What's your earliest memory?

[Howard Beale]

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Mine:

When I was ~2 1/2 years old I remember being in a playground when the ice cream truck pulled up. All the kids ran to get in line so I did too. I saw the ice cream man ask the kids what they wanted and he would give them ice cream. When my turn came he did the same. I can still remember looking up into his face. I don't remember what I asked for but he gave it to me and I, real happy, turned away to go and eat it. He caught my arm and asked 'Where's the money?' and I said 'What's money?' so he took the ice cream back. I was left standing there thinking [img]/images/graemlins/confused.gif[/img] My father who was watching from a little way off came running over to pay and I was happy again. He told me years later that he was watching just to see what was going to happen. I'm still a little traumatized over money.

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Dude, what the hell were you guys doing running around in a playground as two year olds?

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It was safer than running around in the left lane of I-95.

Whatsamattawidyou? Where do you think parents take their little kids?

[Hey_Porter]

That makes sense. For some reason I had an image of you running to some park by your house. Don't ask me why. Eh. I still can't picture 2 year olds running over to the ice cream truck.

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[Abones]

My earliest memory is eating a marijuana brownie that my inept 13 year old drug dealing brother decided to leave on his dresser.

I was about 4 and for the life of me I can't remember what happened after I ate it. When I bring the story up my mother usually says I fell asleep shortly after, I must of been so high.

My brother will never live that one down.

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Ooops sorry...thought you meant today.

I was about 2 and 1/2 and a fish jumped out of my father's aquarium and landed on the floor. I yelled for my Dad who was in the kitchen.