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General Discussion => WHATEVER => Topic started by: loophole on February 09, 2010, 08:23:11 AM
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inspired by this video
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8pVxNZsTu4o&feature=player_embedded
i once tried to remove a frisbee from a tree that hung two stories up, inevitably fell off and i fell all the way down onto brick. learned my lesson.
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i did a lot of "too high on the swingset" situations. usually ended with sand in my mouth or some bruised ribs. same can be said about most of my nights out lately.
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this is already a old thread but ill jsut say one time i called my friend pat to blaze in grade 12 during exam time and he said "man our law exam is in 15 minutes" i ran to school to get to the exam i didnt study for and then i forgot my text book so they wouldnt let me write my exam so i kicked over all these garbage cans and screamed "FUCK PRESTON" and kicked dents in a bunch of lockers. i ran home and drank baileys and cried to myself. i still passed the course but got kicked out of that school. luckily i had graduated just in time.
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i used to post on skateboard forums in all caps calling people cum shit whore stain munchers or whatever it was just because i got called out in one thread. I still tried to cover it up by posting shitty raps and claiming how "hard" i was. silly little me.
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thats backwards. i made the raps first. are you really trying to hurt my feelings?
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you're a ginger. you dont have feelings.
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Good thread. I used to jump from my the top of my friend's two story tree-fort thing onto the roof of a building beside it. We'd do this back and forth, eventually climbing in through the front of the tree-fort.
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I love these type of threads. I didn't really do anything crazy, but when I was young me and my friend would always play "soccer" inside my house, and I fell and smashed my eyebrow open. had to get a bunch of stitches and I still have a gay ass scar on my eyebrow.
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One time i played ding-dong-ditch on a house of a child molester.Crazy shit for back then.
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i jumped into the missouri river naked in broad daylight and had to climb back up a 15 foot wall of mud. it might not sound dumb but considering how much shit is in that river, i'm surprised i didn't get some kind of sickness.
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i used to post on skateboard forums in all caps calling people cum shit whore stain munchers or whatever it was just because i got called out in one thread. I still tried to cover it up by posting shitty raps and claiming how "hard" i was. silly little me.
Aw man I was excited for a second thinking he finally admitted to that stupid shit!
One time I cupped a fart with my hand (outside of my pants) and held my hand over this kids mouth (who I didn't like) for a few seconds and he threw up instantly. Luckily, I moved my hand away before he puked.
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I went to my local church after a garage community sale and stole 287 $ in the cash register of the mini-snack bar it was at night i was drunk and end up going to sleep with all the money in my pockets,waking up next day already dressed up and count how much i did...God is not good with me since so i confess a lot and try to apologize...maybe i'll give it back one day.
I was drunk and was walking tru some backstreetbwayes alleys and i saw a purse on a kitchen table at 3am,so i walk tru the gate open up,walk to the back door,it was unlock and put one foot inside the kitchen and end up opening the purse and i took 90$ out of it.It was like december 22nd so i maybe stole money for a kid gift...i know somebody was there a TV was open in the front.
I was drunk so i end up braking a window just anex of a Chinese corner store where i was working the summer before doing bike-delieveries where i was stealing beers too so i just brake-in tru the appt window,end up in a kitchen counter,i didnt even know if somebody was there but i knew that the appt and the corner store connect so i opened the inside store door but everything was locked,beers and wine and cigarrettes and the cash register so i end up stealing 27 and plus of pornos mags...went home in a snow storm with a fucking pack sac full of pornos and in my arms drunk and stoned with a cutted up finger because i broke the window with an ice block to get in and end up cutting a finger when i went in...went to hospital next day,got 2 stacks on it when back to my mom house,open up my closet where i hide my mags and masturbate 4 days long with a sliced up finger.
By summer time i went in a party with all my best homebwayes we were 15 years old,smoke weed and drink a lot then went to 3 corner store around 10:30 pm just before closing time we just rush in maybe 4-5 of us and we stole for 100 $ of beers,the last store held up one of our friend in hostage so we ad to give up back the two 12 packs we stole then i end up pissing tru a basement little window it was only the grill (the anti-bees) and all my piss went to a leather couch just there in a someone living room...all the rainy piss drops bounce to it and going to a carpet...it was so much of a big piss it was long and i was scarred being caught,it was so fun.
I punch hard in the face a girl at elementary school because she woulndt get the fuck out of my slide so i end up getting slap across the face by a woman teacher saying i'll beat my kids one day.
Went to the woods with my cousin and saw a big private tank-gas so when end up empty it, it took 1 hour long with the pump and we were searching for fire...we didnt have it,we wanted to blow it and maybe ourselves too at the same time so its a good thing we didnt have fire...end up being caught and we only pay 180 $ each,all my economy...we were lucky we wasted 1000$ worth of gas for nothing from a poor homebwaye dude.
Went to a party and we knew another party was elsewhere so we end up drunk at the other party and secretly call the cops...we left so the cops went there and bust all the kids with weed,liquor and coke and no parental supervision....went back to school next week and some kids was in a new family for being bad and an orphant...but it was because of us...me and my homebwayes.
I cut my homebwaye arm deep with an exacto in a class,just by acting like i'll stab him..he end up in the hospital and got like 6 stacks.
I stole all the answer on year in the mathematics challenge...end up getting good grades just by copying it.
I did 3-4 copy and reflexions a week by primary 2 to 6....went to high school and end up being fucking scared of other kids there...they were living it way more bad ass than i did...i was shock i was thinking i was a bad ass...but no.
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Best post ever, straight lyrical.
I went to my local church after a garage community sale and stole 287 $ in the cash register of the mini-snack bar it was at night i was drunk and end up going to sleep with all the money in my pockets,waking up next day already dressed up and count how much i did...God is not good with me since so i confess a lot and try to apologize...maybe i'll give it back one day.
Went to a party and we knew another party was elsewhere so we end up drunk at the other party and secretly call the cops...we left so the cops went there and bust all the kids with weed,liquor and coke and no parental supervision....went back to school next week and some kids was in a new family for being bad and an orphant...but it was because of us...me and my homebwayes.
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In grade 12 or possibly 11 my friend and I and usually a third and sometimes fourth interchangable character would drive past the private school and egg the kids coming back from lunch. We did this everyday for months, until they finally got caught, i wasnt there that day by some stroke of luck. Prior to this, some one at the private school who happened to know my friend ended up getting questioned about it because they also had a black SUV. I dont even know why we did it, I didnt particularly have anything against the people or school.
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They probably just seemed like the best target.
Did anyone else used to steal "chromies" from car tires and put them on your bike?
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If you remember this games (90's)
I tried to skitch in real life. I was fuggin stupid!
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Thought selling weed in school was an ok idea. i got caught.
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In 8th grade I got caught pissing ina garbage can at school
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this is already a old thread but ill jsut say one time i called my friend pat to blaze in grade 12 during exam time and he said "man our law exam is in 15 minutes" i ran to school to get to the exam i didnt study for and then i forgot my text book so they wouldnt let me write my exam so i kicked over all these garbage cans and screamed "FUCK PRESTON" and kicked dents in a bunch of lockers. i ran home and drank baileys and cried to myself. i still passed the course but got kicked out of that school. luckily i had graduated just in time.
This story makes less sense than the flick story. Who is Preston? Did you get kicked out of school or graduate? It's one or the other. Nobody gets expelled from a school and given a diploma. That defeats the purpose. Also who the fuck forgets about a high school final? It's not like college or something, which would be ridiculous too, but at least in college you aren't expected to go to the same place at the same time every single day.
Don't get me wrong, this story is amazing, but not for the reasons you say. It's kind of like this video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BpnC36jS1co
Also, fuck yeah I stole chromies. I had bmw caps with the extension things trucks have on my bike.
chunkysalsa- skitching is not stupid, its efficient.
I got some of my own stories I'll put up later when I have time. Most involve vandalism and reckless driving. Some suburban teenager bullshit.
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i jumped onto a moving train - like in the movies - and rode it for about a 1/2 mile and then jumped off. my friends were blown away. they thought i was running away from home
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i might have mentioned this before but oh well,
happened many years ago when i was about 5/6 years old. i was at the public library playing some games on the computer, and notice a father and son duo waiting for a vacant seat. all of a sudden, i feel the urge to take a piss , real bad.
but, i was too obsessed and wouldn't get up.
so i ended up pissing my self right there in the seat, after that i walked off
and i heard that father son duo yell in disgust as they met my puddle
another time i was playing tag with my neighbors around the block, i ended up hiding in some laundry mat and i had to take a big shit.
i shat on this rag on the floor and for some reason i smeared it all over the wall.
i got caught
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One time,this kid from the neighborhood was ,moving away and nobody liked him so like 15 kids pretty much jumped him and beat thel living shit out of him.It was ridicolous.People were throwing dirt in his eyes and beating him with sticks and shit.Kinda bummed i was apart of it.
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One of my friends used to live across the street from a bagel place and right next to a nicely paved parking lot which became our meetup/late night sesh spot during that time. One night we were skating flat there at about 3 in the morning when we notice a truck pull into the bagel place's parking lot. It dumps a garbage bag on the front stoop and then leaves. Confused, we decided to go over and check it out. It turns out the bag was filled with the bakery rolls for the next day. We steal the bag and spend the rest of the night eating as many buttered rolls as humanly possible.
We came out of this unscathed, but my friends happen to be fucking brain-dead and decide to do this for the next three nights. On the last night of doing it, one of my friends goes to take the bag when the front door of the bagel place swings open and my friend gets cracked across the back with a baseball bat by the owner. Long story short: dude flips out, cops get called, no charges pressed.
My friends don't understand the concept of quitting while you're ahead.
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When I was 1 I crawled in a 2 story high gutter
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When I was 1 I crawled in a 2 story high gutter
How did you get there? That's impressive for a one year old!
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I had this sick Edmonton Oilers Letterman jacket when I was younger and I wore that shit everywhere, when I found out how tough the leather sleeves were i would lay down in the snow and get my dog to bite onto the sleeves and drag me around.
I used to eat mad dog food, i would actually fill up a bowl and munch out on it.
Also before I went to sleep and when I woke up I would just lay day and bang my head on the bed repeatedly. Probably for about an hour or so, apparently babies do the same thing to get high.
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i'm sort of responsible for burning my friends house down when i was in 6th grade. he was flicking matches at me while i was on the top of his bunk bed. he kept doing it over and over like an asshole and i thought they were all put out, he even double checked or so he thought. then we left his house and went to my house. a few hours later his neighbor show up at my house telling him his house burned down. the house was a total lost but that wasn't the worst part, all his pets died in the fire(2 dogs, 3 cats, and 1 bird, 1 cat lived because she was outside). i have no idea if he ever told his parents the truth but that was probably the dumbest/worstest shit ever.
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That's a horrible story :(
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When I was probably 8 or so my class took a field trip to chinatown and my friend and I bought some real metal ninja throwing stars. I don't know why they sold em to us. After school we went to his house and his mom was gone we went out on his roof and started throwing the ninja stars at his neighbors house trying to get them to stick in the side of the house. We weren't really considering that it was someones house, you know, it was just like a big target. Needless to say the neighbors called the cops and his mom came home when the cops were there .
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i'm sort of responsible for burning my friends house down when i was in 6th grade. he was (http://i50.tinypic.com/eg26x4.jpg)ing matches at me while i was on the top of his bunk bed. he kept doing it over and over like an asshole and i thought they were all put out, he even double checked or so he thought. then we left his house and went to my house. a few hours later his neighbor show up at my house telling him his house burned down. the house was a total lost but that wasn't the worst part, all his pets died in the fire(2 dogs, 3 cats, and 1 bird, 1 cat lived because she was outside). i have no idea if he ever told his parents the truth but that was probably the dumbest/worstest shit ever.
were so im guessing it was a gay house full of sissy animals that you burned down and killed?
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Totally believable since Faster! probably wasn't as concerned with how men smell, what colors they wear, and homosexuality at grade 6. I can't imagine what he replaced said concerns with beside burning down houses and killing animals :D
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inspired by this video
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8pVxNZsTu4o&feature=player_embedded
i once tried to remove a frisbee from a tree that hung two stories up, inevitably fell off and i fell all the way down onto brick. learned my lesson.
HAHAHAHAHAHA the commentary was great
When I was 16, I got my first legit job at a local TJ-Maxx store because my buddy told me about how his brother worked there and had a scheme to load up shopping carts worth of clothes, mark them as layaway, and wheel them out to his car. Long story short, and keeping in mind that this was my klepto peak, I tried to steal shortbread cookies of all things and got caught 2 weeks into the job. Luckily didn't get arrested because I wasn't 17 yet but my first arrest came a year later for boozing in the car with dumb sluts.
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this is already a old thread but ill jsut say one time i called my friend pat to blaze in grade 12 during exam time and he said "man our law exam is in 15 minutes" i ran to school to get to the exam i didnt study for and then i forgot my text book so they wouldnt let me write my exam so i kicked over all these garbage cans and screamed "FUCK PRESTON" and kicked dents in a bunch of lockers. i ran home and drank baileys and cried to myself. i still passed the course but got kicked out of that school. luckily i had graduated just in time.
Don't get me wrong, this story is amazing, but not for the reasons you say. It's kind of like this video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BpnC36jS1co
Also, fuck yeah I stole chromies. I had bmw caps with the extension things trucks have on my bike.
chunkysalsa- skitching is not stupid, its efficient.
I got some of my own stories I'll put up later when I have time. Most involve vandalism and reckless driving. Some suburban teenager bullshit.
That best sex ever video was so funny ahaha
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this kid I grew up with drove up to me on this long mellow hill I was bombing, he was smoking a big-ass bubbler pipe & slowed down for me to grab onto his truck. I was smoking on the thing while clutching to his truck for dear life because the speed wobbles were ridiculous, he was just coasting the hill with me basically so we had some good speed going. That's pretty much it, I rode it out all good, hit the pipe a couple times while we had a quick lil chat as I hadn't seen him in a while. Though it's not the stupidest thing I ever did, I always think about how horrible that could've played out in so many ways and I still can't believe I was so dumb.
