Eat my toenails
I ate a book.
I use to hide in the cirular racks in the, & have races on office chair ( I still do that LOLZ)
I could burp the alphabet... (Don't know if I still can...)
I would run around my house in a diaper and/or pull-up screaming...
I'd paint different words on my chest, and try make other boys look them... That's before I realised I was gay, and really didn't know what the fvck I was doing.
I thought I was part-unicorn because sometimes I could make my voice sound like whinnying.
Where do I BEGIN? I ate cardboard, tried to eat a worm, ate sand because it was delicious, believed the ceiling fan was a fairy that would save me from naptime (it didn't), hung out with my bicycle jersey unzipped after bike rides until Mom told me I couldn't because I was growing, played "Barbie Joins the Army (With Heels On): The Musical!" with one of my best friends...
Well, I would make up weird words or say sentences where every word started with a certain letter, etc. And I repeated everything I heard from kids at school. So at some point my mom told me half the things I was saying were actually swears or something vulgar.
Ate sand by the fist full. Must've been delicious. ;)
same as the first answer...
but i also ate all types of paper and tissues... clean ones.