yeah it happens. Best plan, as soon as they arrive set them up on a Playstation or Xbox or something in the lounge. Then barricade yourself in, with a chest of draws.

I usually open the door and slap a few of them. It discourages the rest.

(that's probably the Scandinavian quarter in me at work)

Ya, I spring the door open and stuff them into large sacks. Really.

My new door is pretty solid but my old one went through so much that the frame got disconnected from the wall, little kids could break it open without damaging it.

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Erm, why did they want to use your computer?

Ya, I spring the door open and stuff them into large sacks. Really.

This is clearly propaganda. I suspect you're part Russian.

I'm the same way with my pc. My sisters are terrible at web-common-sense and install stuff that reverses my quick 80mb boot.

Ouch that door really got it. I'd devise some pepper spray or a camera taser to scare them away. Or flip a voltage switch on the PSU so that it makes a whining noise instead of booting.

My little sister was able to make a pretty large dent in my old door when she was angry with me once. So I can't imagine what a whole horde would do to my door!

Since my door is made entirely out of metal, No.

Oh man, that's hardcore. Why do you have a metal door? Expecting a nuclear war?

Judging by Redus, yes.

No, It's actually a caravan door.

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Picture?

Yes, this has happened to me many times. When my parents have parties, I'll be hanging downstairs with my friends, when about 2 dozen little kids run down and demand to use the computer. I'll turn off the screen (I LOVE MY SCREEN) and act like its off, so they will lose interest. They will then try and get in my room. My room is filled with knives, clubs, swords, tools, small bits of metal, priceless objects and easily damaged things. It is the last place in the house I want a bunch of children. The 2nd time this happened, a lock had been installed in my door. I locked it one party, AND THE ****ING CHILDREN ALMOST SNAPPED THE ENTIRE LOCK/HANDLE THING OUT OF THE DOOR. I don't have a working lock anymore.

I eventually got my parents down here, and tried to convince them that getting my sister to bring them all down here was not synonymous with caring for them. It's at this point they start screaming "ITS YOUR RESPONSIBILITY TO CARE FOR THE CHILDREN." I then offer to entertain them with swordfights. The children then get taken away.

I have known little kids to be more annoying than the most persistent mosquitoes, but never to damage doors to that extent!

I dare say that young children need to kept on leashes all the time.

Good story, Taylor.

Well I think Taylor beats me.

thats intense.

I've had to take care of annoying children and stuff like this has happened but not to the extent. The most similar damage that my bedroom door has suffered was because of my own fist. Doors are way to fragile. This is one reason little kids should be regularly sedated until about fifteenish.

You need to wait until they are all pushing hard, then open the door. They all pile in and trip over, at which point you pummel them until they run away screaming. I am well practised. Once one of the little buggers hit me with a metal bucket :S

That would be a great idea, if I wasn't a pacifist.

Pull out my automatic airasoft and have my brother open the door.

That's a little harsh for my taste. It would be even if I wasn't a pacifist.

Or I could just install a better door.

My younger sister (she's two years younger, not some little kid) wanted to play on my GameCube and I told her that she couldn't if she was just going to waltz into my room like it was hers (at the time, if I entered her room, she would jump on me and try to cut me apart with her nails). I bodily lifted her and deposited her at my door step, then shut my door and held it (no lock). She kicked it to the point where the front snapped (damage isn't visible from the other side, thankfully) right at the middle.

Who receives blame for this? Me, of course. Obviously I should let my sister do whatever she wants in my room, while being viciously attacked and reprimanded for merely setting foot in hers.

Viciously attacked eh? Sounds serious.

If the nails are anywhere near my sister's nail length, I believe you were viciously attacked.