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this was filmed from my car in the summer. I was smoking and watching it from the backseat while a 13 year old steered and filmed, 2 friends were on the roof, one was hanging off the side of the car and we let the car coast all the way to the bottom of the hill before the kid got anywhere near the brake. I cant even imagine how many things could have gone wrong...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C5fcGiG71Hg
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i'm sort of responsible for burning my friends house down when i was in 6th grade. he was (http://i50.tinypic.com/eg26x4.jpg)ing matches at me while i was on the top of his bunk bed. he kept doing it over and over like an asshole and i thought they were all put out, he even double checked or so he thought. then we left his house and went to my house. a few hours later his neighbor show up at my house telling him his house burned down. the house was a total lost but that wasn't the worst part, all his pets died in the fire(2 dogs, 3 cats, and 1 bird, 1 cat lived because she was outside). i have no idea if he ever told his parents the truth but that was probably the dumbest/worstest shit ever.
you are such an asshole.
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One time in 4th grade, I had this really ugly miniature persian cat that had a flat face. And I just didn't like the cat, plus I thought my dog was cooler. Well one night with a friend, we got bored and decided to film a knock off Steve Irwin episode or some shit in my house. So we grabbed the video cam and he began to film me pretending to approach my cat in the "wild". Well, I got carried away and put my cat in a pillow case and swung it around above my head. I did so many other bad things too, nothing dangerous, I was just being regular. Well, parents found the tape of the whole thing and just beat my ass. Then I couldn't hang out with that friend anymore.
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this was filmed from my car in the summer. I was smoking and watching it from the backseat while a 13 year old steered and filmed, 2 friends were on the roof, one was hanging off the side of the car and we let the car coast all the way to the bottom of the hill before the kid got anywhere near the brake. I cant even imagine how many things could have gone wrong...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C5fcGiG71Hg
this dude i went to high school with died in a similar situati0n, he was on top of a car, the car slowed down he fell off and got run over. absolutely terrible. he was a cool guy too.
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this was filmed from my car in the summer. I was smoking and watching it from the backseat while a 13 year old steered and filmed, 2 friends were on the roof, one was hanging off the side of the car and we let the car coast all the way to the bottom of the hill before the kid got anywhere near the brake. I cant even imagine how many things could have gone wrong...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C5fcGiG71Hg
fuuuuuuuck. im glad nothing like that happened, it totally could have since the kid could have not known what he was doing and slammed on the brakes instead of easing to a stop. that video totally gave me flashbacks on what an strange day that was...
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i jumped onto a moving train - like in the movies - and rode it for about a 1/2 mile and then jumped off. my friends were blown away. they thought i was running away from home
hahahaha this sounds like my friend Ben, he did the exact same thing.
My friends and I in like sixth grade would pick up hand fulls of small rocks, bigger than pebbles but no larger than like a quarter, and toss them up in the air. We would then stand absolutely still and see if we would get hit by the falling rocks, that game lasted all of about one or two rounds
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this is already a old thread but ill jsut say one time i called my friend pat to blaze in grade 12 during exam time and he said "man our law exam is in 15 minutes" i ran to school to get to the exam i didnt study for and then i forgot my text book so they wouldnt let me write my exam so i kicked over all these garbage cans and screamed "FUCK PRESTON" and kicked dents in a bunch of lockers. i ran home and drank baileys and cried to myself. i still passed the course but got kicked out of that school. luckily i had graduated just in time.
Don't get me wrong, this story is amazing, but not for the reasons you say. It's kind of like this video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BpnC36jS1co
Also, fuck yeah I stole chromies. I had bmw caps with the extension things trucks have on my bike.
chunkysalsa- skitching is not stupid, its efficient.
I got some of my own stories I'll put up later when I have time. Most involve vandalism and reckless driving. Some suburban teenager bullshit.
sorry that was confusing... Preston High School is the school... I live in a town called Preston in Cambridge, Ontario, Canada.
2nd part - I did graduate but I had planned on going back the next year because my grades were shit and i wanted to go to university or college. the principal told me that i was not allowed to go back to preston i had to find somewhere else to upgrade my marks.
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That's a horrible story :(
i was getting choked up just writing it. it was and still is the worst shit ever. it wasn't really even my fault but just knowing that i was there, its hard not to feel responsible. i still remember what each of them look like and all of their names, i truly loved them all. what made it a thousands times worse was that i watched each of them grow up from when they were babies. i wish i never shared this story, its seriously breaking my heart thinking about it now. :'(
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i'm sort of responsible for burning my friends house down when i was in 6th grade. he was (http://i50.tinypic.com/eg26x4.jpg)ing matches at me while i was on the top of his bunk bed. he kept doing it over and over like an asshole and i thought they were all put out, he even double checked or so he thought. then we left his house and went to my house. a few hours later his neighbor show up at my house telling him his house burned down. the house was a total lost but that wasn't the worst part, all his pets died in the fire(2 dogs, 3 cats, and 1 bird, 1 cat lived because she was outside). i have no idea if he ever told his parents the truth but that was probably the dumbest/worstest shit ever.
that was probably the worst? i hope that was the worst
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One thing that stands out for how regular it was and how badly it could have ended was this; I cut down a tree(wasn't that thick, a little bit thicker than your average basketball pole but big enough to fuck something up) and then leaned it against a tree branch in the shape of a v, tied a rope around around the tree branch and hid in the woods until a car came. I then pulled the rope and me and my friends watched as the tree fell over on top of the cars hood. I'm not sure if it fucked up the car because we fucking bolted through the woods but it made a loud ass noise.
One thing that always makes me sick to my stomach thinking about what could have happened is when my friends and I tied a giant ass rubber band across the road. It was real funny just watching people pull up all confused as fuck then just untie it and go along. But then a guy on a motorcycle started coming down the road. Luckily me and my friends weren't completely regular and we ran into the road and untied it. But thinking about what could have happened to that dude always gives me chills.
Another time I ding dong ditched this house but my friend stayed on the porch with an air horn and when the dude walked outside he just blew it in his ear. That wasn't that regular just really funny/mean.
I've got a lot more but I can't think of any right now.
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Way too much stuff to list everything, i still do some pretty dumb shit now and i'm 21.
Me and my friends stole this HUGE exercise ball from this girls house we were at once, we would keep at our friends house and hide behind the hedge and fuckin nail cars with it, almost every time this would lead to us running from the cops
Another time we were driving home from some hs party, and this weirdo is riding his bike in the middle of the street, i'm now stopped at a light so he stops riding his bike stares at us then keeps riding, so my friends are like fuck this turn around, so I whip the car around we come up from behind and launch glass bottles at him, one hits his back tire and he falls off. The next day, we were skating in some parking lot got in my car to get ready to leave, as were all sitting in my car, I look in my rear view mirror and the same crazy looking motherfucker is now standing behind my car staring at us, my friend starts screaming GO GO GO!!!, and I took off. It was like the beginning to a bad horror movie, and we were convinced this dude was gonna find us and give us our pay back.
Me and my friends were huge assholes when we were younger, if kids showed up to our spots that we didn't like we wouldn't let them leave unless they gave us money or cried. One time we made this kid take off his shoes then all spit in them and then made him put them back on in front of us, another time a kid who fucked with one of our friends mom showed up to our spot on his scooter, so i chased him down threw him off his scooter then me and friends took his scooter then began to smash it on this cement planter until it broke, on top of that me made the kid sit indian style and watch the whole thing.
Hell just this halloween I threw an 8ft ladder out a 4 story apt window on to St. Marks. I'm sure I'll remember more stuff later too, between me and the guys I grew up with we could write a lengthy book on all the awful shit we've done.
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on the chairlfit my friend threw this gnarly iceball into this skiier's face once and he got FUCKED UP
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Way too much stuff to list everything, i still do some pretty dumb shit now and i'm 21.
Me and my friends stole this HUGE exercise ball from this girls house we were at once, we would keep at our friends house and hide behind the hedge and fuckin nail cars with it, almost every time this would lead to us running from the cops
Reminds me of something I used to do back when I was a kid too. When I was in the 4th grade I lived in a neighborhood that was right next to a freeway, so me and the rest of the cul de sac kids would get together every now and then to throw rocks at the cars driving on the freeway. We'd hide behind a wall that was facing the freeway, throw a bunch of rocks at whatever cars we could, then hurry up and duck so we were not seen. I still laugh about it thinking back, even though it was pretty fucked up.
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i'm kind of paranoid about posting incriminating things these days...
to this day, two nights a week, there is a refrigerated train that houses cases of red dog and milwaukee's best less than 2 miles from where i live.
En route to said train there are projects on on side of the track and many trestles that span 50 yards, 20-30 feet over the river. These made for interesting nights. There's also a spot called "the brick yard," due to the the fact that it was once a brick foundry that drew clay from the river to produce bricks, it is now a few square miles of broken up bricks, foundation, 6 ponds, and is filled with a massive bamboo grove. During summer, it's tent city for a the local homeless junkie population. There were a few nights of scuffles.
Urban exploration into two of the local abandoned mental facilities were wild too, one was being used for SWAT training.
Other stories revolve around cars, imbibing, baseball bats, glass, busy roadways, i'm not going any further.
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speaking of breaking stuff, my friends and i used to drive around with big ass rocks and throw them at parked cars in the middle of the night. i remember 4 of us all got out to smash the windows on this one car. we surrounded it from all 4 sides, counted down and everyone threw their rocks. these weren't exactly small rocks, it was more like a small boulder, you had to use both hands to pick them up and throw them, like the size of a honey dew.
anyway, i'm at the back windshield but when my friend who was at the front threw his, it went through the front and bounced out of the back. POW!, a frickin boulder just hit me in the chest! i was dazed for a few, like what just happened?, it totally knocked the wind out of me. so i start coming around and all my friends are yelling to get in the car, so i book it toward the car, going around the back of the car to get to the right passenger side. but it was all wet so i slipped out turning the corner and hit the side of my head on the back bumper.
now i'm totally laid out in the middle of the street, snow angel style. so boys jumped out the car, picked me up and throw me in the back and we make our getaway. i was so frickin hurt, i mean i've been hit my a rock before but a boulder!, that shit was just ridiculous. then smashing my head against the back bumper took the pain to another level. from then on we drove around with sledge hammers, no more rocks!
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i used to save up my weeks worth of lunch money from school to buy smoke bombs and firecrackers in middle school. me and a friend would hide up on a hill after school and throw them at kids' parents' cars while they were driving and shit until we got suspended. after that we started throwing them at cars from freeway overpasses
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In school my friend used to live 2 houses away from the school fence but you had to pass through his neighbours backyard to get into his backyard. He showed me the way and said that it was cool with his neighbour if we went through his yard but one day I was on my way to his place and I was passing through his neighbours yard when a huge german shepard comes running at me from out of no where. I ran back the way I had come and nearly tripped on the way. Made it over the fence ok but if that dog had of got to me it would not have hesitated to rip me to shreds.
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I remember stealing chromies, but we called them dusties. The 'Bullet' dustie was always the most desirable, so I was overjoyed to find one. Unfortunately my asshole cousin told everyone that I had one, resulting in me being beaten by older kids and the dustie being taken from me.
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this goes under dumb
crashed this girls party. got into her dads shotgun storage unit thing. grabbed the 10 gauge ,fired off a few. get into a car in front of the house trying to cop head from a youngin. an officer sneaks up knocks on the window and asks if we heard gunshots. we both said no but for some reason she later mentions that there were guns inside of the house. cops went inside the house (took me and the girl out of the car back)they asked the few questions to the randoms that didnt run when the police showed. they took one kid aside drilling him a bunch of questions. putting the pressure on him with the bullshit they say like" youre going to jail if you dont tell us who shot the gun"
i came out of the barthroom to wash my hands clean of the gunpowder. looked at the kid and i knew by the look on his face he said something stupid. the dude ratted on me. he and i both go to jail. i let him know how much of a faggot he was while sitting on a bench no wider that a remote. because of that we got seperated and let us go at different times. that was the last i seen him
it was so long ago and stupid. so long that i forget what i was even charged with.
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when i was in the 8th grade my best friend went on vacation to south carolina and gave us a key to his backyard so me and my other friend could use the pool, hot tub and shit (his house was a total mansion so it was a real treat at the time)..
it was the start of summer and my buddy just got a shitty report card and wanted to get rid of it. so one night we went into that backyard and busted into the shed looking for a bbq lighter but found a whole tank of gasoline and being the fucking morons we were we didnt quite understand how flamable that shit is...
we ended up downing the envelope with 3/4 of the tank, the remaining quarter we thew around his backyard just to get rid of it.
my friend had gas on his legs from pouring it, so when i threw the match in his lower half caught fire and he sprinted into the pool destroying his ipod, phone, weed, and ruining his shoes.
meanwhile the whole backyard is covered in flames, we paniked and ran around the block for 10 minutes.. we came back with a bucket and started pouring water on the flames and that just spread the fire. then we got a shuvel and tossed dirt on it all.
we came back the next day and the backyard was just destroyed, the ground was all black and dug up from the shuvels, the patio was also black and so was a bit of the backside of the house, the pool was covered in shit, probably from the gasoline or something.
im still pretty good friends with the kid today but never gonna tell him what went down cause i remember he was telling me someone broke into the backyard when he was gone and caused thousands of dollars of damage.
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One thing that stands out for how regular it was and how badly it could have ended was this; I cut down a tree(wasn't that thick, a little bit thicker than your average basketball pole but big enough to fuck something up) and then leaned it against a tree branch in the shape of a v, tied a rope around around the tree branch and hid in the woods until a car came. I then pulled the rope and me and my friends watched as the tree fell over on top of the cars hood. I'm not sure if it fucked up the car because we fucking bolted through the woods but it made a loud ass noise.
One thing that always makes me sick to my stomach thinking about what could have happened is when my friends and I tied a giant ass rubber band across the road. It was real funny just watching people pull up all confused as fuck then just untie it and go along. But then a guy on a motorcycle started coming down the road. Luckily me and my friends weren't completely regular and we ran into the road and untied it. But thinking about what could have happened to that dude always gives me chills.
