How far back can you remember?

I can distinctly remember things from when I was 3-years-old. Even conversations I had with my ***.


And if someone says they remember breaching I'm putting them on ignore.
 

Ace Boobtoucher

Founder and Captain of the Douchepatrol
I can remember stuff like visiting my grandparents before I could walk. So, pretty far back.
 
I remember experiencing domestic ******** at the age of 3. My ****** would lock me in the bathroom when he was pissed at my ****** and started to beat every ounce of life out of her. I remember criss cross applesauce on the floor and ******. I can still hear her screams inside my head. Do not fret though, he talked **** to the right guy back in 1983 and got shot in the face. Then his parents fought for me in court... I know, right. They tried to take me away from my ***. They lost, and have never seen anybody on my ******'s side since 1986.
 
I'm sorry to hear that RASQ. If I could go back further, I'd have the same memories of my biological ****** but my *** ended up marrying the man I've always called my *** and I love him.

 
Which incarnation?
 

Mr. Daystar

In a bell tower, watching you through cross hairs.
Around 4 years old, or so...but oddly, I can't remember how old I was, when I realized the truth about Santa, or Easter Bunny.
 
Around 4 years old, or so...but oddly, I can't remember how old I was, when I realized the truth about Santa, or Easter Bunny.

I remember my *** waking me up to look out the window to see Santa walking outside our neighbor's house and then told me I better get back to ***** (yeah right). It was awesome.

Then the time came when I realized Santa wasn't real but my *** asked me to keep that to myself for the sake of my little *******.
 
Pretty far back. Probably age two. It's remarkable how vivid a few of those memories are. Even two really bad dreams I had at around that age stuck permanently in the memory bank.
 

FreeOnes_Adam

FO Admin - 19 Cents of Magical Cock (her/shey)
I remember being in a high chair and hating the spaghetti I was eating. No idea how old I was.
 
I have a few memories from when I was about two or three. Mostly just memories of my Creche days(preschool/nursery school/daycare), at least one birthday (not sure if it was mine though), and a few other ***** events but I only really started to pin things to a more definite timeline when I hit four because on my birthday during a camping & hiking trip I caught chicken pox or measles and we had to end it early.
 
I can remember a really bad hail storm that was followed by a tornado in my home town I was about 4 at the time.
I remember something similar: a bad storm, a power outage, and a neighbor and I shining flashlights at each other from inside our houses.

I also recall finding my ***'s porn mag (Playgirl) stash when I was very young, and I looked at them. No, I'm not gay. :suspicious:
 

Rey C.

Racing is life... anything else is just waiting.
I remember ****** on my first plane trip to visit relatives in California. I can remember the loud sound of the prop engines too. I know that I was 2 on that trip. I figure that's why I get sick or ****** babies near me when I fly now. Karma truly is a bitch with a long memory!
 
I claim to remember an occasion as a baby.
I don´t recognise where I am and can not see my parents and that I am all alone.
There is a picture from the time though with my older ****** and ******* sitting next to me, which I don´t remember.
 
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