I don't have any mean babies stories, but I do have one about mean kids--and these are my cousins.
When I was a teenager, my aunt and uncle sent me and some of my cousins (all girls) who were my age, to go find their 4 children (all boys).
We were at the beach at the time and we look to find the boys sitting in a circle like little indians out on a sand dune. So were go over there, calling at them to come in but they don't move.
As soon as we approach them, they all get up screaming war crys and attack us. They had taken their socks off and filled them with sand and then used them as weapons to try to beat us.
We ran screaming back to the house, not even looking back to see where the boys were. My aunt and uncle asked what was going on and our response was "Don't go out there!", like some line out of a horror movie.
Looking back, it was all very dramatic and hilarious.
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