the bottom of the legs of my dad's pyjamas.

When I was little, I would jump across the sofas in the basement while I watched TV. Jumping from the arm of the couch, to the other arm, to the loveseat... then I'd go back around and do it again. It was FUN! My little brother eventually started doing it with me. (Only when our parents weren't downstairs, of course.) One day as I was reaching the end of the "circuit," I heard someone coming down the stairs. I was able to jump off and stop, but didn't have time to warn my brother. So what my parents saw when they came down was my brother misbehaving and me just standing there. He got in trouble. I didn't get in trouble till the second time we got caught doing it. Honestly, my only regret is that we were caught and couldn't keep doing it.

Once in middle school I went on a roof thingy that we could climb, I climbed it to the top and a teacher caught me and told me to come down, I told him I couldn't and that I was stuck, he groaned and called the principal to get me a ladder, he told me to tell him how and why I got there, I lied and said we were playing hide and seek and that I had the idea to get up here, then I ran and got down when the were halfway up the ladder and scaped thought the school door because it was open, the next day i got called to the principals office and got detention, my mother came to get me and wen we got in the car she told me to tell here everything, after i told the story she burst out laughing, totally worth it 😎

Oh ya know,put some spiders in the bully’s locker and made him cry wah-wah to his mom.Turns out he had arachnophobia.No regrets.

In the middle school we got really mean religion teacher (in Poland they teach you about it in schools).
She was unbearable, demanded some XIX century obedience, strict code on standing, calling her per professor, was screaming at everyone constantly and was bullying kids she didn't like, even punched some kids if needed.

Me being a little rebelious brat at the time i couldn't just sit and look at her behavior and we got into a lot of fights.
It ended up that parents sign me off from religion class.
All good.

About a month later my friend quit classroom during religion class all crying because she was again called names by teacher and she had enough.
So i grabbed emergency fire hose that was on the corridor and entered class wanting to scare teacher. Little i knew that it was actually working hose and when i pull the handle, water just went with quite force out of it and i flooded classroom.

Of course i was detained and got grounded like hell but i don't regret it a bit.

After such dramatic event they started to listen to kids complains and saw a pattern. Someone apparently even recorded her outbreak and she got fired.

In fifth grade, I had a panic attack in the middle of class due to the teacher yelling at me. I tried to get water and get out of the classroom. She grabbed me and pulled me back, I slapped that hag in the face.

Got beat up by some bullies. The leader was real proud of his hot rod with dual exhausts. Went to Kmart & bought a dozen foam balls about the size of softballs. Took a broom handle & stuffed 6 balls up the exhaust pipes of both exhausts. Next time I drove by his house they were all standing around the car scratching their heads with the hood up. Don’t know how it ultimately ended, though. Not as bad as the time I poured a gallon of linseed oil in the gas tank of a new truck that belonged to a guy who ripped me off.

High school, senior year. The student parking lot is supervised and open certain morning and afternoon hours for students, and locked during school hours to prevent tardiness and ditching class, and of course for security purposes. Only one designated student assistant was allowed to borrow the key to let someone through for special circumstances. Well a friend knew that person, and was able to borrow the key, get it duplicated, then return within 30 minutes, so five friends and I now had the privilege! We made use of it a few times to go get fast food during lunch break, leave school early, or some arriving fashionably late.

The best was when my friend arrived over an hour late, during a phoned-in bomb threat just a few months after 9/11. While the entire student and faculty body was evacuated to the stadium overlooking the parking lot, we watched him pull up, unlock, lock, park and stroll over to join us during this heightened security bomb search phase...somehow not getting caught?!?!

Same friend was later caught during a routine lunch outing and quickly confessed to all of us having keys. I think only the person who made the copies was punished, the rest of us just got stern lectures. I will never forget the lesson that our friend really did nothing wrong for being ratting us out; he was simply being honest. We all played a game and eventually lost - we all gotta own that! It was absolutely worth it for the lunchtime freedom food!

When I was 11 I tried to brew my own root beer. The recipe called for sugar and yeast, and sitting in a dark cool place for a while. So of course when I went to try it I got a little buzzed.
My mom noticed and made me pour it out. After waiting what seemed like forever to a kid, I was upset about not being able to enjoy the final product, but I now understand her decision. And I've dabbled a little in homebrewing since coming of age.

This one's not funny. It still hurts when I think about it. I had just gotten my driver's license and was driving through our neighborhood on my way to school. I accidently hit a squirrel. I stopped and ran back to see what happened, think what to do. It was screeching in pain with half of its intestines falling out. I got back into the car and proceeded to try to run it over again to put it out of its misery - but it took quite a few back-ups and forths to line up everything. By the time I got to school I was sobbing uncontrollably. I got a detention for being late. It was still worth it to put that poor thing out of its misery. To this day, I still don't like driving, and tense up when I hear a sound like that poor hurt squirrel.

As a teenager first learning to drive, it was my job to taxi my siblings to and from school. One day a lady's car had gone off into a ditch and I didn't stop and help her. My mom found out (by a sibling I assume) and she was upset I didn't stop to help the person in the ditch. So, she took away all of my heavy metal and rock and roll CDs (this was the 90s). I grabbed my skateboard and a backpack and ran away from home, sleeping under the stars that night. The next day I crashed my skateboard and had wounds on my head and hands and elbow's etc from the concrete. I ended up walking home; and when she saw me, she just gave my CDs back and didn't say anything else. Sometimes I wish I'd never gone back, so I guess I have a regret.

In high school (13 and new it all) I challenged my Christian science teacher how he could teach evolution when he didn’t believe in it which is very hypocritical. He didn’t take kindly to this as he was unable to answer it so I was sent to the deans office. Never did get an answer.