Another time I ding dong ditched this house but my friend stayed on the porch with an air horn and when the dude walked outside he just blew it in his ear. That wasn't that regular just really funny/mean.
I've got a lot more but I can't think of any right now.
one time in high school me and my friends burned a line of gasoline across this street and some car just pulled up, stopped, and started honking at it
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I love these type of threads. I didn't really do anything crazy, but when I was young me and my friend would always play "soccer" inside my house, and I fell and smashed my eyebrow open. had to get a bunch of stitches and I still have a gay ass scar on my eyebrow.
Friend there is no such thing as a gay facial scar. You get to look intimidating and have a certain level of mystique about you. Chicks drip over that shit
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I love these type of threads. I didn't really do anything crazy, but when I was young me and my friend would always play "soccer" inside my house, and I fell and smashed my eyebrow open. had to get a bunch of stitches and I still have a gay ass scar on my eyebrow.
Friend there is no such thing as a gay facial scar. You get to look intimidating and have a certain level of mystique about you. Chicks drip over that shit
"chicks drip over that shit"
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one time in high school me and my friends burned a line of gasoline across this street and some car just pulled up, stopped, and started honking at it
used to do shit like that all the time. we used to line up shopping carts from the local supermarket across the road. it was in a 30mph zone so we knew there was no real threat to a car...never thought about a motorcycle though. people would just get out and honk, turn around or sometimes one or two people would move a few of the carts to drive through. this turned into stealing shopping carts and hucking them off this 100ft bridge nearby into a river during the night.
throwing rocks at cars was a must - but we eventually upgraded to old christmas light bulbs packed in snowballs. when it was warmer weather, it was time to go to the high school and shoot out the lightbulbs of the scoreboard with bb guns. i heard this was the worst thing ever - because the only way to get the bulb out was to unscrew it from the bulb, so whoever the poor fuck was that had to change all of those, had to stick his hand into hundreds of sockets filled with broken glass to try and unscrew the remainder of the bulb.
probably one of the cooler things was when a bunch of us had a party at like 17 years old...a car full of older girls came that we didnt know. they show up to the house, get drunk and go crazy. i remember a buddy saying he didnt want one of the chicks there because they would get the cops called on us so we tell them we're all going down the street to this other houseparty. they get out on the lawn, we lock them out and just continue to party without them. i guess all five of them were fucked up and decided they had to drive anyway. about a mile down the road they got pulled over and got a list of charges. the driver got a dwi under the age of 21 (license gone for a year plus about 2 grand in fines) i guess they bumped a parked car, seatbelt tickets, failure to signal, failure to yeild to an officer...all these fuckin bogus charges. some of the chicks were locked up for a day or two since they were 18 or 19. one of the chicks became my girlfriend sadly.
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one of the chicks became my girlfriend sadly.
haha
my neighborhood friends and i were inspired by ninja turtles, and we knew about an entrance to the sewer system in our neighborhood. we were all around 8-10 years old so we could fit in these drainage pipes (which were miles long by the way). all you could see down there was light at the end of each tunnel where a drain on the road was. i went in and explored for hours not realizing that my friends had left and gone home at some point. then i realized i didn't remember how to get back to the entrance. it took probably an hour 1/2 of crawling through spider webs until i found the entrance, right before the sun went down. that may not seem that scary to read, but imagine being like 10 years old...gave me nightmares.
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My friend from grade school who I skated with and lived around the corner from called me one day and said he found an abandoned car, and we should check it out. So I rode my bike down the road and saw him standing outside of the junkyard next to this car. In our young minds we saw a car, a junkyard, nobody in the car, so it seemed like a perfectly reasonable time to smash the windows. We broke the back window with a brick and found the car jack inside, threw that through the windshield for about an hour, stomp on the hood, ripped off the mirrors. All the while cars were driving by and looking at us. It didn't occur to me until about 4 years later that we just got lucky and smashed up some car on the side of the road. Lucky for us cop didn't drive by haha
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My friend from grade school who I skated with and lived around the corner from called me one day and said he found an abandoned car, and we should check it out. So I rode my bike down the road and saw him standing outside of the junkyard next to this car. In our young minds we saw a car, a junkyard, nobody in the car, so it seemed like a perfectly reasonable time to smash the windows. We broke the back window with a brick and found the car jack inside, threw that through the windshield for about an hour, stomp on the hood, ripped off the mirrors. All the while cars were driving by and looking at us. It didn't occur to me until about 4 years later that we just got lucky and smashed up some car on the side of the road. Lucky for us cop didn't drive by haha
hahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahaha that's hilarious
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Right when we got our licenses my friends and I would drive through supermarket parking lots with one of us in the trunk screaming "Let me out! For the love of god let me out!" while the others smiled and waved to customers. That was fun.
That itself reminds me of when I was about 5/6 and my brother was about 8/9 we would hold up signs in our mother's minivan that read "Help! Kidnap!" This was before cell phones, so all we got was petrified looks and not calls to the police. That was really fun.
More later when I'm sober.
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I went to my local church after a garage community sale and stole 287 $ in the cash register of the mini-snack bar it was at night i was drunk and end up going to sleep with all the money in my pockets,waking up next day already dressed up and count how much i did...God is not good with me since so i confess a lot and try to apologize...maybe i'll give it back one day.
I was drunk and was walking tru some backstreetbwayes alleys and i saw a purse on a kitchen table at 3am,so i walk tru the gate open up,walk to the back door,it was unlock and put one foot inside the kitchen and end up opening the purse and i took 90$ out of it.It was like december 22nd so i maybe stole money for a kid gift...i know somebody was there a TV was open in the front.
I was drunk so i end up braking a window just anex of a Chinese corner store where i was working the summer before doing bike-delieveries where i was stealing beers too so i just brake-in tru the appt window,end up in a kitchen counter,i didnt even know if somebody was there but i knew that the appt and the corner store connect so i opened the inside store door but everything was locked,beers and wine and cigarrettes and the cash register so i end up stealing 27 and plus of pornos mags...went home in a snow storm with a fucking pack sac full of pornos and in my arms drunk and stoned with a cutted up finger because i broke the window with an ice block to get in and end up cutting a finger when i went in...went to hospital next day,got 2 stacks on it when back to my mom house,open up my closet where i hide my mags and masturbate 4 days long with a sliced up finger.
By summer time i went in a party with all my best homebwayes we were 15 years old,smoke weed and drink a lot then went to 3 corner store around 10:30 pm just before closing time we just rush in maybe 4-5 of us and we stole for 100 $ of beers,the last store held up one of our friend in hostage so we ad to give up back the two 12 packs we stole then i end up pissing tru a basement little window it was only the grill (the anti-bees) and all my piss went to a leather couch just there in a someone living room...all the rainy piss drops bounce to it and going to a carpet...it was so much of a big piss it was long and i was scarred being caught,it was so fun.
I punch hard in the face a girl at elementary school because she woulndt get the fuck out of my slide so i end up getting slap across the face by a woman teacher saying i'll beat my kids one day.
Went to the woods with my cousin and saw a big private tank-gas so when end up empty it, it took 1 hour long with the pump and we were searching for fire...we didnt have it,we wanted to blow it and maybe ourselves too at the same time so its a good thing we didnt have fire...end up being caught and we only pay 180 $ each,all my economy...we were lucky we wasted 1000$ worth of gas for nothing from a poor homebwaye dude.
Went to a party and we knew another party was elsewhere so we end up drunk at the other party and secretly call the cops...we left so the cops went there and bust all the kids with weed,liquor and coke and no parental supervision....went back to school next week and some kids was in a new family for being bad and an orphant...but it was because of us...me and my homebwayes.
I cut my homebwaye arm deep with an exacto in a class,just by acting like i'll stab him..he end up in the hospital and got like 6 stacks.
I stole all the answer on year in the mathematics challenge...end up getting good grades just by copying it.
I did 3-4 copy and reflexions a week by primary 2 to 6....went to high school and end up being fucking scared of other kids there...they were living it way more bad ass than i did...i was shock i was thinking i was a bad ass...but no.
im sorry this just had to come back this is probably one of the top 10 posts of slap ever
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i got suspended for bullying a kid older and bigger than me in grade 6.
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me,my brother, and one of my brother's friends were in this field burning shit and the thing kinda got out of hand, so the whole field lit up and we ran away. weird thing is no one called the police or fire dept. or anything so it burned for like 2 hrs. but's it's all good, there is an arby's there now.
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One time in 8th grade me and couple friends were walking through the neighborhood and thought it'd be funny to stage a "fake jump" on one of us when a car came by. So we see this white SUV approaching and start "wailing" on our a friend. He's making all these screams and shit and the guy gets out his car and starts yelling at us and so we sprinted off. Me and friend ran into this ally way and hid in this fence that had a weird pocket to it and I remember seeing the white SUV slowly driving by us and I fucking frozen stiff. After it passed by we tried to make our way out of the neighborhood but where ever we went we saw the same SUV driving around. Luckily no cops came or that shit would've gone bad. After a half hour of hiding, we finally made it back to my apt safely.
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I've always wanted to ollie on to the hood of a car.
Back in 2nd grade I burned my favorite pair of pants, these orange cargo pants from gap that were dope as hell. Well, it was winter and shit and I was cold and I watched this episode of Boy Meets World where Cory microwaves his socks to make them warm. So I thought it'd be a great idea to microwave my pants to make them warm. I put them in for like a minute and they started sparking and shit after a little while. I took them out and they had these crispy holes in the pants from the metal on the pants. I completely ruined them and cried.
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i've never admitted this to anyone, so here goes. when i first started skating (around 10-11 years ago) my friends and i found all these kittens creeping out the bottom of someone's apartment patio. we all lived in this apartment complex and one of my friends lived next to the owner of these kittens and he said they were gone on vacation. it was one of those buildings where there's 2 rooms on the bottom and 2 on the top. so we decide to striaght up start chucking these cats as high as we can against the apartment walls. we litereally threw them 20-30 feet in the air and they just bounced off these walls, landing on the concrete. we did this for maybe 10 minutes untill i looked at one of the kittens and he was bleeding and crying. that was probably the most fucked up thing i've ever done and have kept that to myself since i was 13
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i've never admitted this to anyone, so here goes. when i first started skating (around 10-11 years ago) my friends and i found all these kittens creeping out the bottom of someone's apartment patio. we all lived in this apartment complex and one of my friends lived next to the owner of these kittens and he said they were gone on vacation. it was one of those buildings where there's 2 rooms on the bottom and 2 on the top. so we decide to striaght up start chucking these cats as high as we can against the apartment walls. we litereally threw them 20-30 feet in the air and they just bounced off these walls, landing on the concrete. we did this for maybe 10 minutes untill i looked at one of the kittens and he was bleeding and crying. that was probably the most fucked up thing i've ever done and have kept that to myself since i was 13
its hard to not judge someone for something like this. God Damn you were an asshole and i hope something really bad happened to you after this
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i've never admitted this to anyone, so here goes. when i first started skating (around 10-11 years ago) my friends and i found all these kittens creeping out the bottom of someone's apartment patio. we all lived in this apartment complex and one of my friends lived next to the owner of these kittens and he said they were gone on vacation. it was one of those buildings where there's 2 rooms on the bottom and 2 on the top. so we decide to striaght up start chucking these cats as high as we can against the apartment walls. we litereally threw them 20-30 feet in the air and they just bounced off these walls, landing on the concrete. we did this for maybe 10 minutes untill i looked at one of the kittens and he was bleeding and crying. that was probably the most fucked up thing i've ever done and have kept that to myself since i was 13
its hard to not judge someone for something like this. God Damn you were an asshole and i hope something really bad happened to you after this
nope, nothing really bad happened to me after that incident. i know that there's lots of cat lovers in here and i'd probably get kooked for this, but i felt the need to confess this story. i was young and i'd never done anything like that before. anyways, i went to new york 5 years ago for a writing class and a kid i became friends with in my class went skating with me during lunchtime. i think we were by this roller rink in manhattan by the ocean. we see that the roller rink is empty and there's a bunch of completes lying on the ground. we look around and no one is monitering this area. we walk in and pretend to be buying sodas from the vending machine right next to the boards. we each grab a complete and take the fuck off. a few days later i go to a show to see Ruins and Psychic Ills by myself. i got drunk and went back to the place i was staying at (a friend's uncle's apartment in the bronx) i kept knocking on the door and screaming for them to hear me, but no one heard anything. so i try to climb the fire escape, i get to the top and i fucking slip off and fall atleast 15 feet and land on concrete. it kinda was like in slow motion and as i was flipping upside down i thought i was dead. i wake up, am on the ground at like 4 am and this random bum walks by and says "damn, you got knocked the fuck out!!" and walked away. that's new york and instant karma for ya.
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i've never admitted this to anyone, so here goes. when i first started skating (around 10-11 years ago) my friends and i found all these kittens creeping out the bottom of someone's apartment patio. we all lived in this apartment complex and one of my friends lived next to the owner of these kittens and he said they were gone on vacation. it was one of those buildings where there's 2 rooms on the bottom and 2 on the top. so we decide to striaght up start chucking these cats as high as we can against the apartment walls. we litereally threw them 20-30 feet in the air and they just bounced off these walls, landing on the concrete. we did this for maybe 10 minutes untill i looked at one of the kittens and he was bleeding and crying. that was probably the most fucked up thing i've ever done and have kept that to myself since i was 13
i know you did this a long time ago and that you feel horrible about it, but still, fuck you so hard, i hope a panther eats you alive.
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one time when i was like 8, me and my brother and 1 another friend were throwing snowballs at cars. We were hiding behind a big pile of snow, like on the side of the road where snow plows push all the snow. Well, were we hitting some cars and one of them we hit some dude got out of his car and he chased us. I was super short and the snow was super deep so i couldnt run very fast or far and he caught me first and then grabbed me by my coat while dragging me to catch my brother. My friend got away but me and my brother got caught and he made us get into his car and drive to our house. When i got home my mom answered the door and we had to apologize to him. i felt bad cause my older brother got whipped with the belt and yelled and i got off scotch free just because my mom said he was supposed to be looking out for me and not getting me into trouble.
