Too bad I wasn't able to call in on Tuesday - I have enough stories of childhood cruelty to last an entire show. Most of them are about the same dude, a friend of mine who between the age of 8-15, I'd say, was nuts and did some horrible things to other people, animals, and himself (like hitting himself in the head with an axe). 50% of the time he was a nice guy you wanted to hang out with, and 50% of the time he was a nightmare. Maybe not so much an evil guy, more like a loose cannon with sprinkles of pure insanity. It was always an adventure going over to his house, cause you'd never know what mood he'd be in. Would we end up watching a movie, or would he attack and try to kill me as I approached his house? Sometimes it ended up like something out of the Pink Panther movies - with him being the lurking Cato.
You'll be glad to know he's settled down now, he's a family man, and yes, we're friends on Facebook.