Weird, funny, or embarrassing moments from your childhood?

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This one should creep some people out.
When I was 5 years old, I was hanging out with my parents in our backyard, while they were both doing some garden work. As they were facing away from me, I decided to help them in some way and picked up the gardening tool closest to me. It happened to be a pitchfork stuck in a pile of a manure and compost mix.
I lifted it and felt how unwieldy the tool was. Still I decided to throw a punch with it into the ground. Due to my poor aiming skills, I managed to pierce my right foot with the middle prong (someone "twisted" could argue, that in fact it was some excellent aiming skill). As hypo-sensitive as I am, I noticed the problem promptly and pulled the damned thing out. Putting the pitchfork down I decided it would be too embarrassing to speak out, as my mother often reminded me to be always careful with what I do. I walked away, seeking solitude with all the filth from the pile covering the wound (sorry for the imagery, I can be insensitive sometimes). After about 20 minutes my father found me sitting on stairs leading to the attic. By then the shoe was quite soaked with blood and all I could think of was the embarrassment and the verbal paralysis when faced with worried questions.
I was quickly brought to the closest hospital, treated and had to endure the joy of walking in a cast with a plastic bag over it for over a month.
I hated gardening for quite a few years after. I'm glad I can help organize nature's natural course these days and do enjoy gardening. And I didn't develop a trident-phobia (is that the proper term?), but for better or for worse I learned to aim dangerous objects away from my body

I remember once in art class when I was 11, a girl from my class (who wasn't a horrible girl but was quite clever and very popular) was asked to help me with using some sort of spray paint on a piece of paper. She showed me, then let me have a go. I did, but sprayed it the wrong way, and it sprayed all over her white school shirt. She got upset because she said she had got another school shirt dirty earlier that week and now she reckoned her mum was going to kill her (not literally). I felt really awkward because I just stood there not saying sorry or giving any form of empathy at all, although I knew she was upset. Now thinking back, I kind of feel embarrassed when thinking about it.

Well when I was around 19 I heard some one shout at another "cock sucker" and I was wondering how he knew he sucked on roosters or why he would and would the feathers get in the way. Or was it a plucked dead rooster? Why not cook it?

I was coined as an air head then.

I remember when I was in 3rd grade (around 8 or 9 years old), I asked my teacher if I could go to the bathroom. She said yes so I got out of the classroom and walked straight to the girls bathroom. I walked to the big stall that I always used. Stupidly, I used that one without realizing that the lock was broken. When I was in the middle of doing my business, some girls from my class walked in on me while I was still on the toilet. I felt so embarrassed, self-conscious and scared for the following reasons. First of all, the girls saw me half naked on the toilet and they probably saw my butt. Second of all, they heard me doing my business. Third of all, they were talking to me while using the bathroom which was awkward. When this happened, they wouldn't leave when I told them too. I clearly wanted to be left alone. Then, one of them got angry and said that she wouldn't play with me anymore. That's when I started crying hysterically. Tears and snot were running down my face from that humiliating moment. From that day to now, this is why I always check if a stall door has a lock to prevent moments like this. That was my embarrassing moment from my childhood.

Growing up I was never the best passenger when it came to travelling in our family car. I didn’t do well on long journeys and still don’t, if I’m not the driver. I think I’m ok as a driver because I’m focusing so hard on so many different things.
I remember when I was thirteen we were visiting relatives. It was about a fifty eight mile journey which for me was a long way. We’d been driving for a long time and I suddenly felt sick. I told my dad that I felt like I was going to be sick and he pulled over in the next safe place, which was a roadside bus stop. He pulled over and I opened the car door and sort of flopped out like a fish. I remember heaving but wasn’t actually sick, I did pass out though I remember that bit well.
When I regained consciousness I remember looking up and seeing my parent’s car hazard lights flashing, my mum was crouched beside me holding me because I was crying and my dad was explaining the situation to a bus that wanted to use the bus stop. From what I remember I think I caused a really big traffic delay. I often think back to this humiliating day, it makes me glad that my two girls don’t get travel sickness like I used to.
My eldest daughter got travel sick eight months ago when we had to stop suddenly because a car pulled out in to the middle of the road, I braked and next thing I knew there was sick all over the inside of the windscreen! The car stank for months shudders.

When I was little (around 6 or 7 years old), I was at the library with my dad and my little sister. She was a baby at the time. I went to go check out books and movies. This might sound weird but I remember reading books and watching movies about potty training. I liked reading the books and watching the movies because they would talk about pee and poop which I used to think was hilarious. For most kids, the bathroom humor phase starts at 2 or 3 and and ends at 5 I think. Not for me. I went through that phase a little longer than most kids since I was immature. For me, it lasted from 3 to 7 years old. I would laugh every time the words pee and poop were mentioned. My favorite book to read was this pop-up book. My favorite part was when I would pull the tab and see the kid holding his potty with urine and feces. I showed this to a woman at the library. She was like, "oh my God". I would always sing songs that had to do with the potty and constantly talk about pee and poop. My parents were concerned about this because they thought that this phase should of ended a while ago because other kids my age found potty talk gross. Once when I was watching a potty training video, I was singing and dancing to this song called, "Wipe Your Bottom". I did this in front of my dad and he was angry at me. I think he told me to stop and that I was too old to do this. He said the books and movies that I liked were for babies. That's one of my weird moments from my childhood

I was convinced I was the avatar, that adults were conspiring against all kids, and that I was a dinosaur.

When I was a little girl, my mom said I could recognize what song was playing from the pattern on the record. (This was in the 1960s, when they had LP records).

I had a toy Siamese cat I used to bring to school with me.

I feel like everything I did was weird or embarrassing to somebody.

As a 3-year-old, I once ran naked out of my house to the school playground three blocks away. When my mother and older sister got there, I was loudly reading all of the graffiti that was spray-painted nearby, one of which was "F### YOU."

I remember when I was about 10 years old I was at the movies and I dropped my drink like halfway through it. I know I said "Oh no!!" pretty loudly and my family didn't let me live it down for years.

When I was around 5 or 6 a man came to visit our house.
He must have had a harelip when he was born and had it stictched, but one side of his lip was still crooked and curled up.
I'd never seen anything like that before, so I mimicked him, curling up my lip too and making movements with my mouth to see how it felt.
It must have appeared very rude, but I was just trying to understand how you could speak with your mouth like that.
My mother was shocked and told me later that she almost died of embarrassment.

(Promising(?)) to show someone a photo of me nude and as an infant during the 3rd grade, I think--that is how far I went in craving for attention.

There is quite a few and some of them was when I was really young. I tend to embarrass other people than myself.

There was one time when I was about 4 I went to the supermarket with my mum. Where I lived at the time this particular independent supermarket had a local advert where the boss who apparently wasn’t a nice man, he was also a sergeant in the army and in the adverts he would announce the deals that was going on in the supermarket like he was giving orders to a platoon. He would then at the end of the advert shout BENEST OF MILLBROOK AND FINEPRICE which was the names of the Supermarket he owned. We were in the Supermarket and I shouted at the top of my voice BENEST OF MILLBROOK AND FINEPRICE as I said that the owner Mr Benest walked passed. All the other customers and staff were laughing and sniggering.

Also at a school assembly when I was in Year 1 I had to show these buscuits to the school that we as a class made. One side of the biscuit was painted the other side not. As I held them up to the school and the parents who were in attendance. I held the buscuits showing the plain side not the decorated side. The teacher kept signalling me to turn the buscuits round which I did but not in the way they expected.

Regarding embarrassing bathroom incidents, there have been many times people walked in me when I was in the bathroom. It was embarrassing.