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i've never admitted this to anyone, so here goes. when i first started skating (around 10-11 years ago) my friends and i found all these kittens creeping out the bottom of someone's apartment patio. we all lived in this apartment complex and one of my friends lived next to the owner of these kittens and he said they were gone on vacation. it was one of those buildings where there's 2 rooms on the bottom and 2 on the top. so we decide to striaght up start chucking these cats as high as we can against the apartment walls. we litereally threw them 20-30 feet in the air and they just bounced off these walls, landing on the concrete. we did this for maybe 10 minutes untill i looked at one of the kittens and he was bleeding and crying. that was probably the most fucked up thing i've ever done and have kept that to myself since i was 13
you should continue to keep that to yourself
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i've never admitted this to anyone, so here goes. when i first started skating (around 10-11 years ago) my friends and i found all these kittens creeping out the bottom of someone's apartment patio. we all lived in this apartment complex and one of my friends lived next to the owner of these kittens and he said they were gone on vacation. it was one of those buildings where there's 2 rooms on the bottom and 2 on the top. so we decide to striaght up start chucking these cats as high as we can against the apartment walls. we litereally threw them 20-30 feet in the air and they just bounced off these walls, landing on the concrete. we did this for maybe 10 minutes untill i looked at one of the kittens and he was bleeding and crying. that was probably the most fucked up thing i've ever done and have kept that to myself since i was 13
you should continue to keep that to yourself
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well, it's a lil late for me to keep it to myself, isn't it? i knew all you kittie lovers would give me shit for it, but i was fucking 12 or 13 and i have no idea why we did that. nothing i can do about it now. sorry for sharing
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Smokecrack you are evil. And not cool evil like King Diamond. I shall kook you every time I see your name.
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Smokecrack you are evil. And not cool evil like King Diamond. I shall kook you every time I see your name.
damn, i've literally felt really bad about this for years. if you're gonna kook me everytime you see me for sharing something that i've been very ashamed of my whole life, then that's fine. i just felt like getting this off my chest. i've never done anything like that before or after that incident.
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Evilllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll!
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Way too much stuff to list everything, i still do some pretty dumb shit now and i'm 21.
Me and my friends stole this HUGE exercise ball from this girls house we were at once, we would keep at our friends house and hide behind the hedge and fuckin nail cars with it, almost every time this would lead to us running from the cops
Another time we were driving home from some hs party, and this weirdo is riding his bike in the middle of the street, i'm now stopped at a light so he stops riding his bike stares at us then keeps riding, so my friends are like fuck this turn around, so I whip the car around we come up from behind and launch glass bottles at him, one hits his back tire and he falls off. The next day, we were skating in some parking lot got in my car to get ready to leave, as were all sitting in my car, I look in my rear view mirror and the same crazy looking motherfucker is now standing behind my car staring at us, my friend starts screaming GO GO GO!!!, and I took off. It was like the beginning to a bad horror movie, and we were convinced this dude was gonna find us and give us our pay back.
Me and my friends were huge assholes when we were younger, if kids showed up to our spots that we didn't like we wouldn't let them leave unless they gave us money or cried. One time we made this kid take off his shoes then all spit in them and then made him put them back on in front of us, another time a kid who fucked with one of our friends mom showed up to our spot on his scooter, so i chased him down threw him off his scooter then me and friends took his scooter then began to smash it on this cement planter until it broke, on top of that me made the kid sit indian style and watch the whole thing.
Hell just this halloween I threw an 8ft ladder out a 4 story apt window on to St. Marks. I'm sure I'll remember more stuff later too, between me and the guys I grew up with we could write a lengthy book on all the awful shit we've done.
you are a horrible person.
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this was filmed from my car in the summer. I was smoking and watching it from the backseat while a 13 year old steered and filmed, 2 friends were on the roof, one was hanging off the side of the car and we let the car coast all the way to the bottom of the hill before the kid got anywhere near the brake. I cant even imagine how many things could have gone wrong...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C5fcGiG71Hg (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C5fcGiG71Hg)
fuuuuuuuck. im glad nothing like that happened, it totally could have since the kid could have not known what he was doing and slammed on the brakes instead of easing to a stop. that video totally gave me flashbacks on what an strange day that was...
easily the dumbest thing i've ever done didn't happen too long ago. i'd just gotten my license and i was at my friend's house, his parents are the caretakers for a rv and boat storage unit, it's like a gated facility with one house in there that they live in. anyway, we're skating a spot that's in there and on the drive back to my friend's house (the place is pretty big), one of my other friends decides he wants to ride on the roof of the car. i thought it would be funny if i jerked the car and made him fall off, so i'm whipping it super hard, not going all that fast. but he's holding on for dear life with his hands gripping on the like window's border or whatever. so i'm like fuck this and i start driving at least 30mph just twisting and turning super sharp. on top of that, one of my other friends who is in the car starts like hitting my friend's hand to make him lose his grip and fall. we're all just laughing inside the car hella hard. then we get to the house and he's like "you assholes! i would've died if i fell off at that speed!" then we were just like "damn, didn't think of it like that." he still brings it up on a regular basis. fucked to think that had he fallen off, dude could've like landed on his head and died or like broke an arm or something.
like smokecrack, i did some fucked up shit as a kid that i regret and never told anyone, albeit not as evil as throwing cats. i was like 11 at my best friend's house and he wasn't rich, just way better off than i was. i went over to his house on his birthday with my other best friend who was older than me and didn't really know my other friend all that well. anyway, we like raided his house and each stole a walkman of his, and took a bunch of his best yugioh cards. i felt super bad and snuck the walkman back into his house like a week or two later. i still feel awful about that though, dude never did anything fucked up to me.
also when i was 11, i was still living in stl, where there's a ton of forest land. anyway, me and a group of like 15 friends go into the woods and find this perfect like vine thing that you could swing across, tree to tree. everyone was doing it and i was super afraid so i decided to go last. as fate would have it, the vine gave out on me when i tried to go across and i fell like ten feet straight to my back. knocked the wind out of me and i just got up and ran around in circles. so fucking lame how it had to be me that the vine broke on. i wasn't fat either.
before i even skated, when i was like 9, i used to jump down the staircases inside the school with my friends whenever we came across them. there was like this 10 or something, i tried to jump down it and rolled my ankle. this happened more than once.
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this actually got me really hyped. it's awesome 8)
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When i was about 12 my mom lived with this really shitty guy. He would yell at us for the dumbest shit and make my sisters sit on his lap. He was deathly allergic to oranges, so one day my sisters and i get this plan to just fuck him over. I put orange juice in his coffee when he walked out of the room (i don't know how he didn't notice.) He came back in and sat down and drank his coffee. then he started to convulse and heave and all this shit. My mom freaks out and took him to the hospital and left us at the house. at this point we eradicate any trace of oranges from the house. He got back later that night and said that the doctor told him he had an allergic reaction to something. He tried to get us to rat each other out but we didn't confess shit (one of the first lessons my mom taught us was "Snitches get Stitches.) I could have killed a man at age 12. I kinda feel bad about it, even though he was a terrible person.
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i was in tokyo with my dad...i was 14 at the time. we got in some huge argument over something that was probably really stupid and i stormed off all angry. proceeded to get hella lost, can't read/speak japanese, no cell phone, no money and started to get seriously worried then started freaking out. i eventually ran into some college age students that could speak english and paid a cab driver to take me back to the neighborhood where i was staying. got back okay, my dad was furious and worried sick. i have not argued with him again since then and it's been 10 years.
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Knocked out and needed stitches driving golf balls against a tennis practice wall.
Hailing cabs and letting down their tires, before running off.
Broke into a cinema projection room and managed to accidentally shut down the movie.
A friend got bit by a cobra in my garden, when we were trashed and I tried to suck the poison out of his elbow.
Telling cops things like 'Of course my name is Rudy Johnson, that's what it says on my board'.
Forming a piss-take rap band with a frontman that thought we were legit.
Broke into an old prison and we were happily trashing the place when 10 cop cars and cans pull up, but they turned out to be part of a film crew.
Good times...
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Smokecrack you are evil. And not cool evil like King Diamond. I shall kook you every time I see your name.
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Sometimes I forget this even happened, but there was one night when I was maybe 15 and I was skating around alone in the streets. A car pulled up next to me and this old guy was in there alone and he asked me if I was interested in a part time job. I was kind of confused but said "maybe" or something like that, and he started asking me if I would help him with a few things on a weekly basis because he was paralysed from the waist down and had no family memebers to help him. I felt bad for him and he was telling me a long story about how he had fallen off his roof and broke his spinal cord, and that his kids were all too busy to take care of him now even though he took care of them all his life. Then it started to rain, so he opened the passenger side door and told me to get in. I just wanted to get out of there, the street was deserted and I was young and didn't know how to respond, but since I felt sorry for this guy I got in the car with him. Pretty soon after that he started to stare at me really weird like he was gonna cry but he also had this weird hungry look in his eyes, I can't explain it but it was intense and I got pretty fucking scared like he was gonna drive off right there. Then I told him I wanted to go and he asked me for my phone number and I said no, and he said "what are you worried about, I'm paralysed its not like it works anymore" and I just kinda got out of the car and skated back up the street. But I think back on it now like how dumb was that to get into some random old guys car at 2.00 am? Just a disturbing night for a naive kid.
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Way too much stuff to list everything, i still do some pretty dumb shit now and i'm 21.
Me and my friends stole this HUGE exercise ball from this girls house we were at once, we would keep at our friends house and hide behind the hedge and fuckin nail cars with it, almost every time this would lead to us running from the cops
Another time we were driving home from some hs party, and this weirdo is riding his bike in the middle of the street, i'm now stopped at a light so he stops riding his bike stares at us then keeps riding, so my friends are like fuck this turn around, so I whip the car around we come up from behind and launch glass bottles at him, one hits his back tire and he falls off. The next day, we were skating in some parking lot got in my car to get ready to leave, as were all sitting in my car, I look in my rear view mirror and the same crazy looking motherfucker is now standing behind my car staring at us, my friend starts screaming GO GO GO!!!, and I took off. It was like the beginning to a bad horror movie, and we were convinced this dude was gonna find us and give us our pay back.
Me and my friends were huge assholes when we were younger, if kids showed up to our spots that we didn't like we wouldn't let them leave unless they gave us money or cried. One time we made this kid take off his shoes then all spit in them and then made him put them back on in front of us, another time a kid who fucked with one of our friends mom showed up to our spot on his scooter, so i chased him down threw him off his scooter then me and friends took his scooter then began to smash it on this cement planter until it broke, on top of that me made the kid sit indian style and watch the whole thing.
Hell just this halloween I threw an 8ft ladder out a 4 story apt window on to St. Marks. I'm sure I'll remember more stuff later too, between me and the guys I grew up with we could write a lengthy book on all the awful shit we've done.
I'm not shit compared to smoke crack. As harsh as I was to kooks when I was younger I never killed kittens, or any animals for that matter. Hell I don't even really feel all that bad for the dudes that I made fun of when I was younger, we didn't target the weak kids or the nerds we targeted kooks, actually all the dudes I made fun of when I was younger have all turned out to be pretty awful human beings.
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One time,this kid from the neighborhood was ,moving away and nobody liked him so like 15 kids pretty much jumped him and beat thel living shit out of him.It was ridicolous.People were throwing dirt in his eyes and beating him with sticks and shit.Kinda bummed i was apart of it.
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what, like you have no self control? you're beyond fucking stupid.
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Sometimes I forget this even happened, but there was one night when I was maybe 15 and I was skating around alone in the streets. A car pulled up next to me and this old guy was in there alone and he asked me if I was interested in a part time job. I was kind of confused but said "maybe" or something like that, and he started asking me if I would help him with a few things on a weekly basis because he was paralysed from the waist down and had no family memebers to help him. I felt bad for him and he was telling me a long story about how he had fallen off his roof and broke his spinal cord, and that his kids were all too busy to take care of him now even though he took care of them all his life. Then it started to rain, so he opened the passenger side door and told me to get in. I just wanted to get out of there, the street was deserted and I was young and didn't know how to respond, but since I felt sorry for this guy I got in the car with him. Pretty soon after that he started to stare at me really weird like he was gonna cry but he also had this weird hungry look in his eyes, I can't explain it but it was intense and I got pretty fucking scared like he was gonna drive off right there. Then I told him I wanted to go and he asked me for my phone number and I said no, and he said "what are you worried about, I'm paralysed its not like it works anymore" and I just kinda got out of the car and skated back up the street. But I think back on it now like how dumb was that to get into some random old guys car at 2.00 am? Just a disturbing night for a naive kid.
damn. gnarly.
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My friend from grade school who I skated with and lived around the corner from called me one day and said he found an abandoned car, and we should check it out. So I rode my bike down the road and saw him standing outside of the junkyard next to this car. In our young minds we saw a car, a junkyard, nobody in the car, so it seemed like a perfectly reasonable time to smash the windows. We broke the back window with a brick and found the car jack inside, threw that through the windshield for about an hour, stomp on the hood, ripped off the mirrors. All the while cars were driving by and looking at us. It didn't occur to me until about 4 years later that we just got lucky and smashed up some car on the side of the road. Lucky for us? cop didn't drive by haha
Dude I once did that.. cept the car was in a shopping center.. broad daylight out.. and there was me and 4 other little bad ass black kids (we were all around 8-10). I remember a car pulled up and this guy was taking notes while i was standing on the hood desprately trying to smash the front windshield with a huge ass rock. We all took off and changed clothes and went to my house lol.
