I used to set stuff on fire a lot. One thing I set on fire was a yellow hippopatamus puppet nemed Fred.
I once stripped all the bark off a tree in front of our house as high up as I could reach (before I knew better).
Twice I fell out of trees, both times I was not seriously injured, just a few scratches and bruises. One tree was as tall as our 3 story house. (We had a story-high attic)
Once I climbed a tree and was too scared to climb back down so I spent a long time yelling for help, and finally a neighbor heard me and came over and helped me down...
I almost choked to death on a piece of hard butterscotch candy. (It melted in time)
Once I played with the damper on the fireplace and closed it and the house filled with smoke.
I got bit in the butt twice by my neighbor's Lab, once while walking on OUR property, and once riding my bike in the street. He just ran over, bit me and ran away! Jerk!
In kindergarten, a boy wouldn't let me paint on his picture so I took a paint roller and painted the whole side of his face white!