I once put 2 wires together from an old raggedy AC unit in my apts.. huge spark blew up in my face and i flipped shit
I used to put a sock on my cats head and watch him walk backwards and get mad at me
I used to fall off of my stairs face first and get up and do it repetidly (it was like 3 stairs but still pretty damn high for a fall"
I used mix weird shit and eat and drink it.. milk and koolaid.. milk and tea.. weird shit idk haha
Dingdong ditching.. throwing shit at cars.. and cursing out adults we didnt know was a way of life
and I cant forget stealing mad booster packs of pokemon cards from 7-11.. AND STILL NOT HAVING NEARLY AS MANY GOOD CARDS AS MY FRIENDS?!?!? WTF
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My friend from grade school who I skated with and lived around the corner from called me one day and said he found an abandoned car, and we should check it out. So I rode my bike down the road and saw him standing outside of the junkyard next to this car. In our young minds we saw a car, a junkyard, nobody in the car, so it seemed like a perfectly reasonable time to smash the windows. We broke the back window with a brick and found the car jack inside, threw that through the windshield for about an hour, stomp on the hood, ripped off the mirrors. All the while cars were driving by and looking at us. It didn't occur to me until about 4 years later that we just got lucky and smashed up some car on the side of the road. Lucky for us? cop didn't drive by haha
I used to fall off of my stairs face first and get up and do it repetidly (it was like 3 stairs but still pretty damn high for a fall"
this may have had some effect
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Dingdong ditching.. throwing shit at cars.. and cursing out adults we didnt know was a way of life
and I cant forget stealing mad booster packs of pokemon cards from 7-11.. AND STILL NOT HAVING NEARLY AS MANY GOOD CARDS AS MY FRIENDS?!?!? WTF
lol ding dong ditch was our shit back in the day,
i stole this kid's whole shoe box of pokemon cards and then we i realized they sucked i threw them away
me and my brother would get a sleeping bag and pack it with blankets and pillows and we would crawl inside and go rolldown the stairs in our house, i never realized how bad we could of got hurt
i spit in this girl's face in 3rd grade on the bus when she said that i was mexican, i was eating popcorn too so little pieces got on her face
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milk and tea wtf u crazy
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me and my brother would get a sleeping bag and pack it with blankets and pillows and we would crawl inside and go rolldown the stairs in our house, i never realized how bad we could of got hurt
Haha this reminded me of a game me and my sister would play. We would sit in a plastic laundry basket and slide down the staircase on it. We did this a lot but one day I tried to go down backwards and after sliding down two steps the basket caught and I fell straight to the bottom, hit my head, and lost consciousness. I was actually psyched when I came to, I thought it was all epic, but I was only out for a few seconds and my sister didn't even realize how awesome it was.
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me and my brother would get a sleeping bag and pack it with blankets and pillows and we would crawl inside and go rolldown the stairs in our house, i never realized how bad we could of got hurt
Haha this reminded me of a game me and my sister would play. We would sit in a plastic laundry basket and slide down the staircase on it. We did this a lot but one day I tried to go down backwards and after sliding down two steps the basket caught and I fell straight to the bottom, hit my head, and lost consciousness. I was actually psyched when I came to, I thought it was all epic, but I was only out for a few seconds and my sister didn't even realize how awesome it was.
haha i did the exact same thing with my sister, carpeted stairs to the concrete basement. i also remember stacking blankets on the ground and doing front flips off my bed onto the stack of blankets on the floor. super sketchy now that i think about it, i had this thick, tough carpet that wasn't cushioned at all, if i managed to miss the blankets, i'd have been fucked. also on the topic of flips and shit, i remember in third grade the cool thing to do was to do flips off all the different spots on the playground, kind of like skating. only the craziest kids would do it off the top of the chin-up bar. i went back in like 7th grade and tried to front flip off one of the bars for nostalgic purposes and landed flat on my ass, shit was sore for like a week straight.
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Backflips off the swing was the bee's knees. It evolved into running and diving under people swinging.
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^ after doing the former, the swing came back down and smacked me in the back of the head.
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me and my brother would get a sleeping bag and pack it with blankets and pillows and we would crawl inside and go? rolldown the stairs in our house, i never realized how bad we could of got hurt
I used to play this game when I was little, except it wasn't voluntary. Older Donkey Lips would stuff me into a sleeping bag and hurl me down the stairs like a garbage bag (not entirely false). Broken ribs galore.
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When I was 17 I was sponsored by this little shitty shop in Maryland and me and a bunch of homies drove up to NYC to skate. There must've been about 11-12 of us and we got into this parking garage that was super tall, it must've been between 6-8 stories it seems like. Anyways, one of my friends just threw a full unopened gallon of water off the roof and it hit this parked limo. He swore he made sure no one was driving or walking (yeah, right) but he dented the shit out of the hood of that limo. I remember being so worried about being caught on film that I couldn't skate the rest of the day.
I also just thought about how when I was 14 I had ZERO concept of alcohol tolerance. The amount of shit I drank in such a tiny amount of time was stupid. The amount of dumb shit I did while wasted was even more stupid. I remember seeing Sean Young bomb that crazy ass hill in the rain and then attempting to bomb one while just smashed to much worse result. Going to random house parties of people we didn't know and seeing if we could steal something from the house, like a photo or silverware (imagine waking up to no forks in your house). Just stupid shit.
one time i was skating with like ten friends and one of them set this dry field on fire. he just sparked one little weed but it grew to a huge fire. the police and fire department were all over the area. i was super sketched out that someone saw us up there when the fire started and tipped off the police about my license plate number when we left. ruined the whole rest of the day for me, even though everyone else was just laughing it off and having a good time all carefree and shit.
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yo whattup i've been lurking for mad long but this thread is too good, definitely wanted to get in on this.
lived in an apt complex all through elementary and middle school, my friends and i would stay pulling the power supply switches in the laundry rooms that would shut down the entire building and then wait for people to come out and turn it back on. would run through and do this to multiple buildings in an evening.
when even younger we'd also run around with sticks and smash the little lamps next to the front doors.
would hide behind the dumpster/recycling area and wait for the bus (public, not school) to come through and then bombard it with rocks and crab apples, spray painted the back a few times.
would steal 12 packs of pepsi from out front of cumberland farms then hide behind this fence and huck them at cars in the middle of the night, also place large objects such as chairs, desks, trash cans, wooden pallets, etc in the middle of the road as a barricade kind of and wait for cars to smash into them or have to get out and move em. got a cop with the pallets once.
funny thing is that it all started from ding dong ditching..
when we were able to drive we started egging pedestrians from the car, actually went through a phase of drawing huge dicks and shit on hummers when hummers first got big. magnum 44 sharpies. regular thing is that we'd drive off and half the time we'd come back a little while later in hopes we'd get to watch the person come out of the store or whatever and see their reaction to their dicked up hummer. got to see that once. lucky we never got caught.
probably way more shit to list that i can't think of right now but i figured i'd share
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I was skateboarding my freinds quarter pipe than i seen uh frog went on top of the quarter pipe and threw/ slammed the frog to the ground. tryin to impress my friend he didnt even say a thing. i than flet bad and have only killed 2 frogs. i have to spit in a girls face while she was sleeping cause i liked her. And a bunch of us threw grapes and eggs hit this car he stops and trying to see but cant gets out of his car and we took off in the trailer park and next thing we see is him drovin rite to us and we were playing basketball out in front and he goes um you see any damn kids running they hit my car with grapes and eggs and coruse were like no ha. Later that nite we got caught but we hit a freind of the familys car at night and only had to wash his car and pay for a new windsheild
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^ after doing the former, the swing came back down and smacked me in the back of the head.
same here. ouchies.
the same year - i was 8 - i found a pickaxe in the garden shed of our new place, but the shed was super old and felt deserted (we lived in a weird home that even had a basement dungeon that we never touched, that place was SO scary to me at the time). seeing a pickaxe and an old garden shed, i could only do one thing. invite my sister down and make her watch me bust out all the tiny windows and just fuck things up. i'm a tiny little 8 year old wielding this huge thing, breaking shit.
my dad had never been so angry- and that's something for a person with anger management issues. i ruined his garden shed and could have really, really hurt myself.
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we tried to convince our best friends girlfriend that he was stuck down a well when we were like 15, but made a point of texting every word as if they were echoing in the well. i think we also wrote that he'd "tried squawking so the birds would come get me" but i'm not sure if she fell for that too. i think she called the authorities. not even that crazy, but it was pretty funny.
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at the age of barely two or whenever i could start talking i was in the hospital waiting room with my father. he still thinks this was the most awkward moment of his life. there was a black family next to us and i asked my dad in front of the father "can i go play with the monkeys?". my dad said the father of the black family looked like he wanted to kill him. they just looked like monkeys to me, i was only two.
in high school i always had to take the biggest shit routinely in programming class every day because it was right after lunch and we always had shit fattening food. i kept taking a shit on the floor in the stall but the janitor would always clean it up before class change. one day i finally got lucky and the bathroom was packed with tons of kids laughing their asses off during the change. the next morning on the morning announcements the principal told "whoever was defecating on the floor of the men's restroom to please desist." i only told two or three other people, they never found out who did it, and that was probably the dumbest thing ever.
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We were on break from doing roofing .and just siting around and the home owners come out with a pitcher of orange juice. me and my friend drink 90% of it and than i pissed in the pitcher than another worker comes and drinks the piss and goes thats some good orange juice.
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2 yrs ago I did the one of the stupidest ding dong ditches ever. A friend insisted we ding dong ditch this guys house in a completely different neighborhood for some reason at midnight. The walk is about 10 minutes and we get to the guys house. (Picture attached). My friend says there's nothing to worry about because he only had a small dog, (He had rang this guys house before). But my friend is a person and wants us to hide in the bushes and watch him for some reason, I don't know why. So I lay down on this hill watching him ring the house. He runs back and goes behind the pool. I'm looking for the guy to come out and 2 minutes or so pass and I look up and see him no more than 20ft from me with this massive German Shepard. The dog is smelling the grass and I just jumped up and booked it through the alley. I run through the streets and see the guy release his dog. I run out of the neighborhood into this main street and hop the fence into this cemetery to cut back into the neighborhood. Now, I'm walking my way back home, but I don't take the risk of being caught, so I have to hide from every car/person I see. I don't have a phone on me to contact my friend, so we're completely split. After an hour of running/hiding I finally make it home and my friend arrives 10 minutes later. I haven't ding dong ditched since.
Red is where I was, and yellow is the dudes house.
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When I was 17 I was sponsored by this little shitty shop in Maryland and me and a bunch of homies drove up to NYC to skate.� There must've been about 11-12 of us and we got into this parking garage that was super tall, it must've been between 6-8 stories it seems like.� Anyways, one of my friends just threw a full unopened gallon of water off the roof and it hit this parked limo.� He swore he made sure no one was driving or walking (yeah, right) but he dented the shit out of the hood of that limo.� I remember being so worried about being caught on film that I couldn't skate the rest of the day.
I also just thought about how when I was 14 I had ZERO concept of alcohol tolerance.� The amount of shit I drank in such a tiny amount of time was stupid.� The amount of dumb shit I did while wasted was even more stupid.� I remember seeing Sean Young bomb that crazy ass hill in the rain and then attempting to bomb one while just smashed to much worse result.� Going to random house parties of people we didn't know and seeing if we could steal something from the house, like a photo or silverware (imagine waking up to no forks in your house).� Just stupid shit.
Shit, me and my friends used to compete with each other to see how much shit we could steal from random house parties. One time we were out skating some random spot in some random town, and this girl my friend was myspace macking it apparently lived pretty close, so he calls her up and she tells him no one's home and to come over. So we head over and she immediately brings him upstairs, so we twiddle our thumbs for a minute and then one friend looks at us all and says "fuck this, i'm ransacking this place" and grabs a trash bag and starts filling it with anything he can find. We made out with like over 30 dvds, a coin collection, a bottle of cognac and other bottles of liquor, and some sharper image type gear, we then took off before he was done with her cause we had two cars. Were all psyched with the treasure trove we now have until the next morning the girls dad calls my friend, and says if the stuff isnt returned within 2 hours hes gonna have all of us arrested, so we have to scramble and get all the shit together and speed over there and return it all, we thought we were fucked for sure.
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had all the doors open in the bottom floor of my house when i was 5 or so, running after my little brother, eventually the tv fell out of the entertainment centre and broke my foot.
was trying to step on and catch big rakes at a baseball game of my friends, got it in the face a la sideshow bob and split my eyebrow requiring stitches and a really lame scar.
grad camping there was some extreme looseur around us, trying to be accepted. a massive bug, no idea what it was, the size of a decent cockroach but red and gnarly, flew into my beer. i asked aloud if anyone wanted it, but they had to drink it all at once if they did want it. the dork did it happily, dont know how he never noticed the bug was in it. subsequently we thought this was the best thing ever, and took a large axe to a path nearby to 'dig' up some more bugs. first swing my friend did just bounced off a big rock and slammed into my leg. somehow the axe turned over so the dull side hit me. still cut me and left a big bruise but it would have almost severed my leg if it hit me right side up.
also jumped off my friends porch about 6 feet to my ass, dont know why. cracked tailbone, and one thing led to another i got a cyst like thing and had to have surgery to remove it.
one day walking to high school after lunch my friends backpack was open, and i saw a massive hunting knife in it. i took it, expecting he would notice, but he didnt. the next day at lunch i remembered and gave it back to him, in front of a monitor, i never even thought about it. almost got expelled, but they let up and gave me the longest suspension possible without being expelled.
at a party in australia, wrote my name in black sharpie on the guys table, stupid thing to do. later on some of the owners were asking me what my name was, i had forgotten what i did and told them. they started talking shit, and somehow i got outside and thought i was fine. next thing i remember is waking up the next day with my eye swollen shut, all my money/wallet stolen, big bump on my head. apparently they drove after me, and about 6 or 7 guys, all bigger than me, kicked the shit out of me, and a guy kicked me in the head while i was down. it was kind of fun finding out what happened by piecing together peoples stories for the next week or so.
doing large amount of mushrooms and going to the waterslides. i was okay, but everyone else was not able to function and we had to leave. although this was only last year :-\
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Backflips off the swing was the bee's knees. It evolved into running and diving under people swinging.
Daaaamn swings bring back mad memories.. backflipping outta the swings
taught my best friend how to do it and when i left he broke his arm showing off for the local kids haha
running under the swings and getting fucked up and fucking up other people
running behind everyone swinging and trying not to get hit.. had to run without stopping or you were a pussy lol
trying to jump out and see how far you could go
and trying to swing all the way around until one of the chains damn near snapped off on me haha damn i was dumb
i spit in a girl's face on accident, we were yelling at each other and i tried to spit to the side to display my dominance, but the spit just hung down from my lip and when i tried to shake it off it went right on her face. then she and her friends--the girl's soccer team--all chased me until i ran into my mom's classroom (she taught at my elementary school) and hid.
I once sneezed in a girls face by accident in highschool..
you know when you try and hold in a sneeze without touching your face and its all scrunched up and ugly as shit.. i tried to do that
i thought it had past.. and i ended up just letting out a nasty cough/sneeze with mad flem right in a senior hotties face as she passed right by me
I tried to turn my head last second and she was RIGHT THERE like not even a foot away lol
she screamed and jumped back and said something but i walked off super fast with my head down lol
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The swing stories are the best. In elementary school we had a gauntlet set up of 5 swings, all swinging with people on them, and you'd have to run through just like you said. Nobody ever made it. This kid Rich Bettinger made it to the 4th swing and got destroyed by an ass swinging backwards.
The playground also had this weird bridge made out of a flat piece of rubber matting with no handrails or guards. You were supposed to run across it, and it was wobbly and bouncy. We figured out it was kind of like a trampoline, and would set one person (usually Mike) on the end of the bridge, and have another person chase one of us across. Mike would stomp down and send the other kid flying into the air...more often than not, crashing into the gravel about 4ft below. We upgraded to putting gravel on the bridge, so kids would run and slip, then get bounced off the fucking side.
I spend countless hours and dollars on fireworks that we'd all light off in the streets to attract cops, then have a chase. I honestly don't know what our obsession was with getting chased by the cops, but usually every weekend we would purposely provoke the state police or town cops, and just give them reasons to chase us. It eventually evolved into us getting drunk, electing somebody to drive around town with us in the car, and we'd try to lose the cops in the neighborhood streets by pulling into driveways and shutting lights off. regular. I have no idea how none of us got a DUI or worse out of it.
In my young years, I went to a friends house and wrote "FUCK YOU" on a notepad in his kitchen. His parents found it and I wasn't allowed back over until I was 16.
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So back when I was 14 or something and still living at my parents, I got home from school one day with two friends, playing nintendo in my room. One of them, Joey, this guy is pretty much batshit crazy, but in a good way. I guess he was kind of bored with playing video games, and started to burn shit in my room. Just little stuff like paper, but also some socks that were laying around. I tell him to quit it, cause the smell of fire drives my folks insane.
I tell him we can go outside and burn some shit, so we take my socks and some deodorant, and go outside. Outside we burn the socks to crisp, and go to this playground in front of my house. There is also a basketball court with a thrashbin which was pretty fucked, cause everyone used to play football against it, or just kick it. So joey takes the lighter and deodorant, and flames the thrashbin. First it seemed cool, and the thing didn't look like it was burning. But actually, there was a fire from growing inside, cause the bottom of the bin was open. So after a couple of minutes there's flames comming out of the bins top. And this was all during full daylight, on a playground full of kids, in a real nice neighbourhood.
So Joey tells everyone there "oh shit we gotta make out this fire!" And there were all these woodcrums or whatever laying around, for the playground, and he tells people to throw them into the bin to take out the fire. I don't know why but everyone listens to him, I guess he's a charistmatic guy. Of course the wood doesn't stop the fire, it just fucks it up worse.
Eventually some dude who lived there came out of his house with a bucket of water a kills the fire. Everything was cool and we walk back to my house. I was so glad my parents didn't find out. As we walk back to my house some mother asks us what happenend.At that very moment my mom drivves her car into the street. This bitch mother goes to my mom and tells me all about the burning. After that my parents burned me pretty harsh and i couldn't see joey for a month.
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Our neighbours have a kindergarten and we'd always go there and fuck around on their shit.One day when I was still little I sprayed water on some kids next door with the garden hose.I also shat in a barrel once the kids crawled through.Some unlucky kid was covered in pooh.I was notorious for shitting at the most random places.I always hanged around my dad's office after school and would find a nice quiet spot to realease a log sometimes.
Some kids and my friends always battled with bb guns and one dude hit me with a rifle right against my temple.Fuck I got alotta stories but I cant remember
Edit:One day when we were playing video games at a friends house his mom threw rocks on the roof cause we didnt here she was home.I told her to fuckoff cause some kids always did the same thing.She asked who it was and blamed it on my friend whos voice sounds the same as mine
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Went out to this abandoned house with BB guns to shoot out windows and scare birds off. This kid, who I'd scrapped with plenty of times before, intentionally shoots a squirrel. The thing is lying there on it's side bleeding out the neck and hyperventilating. I try to put it out of it's misery and shoot point blank. It gets up and runs off and I feel terrible. I kicked his ass some time later for a comment he made, instead of fighting back he ran to the principal and got me suspended. Fuck that kid.
Used to make molotov cocktails with rubbing alcohol or gasoline just to throw them at walls and watch. Never burned anything down, we tried a portojohn once but didn't work. Good times.
My first bike was a sweet looking black Mongoose that had the brake you had to backpedal on (useless on anything slick). Used to bomb these huge grassy hills near my house, one day I hit a tree stump and endo'd to full front flip with a soft landing. After that I started BMX racing at the dirt tracks. I haven't thought about that in years. This thread rules.
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lit a prety decent forest fire when i ran out of matches and still had soem fire crackers left, so i used a small brush fire to light them
I had to go to the fire dept and apologize, it was hard to hide it when i came home covered in soot and my shoes were melted.
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My friend Bill and I stole rubber cement from the art class and went to lunch and painted a long line of it down the handicap ramp rail outside of the lunch room. Then he lit it on fire and the flames went up the rail in a split second it was awesome. Then after we left we were curious to see if anyone had noticed so we came back and the school security was there and this group of special ed kids were being blamed for starting the fire. I guess they were there when security came. Kind of felt weird about it.
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idk how i remember this shit but when i was mad young.. maybe 5 or 6..
I'd play nintendo and sega genesis religiously. Id get super into it and some games wouldnt pause (like mortal fucking kombat)
and me being that young, i had a hard time holding my bladder
Now the video games were in my older sisters room and she was always busy with school and extra curriculars so she was never home
When in the middle of a good game.. i didnt want to get up and go downstairs to take a piss cuz i'd lose.. or i was just in the zone and didnt want to leave
So i get the bright idea to open up the closet and put down a towel on the carpet and piss on that..
I did this for like 2 weeks straight lol and never got caught (i have no idea how it lasted that long because i pissed countless times in that closet haha)
Finally my sister and mom come to me asking why the closet smelled like pee.. and i deny deny deny that shit!
lol i then tried to blame my friend that lived down the street.. which only gets me deeper in the lie
My mom obviously knew i was lying and in order to set an example.. calls this kid and his mother over
I still dont break and I blame this kid in front of his own mother.. keep in mind that this kids been to my house maybe once
lol idk how i did it but i got off and he was blamed for the shit by his mother and grounded.. but my mom still whooped my ass
and my sister beat the shit outta me everytime i was around and she opened her closet haha
I also threw up in the middle of my older sisters bed once and covered it up with covers
she got in later that night and let out the loudest scream id ever heard
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God, that's so weird
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One time, when I was like 4, my dad was scolding me for something. For some reason, I just wasn't havin' it, so I punched him in the nuts. That didn't go over too smoothly. :D
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When i was about ten, my friends and I would go hang out under this bridge and go catch frogs or crawdads. I remember sometimes if you were lucky you find some thrown out porno mag. Down the street there was a shitty ghetto ass gas station where drug deals would go down. I feel im lucky to have not been too near the druugies when the were down there getting high and fucked up under the bridge. I know a friend who had two fuckers try to throw him in and drown him. He got away cause they hit them in the face with a bucket and ran as fast as shit.
I never really thought about this until today.
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Going to random house parties of people we didn't know and seeing if we could steal something from the house
I only remember it vaguely but once me and some friends were at a party (shit this was years ago) and the kid who lived there was a bigtime kook and had a buncha pairs of fresh shoes so we stole them all.
One time we were skating at this school. Strictly a late night spot you had to hop a huge fence to get in. One night we were there and there was like a concession stand/snack bar thing and we broke into it and stole a shitload of Oreo cookies and stuff. When we were driving back from the session (2 carloads of us) we were throwing Oreo cookies at each other out the window on the highway.
One time was skating until really late at night then we decided to just stay up all night and drive to Skatepark of Tampa. As soon as we got there I was so exhausted I fainted on the roll in then had to take a nap.
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Going to random house parties of people we didn't know and seeing if we could steal something from the house, like a photo or silverware (imagine waking up to no forks in your house). Just stupid shit.
Fuck, for awhile I would never buy beer. I would just go to parties and just start jacking pabst. If anyone ever said anything, I'd just be like "what? I brought these. You're not the only one with PBR dude." Always worked.
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This one time my brother was car hopping and he told me and my friend who could drive he'd give us half of what he found. Anyway, we're in a nicer neighborhood and roll up to this driveway with a nice car and a really shitty one. My brother opens the door of the shitty one and is looking through the compartment in the middle of the car and suddenly looks excited and runs back to the car. We figured that he had found something valuable and he tells us to drive. We speed off and he tells us he found a dagger covered in blood. It freaked me the fuck out and we never went car hopping again.
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when i was 8 or so, my family went to el salvador to visit some family that still lived there, so we went to this creek to go for a swim and when we left i ran ahead of everyone to go back to the bathrooms to change but i got lost and winded up at some farm i thought it was the place to go since it looked the same as where we went but it was some guy's house and his dog chased me. i then hopped over a barbed wire fence it got more lost ina field at sat down and started crying until my family looked for me and saw me sitting in the field. at 8 years old i was scared shitless and thought i was gonna die.
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i remember when i was about 13 or so a friend and i went over to an elementary school to skate. It being Halloween time there were a bunch of pumpkins that had been painted on. My friend gets the idea to smash them all, so we do. we left and i never felt so horrible before. i ruined some little kids halloween.
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I was in Grade 4, and I was always very curious. I was snooping in my parents room when they weren't home, and I found an electric shaver. I got excited and wanted to shave something. I didn't have any hair on my face seeing as puberty was a more than a couple of years away, the only hair that I could see was my eyebrow. So I placed the shaver on my eyebrow and as soon as I knew it, half of it was gone. I freaked the fuck out because I was scared to see how mad my parents would be at me. I show up to school the next day, and everyone in my class laughed at me, so I ran to the washroom and cried in the stall. My parents eventually found out because my teacher called them during recess, and they weren't mad. I felt like a person for doing this, and I felt even worse when my parents called myself and my sister into the living room to talk to us. Turns out, my grandpa died the night before, the day I shaved my eyebrow off. All of this occured two before Christmas to boot. It took about 2-3 months for it to fully grow back, and I used eyeliner and color on the section that was missing, so I looked like I had a full eyebrow.
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i remember when i was about 13 or so a friend and i went over to an elementary school to skate. It being Halloween time there were a bunch of pumpkins that had been painted on. My friend gets the idea to smash them all, so we do. we left and i never felt so horrible before. i ruined some little kids halloween.
Smashing Pumpkins...
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i'm probably the only dude in here who is going to tell something that happened yesterday (and have it fit the criteria of the thread). well, yesterday me and two friends were skating and we decided when night came that we wanted to keep skating throughout the night, so i go home and get a pillow, saying i'm staying at my friend x's house, then he does the same and says he's staying at my house, then the three of us go out skating, trying to find spots that are lit up enough by street lights or otherwise to skate, because any skateparks with lights close at 10 and the lights turn off at the same time. the thing that's sketchy about this whole situaton is:
1. two of us are under 18, and the curfew for under 18 is like 11 or something
2. i have a provisional license, not legally allowed to transport passengers unless one is at least 25
3. getting caught a skatepark or spot that late would mean definite trespassing citations for the three of us
anyway, we go to this park that's close to the street so the street lights give us enough light to skate. we skate for about an hour then walk through the park that it's in and find a box of storebought cookies and go to town with them. then we head off to another city and skate these street islands that are pretty steep banks for a good while, running into bushes any time a car passes by. finally, we head off to the nearby school in that town and skate around for another hour or so. by then it's around 4:30 and we're tired, so we drive to the park-n-ride and sleep in my car. leaving the town though, i get pulled over for having a brake light out. we were all super stressing, but the cop was surprisingly cool, just let us off with a giant warning despite breaking like three laws. we make it to the park-n-ride and sleep until like 12 when they kicked us out for sleeping there and then go skate for the rest of that day.
I was in Grade 4, and I was always very curious. I was snooping in my parents room when they weren't home, and I found an electric shaver. I got excited and wanted to shave something. I didn't have any hair on my face seeing as puberty was a more than a couple of years away, the only hair that I could see was my eyebrow. So I placed the shaver on my eyebrow and as soon as I knew it, half of it was gone. I freaked the fuck out because I was scared to see how mad my parents would be at me. I show up to school the next day, and everyone in my class laughed at me, so I ran to the washroom and cried in the stall. My parents eventually found out because my teacher called them during recess, and they weren't mad. I felt like a person for doing this, and I felt even worse when my parents called myself and my sister into the living room to talk to us. Turns out, my grandpa died the night before, the day I shaved my eyebrow off. All of this occured two before Christmas to boot. It took about 2-3 months for it to fully grow back, and I used eyeliner and color on the section that was missing, so I looked like I had a full eyebrow.
damn that's rough. in 7th grade, i tried to line myself up with a razor and shaved part of my eyebrow off by mistake. i swear it took like 6 months to grow fully back, such an embarrassment. everyone at school laughed at me as well.
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Playing kickball with my cousins with a deflated ball, kicked the shit out of it and I busted out my Aunt and Uncle's house window, we all looked at each other and I think one of them said "I'm going to run, how bout you?" Another time we hung a rope around two trees and my cousin was riding his bike and he got close-lined by it ala Looney Tunes. Also, we were climbing a tree in their yard and our cousin came from SC to visit, so we were climbing and one of them pushed him and he fell and broke his arm. My cousin's are basically my older brother and sister.
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shot a roman candle at a cop car once, never ran so fast in my life.
filled a trashbag maybe 1/8 of the way with gasoline n shot some fireworks at it, i couldn't believe such little gas could make such a scene. 3 fire engines, cruisers, the whole 9 show up and we watched from my house.
nver really got caught for anything tho, but we did a lot of crazy/dumb shit, too young to know any better is my defense
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My friend was over one day during the summer and his older sister was babysitting us. My friend, my younger brother and I thought it would be hilarious if we made a piss and lemonade concoction and had her drink it. So we had my brother piss into this plastic cup and then we mixed in some lemonade we had in the fridge. It was half piss and half lemonade and we stirred it a bunch so it just looked like normal lemonade. I think we told her that we were going to do a lemonade stand and wanted her opinion on how it tasted. She was definitely skeptical, but when she was finally about to take a sip, my mom walked in the door. She told my mom what was going on and my mom was like, 'I'll taste it first to make sure it's ok then you can have some'. So my mom takes a huge swig of this lemonade piss cocktail and says it's fine and hands it to my friends sister and she has a big gulp of it and my friend, my brother and I burst out laughing and tell them what they just drank. I have never seen a look of that much shock, disgust and disbelief in my life. About an hour later, after my friends dad picked him and his sister up and we'd all been grounded for the rest of the summer, it hit me how fucked up what we just did was.
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damn this thread is funny/ kinda wild. its bringing back lots of memories from me as a kid.
I remember one time a bunch of us were in my room and bored to we decided to turn on the fan and starting shooting a bb gun and have the bullets ricochet off the walls. One of my best friends yells fuck and pulls a bb out of his eye. Luckily he was fine.
We used to throw ninja stars in the house all the time. One time my friend threw one and it skimmed right through my friends hair. He was pretty pissed.
I started driving my dads old honda 90 motorcycle when i was about 14. We used to tow each on skateboards kinda like water skiing. We got kinda bored of this one day and decided to start getting towed in office chairs that spin 360 degrees. After we started getting comfortable we would go faster and faster. One time a wheel came off of the chair and my friend ate shit going about 30, he was in a sitting down position and went face first. He got pretty fucked up. And we wouldnt stop yelling at, it was his office chair anyways.
I live around lots of hills...After the movie cool runnings came out, this was before I started skating but we started bombing hills is those red wagon's. We would bomb pretty big hills, one time we were bombing a pretty big hill and one of the wheels popped off near the bottom of the hill. My friend and I got pitched into a parked car and ate shit.
When hamburgers were .29 cents at McDonalds we used to buy a shitload of them and throw them at people as we were driving by them.
I worked at a skateshop in highschool and there would always be tons of used product lying around. For some reason we got the bright idea to start throwing skate product at peoples cars when we were driving back from school. We started off just throwing wheels than it moved on to actual decks. We never went on to trucks or completes or anything. But one time we were throwing stuff at a guy that lived in my area on the way home from school. We had to drop a bunch of people of on the way home. The last person we had to drop off lived in a culdesac, the guy that we had been throwing skate stuff at earlier that day lives in the first house out of the culdesac he was waiting with his younger brother and 2 paintball guns. All of the windows were down when we were driving out of the culdesac and they started blasting us it was soo crazy. We couldnt stop laughing it was like a movie. After this happened we went to the skateshop I worked at to hangout. We were talking about what happened and one of my older friends was like I'll call his parents and pretend to be a cop. So he called the guys parents saying he was officer garcia from some police department and needed the family to come down as soon as possible because there kids were in big trouble. I never did hear the end of the story but it was pretty funny.
Oh one time I was driving that motorcycle and a dog ran out in the street and I hit it. I flew the fuck off the motorcycle. The dog got right up and ran into its owners yard. The owners ran out and tried to help me get up and stuff and just kept apologizing. I thought they were coming up to me to start yelling at me. I got pretty fucked up.
Another time we got the bright idea to hit golfballs down the hill from my driveway and try to not hit any cars parked along the street. One time my friend took a full swing and let go of the club and it went right threw my window. We both looked at each other and knew we were screwed. My parents were pissed.
We used to sit in the grocery store down the street from my house and read skate mag's all day. Soon we just started eating candy and drinking soda while we were reading them kinda like the movies. We would just leave the trash behind the mag's. A manager asked us about the drinks one time and we said we purchased them from a vending machine outside the store. He knew we were lying but couldnt do anything.
Also one time I was about 3 or 4 I was trying to be nice to my mom for mothers day so i got the bright idea to try and make a sun roof in her car. My dad caught me on top of her car with a drill trying to drill a hole moms roof haha.
I did some fucked up shit when I was a kid. I have so many more stories it could go on and on...After I started really hanging out with older guys I never did any of the shit anymore. Thanks guys...I wouldnt consider any of that shit anymore haha
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When i was 13 i was skating in matamoros, mexico with a couple of buddies. We decided to start skitching the city buses when the would slow down to pick people or drop them off. Anyways, my dumbass decided to grab on the left side of the bus where the wheel was NOT the back bumper. My friends and i take off on the bus and i would say we are going like maybe 25 to 30, I don't know why but i decided to manny while skitching see how far i could go, out of no where i start to turning to the right and the tire just sucks in my board and drops my ass. The bus ran over my leg and my board, surprisingly my Heath Kirchart board didn't break. Last time i ever skitched.
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i've never admitted this to anyone, so here goes. when i first started skating (around 10-11 years ago) my friends and i found all these kittens creeping out the bottom of someone's apartment patio. we all lived in this apartment complex and one of my friends lived next to the owner of these kittens and he said they were gone on vacation. it was one of those buildings where there's 2 rooms on the bottom and 2 on the top. so we decide to striaght up start chucking these cats as high as we can against the apartment walls. we litereally threw them 20-30 feet in the air and they just bounced off these walls, landing on the concrete. we did this for maybe 10 minutes untill i looked at one of the kittens and he was bleeding and crying. that was probably the most fucked up thing i've ever done and have kept that to myself since i was 13
i know you did this a long time ago and that you feel horrible about it, but still, fuck you so hard, i hope a panther eats you alive.
that is WACK. i cant believe you would ever think that is funny or cool even as a kid
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When i was 13 i was skating in matamoros, mexico with a couple of buddies. We decided to start skitching the city buses when the would slow down to pick people or drop them off. Anyways, my dumbass decided to grab on the left side of the bus where the wheel was NOT the back bumper. My friends and i take off on the bus and i would say we are going like maybe 25 to 30, I don't know why but i decided to manny while skitching see how far i could go, out of no where i start to turning to the right and the tire just sucks in my board and drops my ass. The bus ran over my leg and my board, surprisingly my Heath Kirchart board didn't break. Last time i ever skitched.
i don't understand it. why would the wheel be the back bumper? also, you're on the left side and the bus turns right, how could that be a bad thing? maybe if you were on the right side and bus turned right, but it seems like you would just let go and keep straight as the bus turned, considering you'd be traveling at the same speed as the bus from skitching, and the bus would be slowing down a ton to make the turn anyway.
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When i was 13 i was skating in matamoros, mexico with a couple of buddies. We decided to start skitching the city buses when the would slow down to pick people or drop them off. Anyways, my dumbass decided to grab on the left side of the bus where the wheel was NOT the back bumper. My friends and i take off on the bus and i would say we are going like maybe 25 to 30, I don't know why but i decided to manny while skitching see how far i could go, out of no where i start to turning to the right left and the tire just sucks in my board and drops my ass. The bus ran over my leg and my board, surprisingly my Heath Kirchart board didn't break. Last time i ever skitched.
fuck, I see my mistake!....my friends were holding on to the back bumper which had a bar kind of thing... i was holding on the left side of the bus by the back axle like holding on to the bus frame. As the bus was gaining speed i was doing a manny trying to keep myself balanced. Mind you we are just going straight,no turns...In my manny it start to veer left, into the tire.
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ahh, i see, and actually, it was my mistake. i read "it started turning to the right" ('it' being the bus) rather than "i started turning to the right," which actually makes sense. so now i'm confused as to how turning to the left while on the left side (thus turning away from the bus) would have you end up under the bus. haha. and what how fucked was your leg after getting it run over by a bus?
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ahh, i see, and actually, it was my mistake. i read "it started turning to the right" ('it' being the bus) rather than "i started turning to the right," which actually makes sense. so now i'm confused as to how turning to the left while on the left side (thus turning away from the bus) would have you end up under the bus. haha. and what how fucked was your leg after getting it run over by a bus?
To tell you the truth i was fine after it ran over my leg(sore for a couple days after), i got up real quick because i was scared i guess thinking it fucked me up worse. It happened too quick, the bus driver got out and tripped out that i was fine he wanted to take me to the hospital.. Hospital in Mexico=not good news
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how fast was the bus going? it seems like if it were going anything slower than 30mph then your leg would be shattered.
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not too fast man,my best estimate would be 25-30mph. Luckily no shattered leg and my aws board was fine....
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that's damn incredible.
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Fuck i don't want to fill up this whole page with only my post but, yeah looking back on it. I am fortunate i was fine,it definitely could have been worse. We were like a a good distance away from the bridge to come back into the U.S if something did happen.
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ahh, i see, and actually, it was my mistake. i read "it started turning to the right" ('it' being the bus) rather than "i started turning to the right," which actually makes sense. so now i'm confused as to how turning to the left while on the left side (thus turning away from the bus) would have you end up under the bus. haha. and what how fucked was your leg after getting it run over by a bus?
To tell you the truth i was fine after it ran over my leg(sore for a couple gays after), i got up real quick because i was scared i guess thinking it fucked me up worse. It happened too quick, the bus driver got out and tripped out that i was fine he wanted to take me to the hospital.. Hospital in Mexico=not good news
edit: you went and fixed it without saying anything about your gnarly typo. lame :P
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I Know,horrid typo glad to see Gomez didn't catch that one. Thanks for the heads up though
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i used to binge eat as much food as i could, it was awesome but sucked at the same time. i hit rock bottom in the bathroom of a local fresh choice with an unfathomably bad stomach ache and knew i needed to turn things around.
edit: i never purged or anything, that shit is for pussies!
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i remember sneaking out of a friends house so we could try and skate for 24 hours straight. we were pretty young, skated in the sketchiest places and was started on by almost everyone. looking back its amazing we survived unscathed. And not to mention the idea to skate 24 hours is pretty dumb but damn it we made it, even if by the end it was just tic tacs and rolling down mellow hills doing coffins we made it.
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Ahh jesus.
I go to Syracuse every summer, and there is this place that is supposedly haunted and shit called the cement factory. So my buddies and I decide to go there during the day, and a door to one of the buildings is open so we decide to go in. First thing we see is some old ass pickup covered in dust and fire extinguishers, so the obvious choice was to completely fuck up the truck. after that we go up like 3 levels and hear a truck pull up, so we hide out in the darkness and watch these dudes start installing locks on the door. At this point we all are freaking the fuck out, so after about ten minutes of planning we come up with the bright idea of spraying the fire extinguishers and bolting the fuck out of there. So we start running and I spray the extinguisher and we actually manage to get away from these dudes chasing us. I don't think I have ever ran so fast in my life.
Also one night I was skating home by this main road near my house. And I skate through a parking lot and this dude pulls up next to me and asks if I needed a ride... Of course I respectfully decline. He begins to talk to me about my camera that I have with me and shit, and Then asks me again If I want a ride, again I decline. Then he says he has a bag of weed for me if I get in the car. Tempting, yet sketchy, again I say no. He keeps talking to me and I am now afraid to run since he is being so sketchy. He asks me what I take pictures of and I tell him, then he asks if I have ever shot gay porn with it.... And I am pretty much like what the fuck at this point. He tells me he could pay me and it would be great and he would give me weed and all this shit if I just got in the car with him and came home with him for a bit.. I faked like my mother called my phone and told the man I had to leave, And skated as fast as I could home. That may have been one of the sketchiest moments of my life.
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in about 2nd grade me and my friend were outside his house when it was raining and his brother lived in this nice trailer and for some reason we thought he moved out? so we spent 20 minutes throwing huge rocks through all the windows and the rocks ended up breaking all the furniture and kitchen and shit. my friends dad was incredibly forgiving about it.
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on a bet i tried to eat 100 buffalo wings, fueled by a broke kid's need for money and adrenaline i somehow made it to 70, by the end i was trying as hard as i could not to throw up as i chewed, i hard to force myself to keep going, until i finished the 70th one and actually fell out of my chair, a crowd had gathered around and i just lay there with them all around me and the manager told me i had to get up but i couldn't, it was like i was in some sort of waking coma, i couldn't move. eventually i could get up and i didn't shit for more than a week.
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on a bet i tried to eat 100 buffalo wings, fueled by a broke kid's need for money and adrenaline i somehow made it to 70, by the end i was trying as hard as i could not to throw up as i chewed, i hard to force myself to keep going, until i finished the 70th one and actually fell out of my chair, a crowd had gathered around and i just lay there with them all around me and the manager told me i had to get up but i couldn't, it was like i was in some sort of waking coma, i couldn't move. eventually i could get up and i didn't shit for more than a week.
hahaha god damn 70 is still pretty impressive though
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on a bet i tried to eat 100 buffalo wings, fueled by a broke kid's need for money and adrenaline i somehow made it to 70, by the end i was trying as hard as i could not to throw up as i chewed, i hard to force myself to keep going, until i finished the 70th one and actually fell out of my chair, a crowd had gathered around and i just lay there with them all around me and the manager told me i had to get up but i couldn't, it was like i was in some sort of waking coma, i couldn't move.? eventually i could get up and i didn't shit for more than a week.
It's a gift to be able to eat like this.
(http://sites.google.com/site/ilostmydrumset/donkeylips.jpg)
Wassup.
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last night i skated home and bombed a hill and took a piss at the same time it is actually a great feeling, although i forgot my keys at my friend's house and had to walk back up to get them, and then his gf ended up just giving me a drive home anyway.
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one time i took a short cut and walked through a janky trailer park and some meth head said he would give me $100 to slash his girlfriend's tires. he told me to come at night and then he tried to give me this big ass hunter's knife so i could do it.
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When i was 12 me and my friend were in the changing rooms at school during rugby practice (we went to fuck about and slide in the mud so we were chilling or something) and he dared me to shit on the floor. I was so hungry for respect i dropped my shorts in a second and took a fat dump right in the middle of the floor. My other friend walked in on this and thought it was hilarious. Later i felt bad so i took someone's shoe and knocked the shit into the corner under a bench where it seriously stayed for about a week. I'm pretty sure we pissed on people's clothes too, but that's for another time. I was a terror.
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In high school I once poisoned my economy teacher with Ritalin. I dumped half a tablet into his coffee during a lesson. I just wanted to check if he would react, and it just seemed like something out of the comics or something, that I had to try. Well, actually, I first said to my classmates I could do it, and they dared me to do it. One guy even offered me 10 Euros. I did it. One person distracted the teach and I walked to the front of the room pretending to throw something in the bin, and something in the coffee. It was just 15 minutes before class was over, so I didn't actually see his fully response/space out. He did seem to become more distracted/uneasy.
When I got home my parents got a phonecall, the director was asking for me. I confessed, went back to school, apologised to the teacher. He was actually a pretty cool guy, which only made me feel worse. But he kinda forgave me or whatever, he just wasn't as nice for a while. The punishment I got was pretty fucking weak, I had to help out the janitor for one hour after school for one week. And the janitor was also pretty nice guy, so in the end I just helped him a couple of times with getting the thrash bags and the dishes. A ridiculously low punishment, considering Ritalin is a type of hard-drug and if that teacher had heart conditions or whatever he could have had an attack and died.
And that dude still owes me 10 Euros.
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i used to have an affinity for destruction. i particularly liked to use medium size boulders. this lasted up until a few years ago when i failed trying to shot put a rock through the local american apparel.
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hid in the bushes and shot a neighborhood kid a couple times with bee bee gun. which got my dad in trouble with the cops. and another time we dumped a hockey duffel bag FULL of olives off a freeway overpass and made the news. i ran with a shitty bunch for a little bit
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ran-off in an ecuadorian's vag after watching "no country for old men" drunk
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I also believed my first gf when she told me the first 3 times she "thought she was pregnant" ahahhahaha
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all throughout my childhood years the neighborhood kids and i would spend days just playing tag.
anyway, one particular day we were playing and we were trespassing into all the nearby apartment buildings, i started to get the feeling that i would have to take a dumpp soon..but i didn't wanna go back home to take care of business, caught up in the game ya..anyway i wonder off into the laundry room of an apartment building.
i noticed this rag on the floor and decided to take a shit there..i didn't even hesitate really, just got straight to it...afterwards, this urge comes over me to smear my remains all over the wall,,and once again, i didn't hesitate to..later, after all is said and done i show my friends what i had done and simultaneously one of the tenants happens to be dropping by..this woman, an old woman, walks in...horrified ..screaming and making threats to call the police
..for some reason i thought i would have to take a lie detector test, and for the first time within the whole situation i felt, well...bad.
anyway thats that, i must've been about 10/11 years old and i had no shame
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i will add more later but reading the ninja star one on the last page reminded me of one. this was maybe 5 years ago or so. so i was technically adultish, but we were at my homies drinking and he was like the most irresponsible human ever but somehow got his own trailer(i dont live in one). so we are playing darts on his porch/front yard and i somehow convince one of my friends (can't even remember who at the moment) to stand in front of the dart board and i swear to him i can throw the dart onto the board just above his head. so i huck the fuckin dart trying to throw it extra high to make sure i don't hit him at all. but instead the fuckin dart hovers slow motion and hits the dart board right above his head seriously parting said homies hair. shit was crazy. the look of shock on his face was pretty damn epic and im sure the look of shock on my face was even gnarerer. another time at the same house i was trying to hit moths with darts for like an hour and finally i hit one in a half inch space inbetween a wall crease type deal and a small pipe running along the wall. that was pretty rad.
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- its not really anything bad, but when i was in 2nd grade i used to steal tons of mechanical pencils and other things i thought were cool from everyone, just walking by their desks and shit and swipe it when i walked by. if anyone ever said something i would just be like "oh its your's? it was on the floor" or something and give it back
- used to kick soccer balls at our garage, instead of any other wall, and eventually broke the windows out
i cant think of anything else right now but i guess i never really did anything that bad.
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One time I was buying groceries and I was farting and it smelled really bad so I figured I had to poop and went into the bathroom. I sat down but almost fainted becaise the farts were so stinky (smelled like cat food and onions). I prepared myself to crack the bowl in half purely based off smell alone, this was going to be some major destruction. I let loose and feel my bowels fully empty (half in pain half relieving) and the smell that followed can't be explained. I can try though. It was like a mixture of the cat food onion smell mixed with pizza that had been sitting out for a week with hot sauce poured on it that was lit on fire and extinguished with vinegar. Lastly, I get up to look at what i've just expelled out of my asshole (everyone does that right?) and chuckle. I reach over while looking at my creation to grab some tp from the little metal box on the wall only to imediately start panicking. That's right. Public toilet massacre and they didn't replace the tp. So there I am just standing there with my south pole pants around my ankles with poop all over my asshole wondering what the fuck i'm gonna do. I get the bright idea to take off my underwear and use them as a wiping substitute, great works fine. Then, I decide im going to flush them so i flush the poop first because there was just so much of it. As soon as I flush I see the water level rising and start freaking the fuck out. Mind you my pants are at my ankles still. I hurry up and wipe the best I could and throw the underwear in the overflowing toilet hoping it would stop while i'm trying to pull my pants up. Shit water starts fucking pouring out all over the floor as i'm backing up towards the door tightening up my belt thinking "god damn what the fuck have I done?". I bust open the door and everyone is looking at me. They know. I don't know if they smelled the farts/poop or if they could tell by the look in my eyes. Neither. It's the shit water flood pouring out from underneath the bathroom door behind me. As I'm speedwalking towards the exit I hear an employee scream and then I turn around as I'm walking out the door only to see they opened the bathroom door and my underwear are floating down the shit water river like some kind of poop stained noahs ark. Never eating a chocolate milkshake and spaghetti before shopping again.
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In my early high school years, I ran with a crowd that was kind of a mix of skaters and like wanna-be gangster kids. Not the best crew looking back on it. Mind you we lived in the 'Burbs, but we would always hang out n skate n cause trouble in this kind of lower-income neighborhood that was close to us. Street cred I guess.
Anyway, one night one of these shithead "friends" of mine lifted a big ol bottle of gin from the local store. Next on the agenda, chug that shit like the teenage idiots that we were. Now it was time to wander the neighborhood hammered drunk, looking for trouble.
This is where it gets really fun for your boy
This super hard street gang and myself happened upon a house party going on, and some people at the house started yelling gang shit at us, so of course our dumb asses start yelling back. And none of us were actually in a gang, we just thought we were hard.
At some point somebody yelled the wrong thing, and a bunch of actual gang bangers come barrelling out of this house and corner a few of us. Some body took a swing and it was on, FOR THEM, as they proceeded to pummel me for a good few minutes as my dickhead crew ran away and left me to defend the honor of the gang. Didnt happen.
I got knocked unconsious and beaten up pretty badly, almost got my ear ripped off, broken nose and eye swollen shut.
Worst part was getting picked up from the hospital by my dad and having to listen to his shit the whole way home, as Im all lumped up and concussed. He made me go to school lookin like that too.
I learned my lesson pretty quick, and re-signed from the suburban street gang. Immediately noticed an improvement in my skating and relationship with pretty much everyone.
A few years later, one of those kids stole a cop car and ended up in a shoot out with the cops. He's still in prison.
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When I was sixteen I ventured into hard drugs for the first time and I took an ecstasy pill at a house party. I went catatonic, stared at a tv that was not on for hours on end and sat staring so long that I eventually pissed myself and that brought me out of it. I took off all my clothes except for my piss soaked boxers and walked around at this chill kickback talking to people like nothing had happened. I had just spent the last three hours staring without saying a word and then was just like hey sup to people knowing that I had just scared the living shit out of all of them. As a young man this was my first indication that I might suffer from some kind of mental illness. When I woke up the next day my keys were in the microwave
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When I was sixteen I ventured into hard drugs for the first time and I took an ecstasy pill at a house party. I went catatonic, stared at a tv that was not on for hours on end and sat staring so long that I eventually pissed myself and that brought me out of it. I took off all my clothes except for my piss soaked boxers and walked around at this chill kickback talking to people like nothing had happened. I had just spent the last three hours staring without saying a word and then was just like hey sup to people knowing that I had just scared the living shit out of all of them. As a young man this was my first indication that I might suffer from some kind of mental illness. When I woke up the next day my keys were in the microwave
This is perfectly normal for your first time doing x
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http://youtu.be/Hg_rgKBTcQI
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When I was sixteen I ventured into hard drugs for the first time and I took an ecstasy pill at a house party. I went catatonic, stared at a tv that was not on for hours on end and sat staring so long that I eventually pissed myself and that brought me out of it. I took off all my clothes except for my piss soaked boxers and walked around at this chill kickback talking to people like nothing had happened. I had just spent the last three hours staring without saying a word and then was just like hey sup to people knowing that I had just scared the living shit out of all of them. As a young man this was my first indication that I might suffer from some kind of mental illness. When I woke up the next day my keys were in the microwave
There was a lot of hard alcohol involved too. Some jungle-juice type concoction
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When I was sixteen I ventured into hard drugs for the first time and I took an ecstasy pill at a house party. I went catatonic, stared at a tv that was not on for hours on end and sat staring so long that I eventually pissed myself and that brought me out of it. I took off all my clothes except for my piss soaked boxers and walked around at this chill kickback talking to people like nothing had happened. I had just spent the last three hours staring without saying a word and then was just like hey sup to people knowing that I had just scared the living shit out of all of them. As a young man this was my first indication that I might suffer from some kind of mental illness. When I woke up the next day my keys were in the microwave
That explains the urination, the x explains everything else.
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When I was sixteen I ventured into hard drugs for the first time and I took an ecstasy pill at a house party. I went catatonic, stared at a tv that was not on for hours on end and sat staring so long that I eventually pissed myself and that brought me out of it. I took off all my clothes except for my piss soaked boxers and walked around at this chill kickback talking to people like nothing had happened. I had just spent the last three hours staring without saying a word and then was just like hey sup to people knowing that I had just scared the living shit out of all of them. As a young man this was my first indication that I might suffer from some kind of mental illness. When I woke up the next day my keys were in the microwave
I remember my first time. I stared at a tv too, but it had a video of a hot air balloon playing. After it kicked in hard I walked out and spent about 45 minutes hiding in some bushes (trying to figure out what in the actual fuck was happening). Then I walked around and got lost for about an hour. Finally made it back to the party and talked to my friend's girlfriend for hours and she massaged my scalp. It was better than sex.
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I broke into a limo, stole the alcohol, broke the bottles of alcohol behind the bowling alley. This was dumb.
But, the stupidest thing I ever did was hang out with people in their 20/30s who were down with HS kids doing drugs at their homes. This was not a good choice. When my friends were going to Juan's or Chris's I should have sat those nights out.
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Making a birthday mix tape for a friend and wanted to get all those ridiculous pictures to put in the linear notes (think 16 page mini-fold out) because he was the king of mix tapes.
Had just about finished it but wanted that one final pic so I stole my dad's magnum 44 replica, drove out to the local gun club with some friends in the middle of the night, threw taco/ salsa sauce all over the gun club sign and then took pics of my mate with the gun in his mouth looking like he had committed suicide in front of said sign. I had just turned 18, guns are/ were highly illegal in Australia and I have a vague collection of me flashing the gun outside of the car as we were driving away past a few people in the night. The guy driving was also a maniac so he would always get pulled over by the cops for driving like a mad man. Luckily that night we made it home safely because we would have been fucked had we have gotten caught.
I've probably got a few more...
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The dumbest thing I did was my friends and I stole a whole damn trampoline. We spotted one in an unfenced yard, got a crew together, went late at night, and just carried it thru the neighborhood to another friend’s yard. We got away with it too. I guess we kinda figured it was such an absurd thing to be doing that nobody would think we were actually stealing it.
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The dumbest thing I did was my friends and I stole a whole damn trampoline. We spotted one in an unfenced yard, got a crew together, went late at night, and just carried it thru the neighborhood to another friend’s yard. We got away with it too. I guess we kinda figured it was such an absurd thing to be doing that nobody would think we were actually stealing it.
https://youtu.be/8esOhxbPttc?t=101
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When I was little, there was a show on Nickelodeon where someone put a key into a mountain wall which opened up the hidden golden city of El Dorado. I got it in my head that I could find this city myself, so I found my mom’s keys and stuck one of them into a light socket.
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When I was little, there was a show on Nickelodeon where someone put a key into a mountain wall which opened up the hidden golden city of El Dorado. I got it in my head that I could find this city myself, so I found my mom’s keys and stuck one of them into a light socket.
Hey that's a good way to find the emergency room!
So when we were kids, my cousins and I would always get together at my grandparent's house who had a big creek that ran through the woods nearby. It was pretty slow moving, so in the winter months it would freeze over. We made it a game to "Test the ice" sending one or maybe multiple of us to walk out as far as we could go before it would start to crack.. Never told my parents about that one.
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my tubby ass 5 year old self and my friend Oscar with a terrible stutter both climbed a tree and chucked a cinder block onto our neighbors car, smashing their windshield to bits
we both ran home but we lived in a trailer park so it wasn't that hard to find us
to this day I don't quite know why we did it but something tells me miguels moms car definitely deserved it
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skateboarding
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skateboarding
this is also a dumb thing many of us do in our adult years
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When I was little, there was a show on Nickelodeon where someone put a key into a mountain wall which opened up the hidden golden city of El Dorado. I got it in my head that I could find this city myself, so I found my mom’s keys and stuck one of them into a light socket.
So when we were kids, my cousins and I would always get together at my grandparent's house who had a big creek that ran through the woods nearby. It was pretty slow moving, so in the winter months it would freeze over. We made it a game to "Test the ice" sending one or maybe multiple of us to walk out as far as we could go before it would start to crack.. Never told my parents about that one.
When I was about 6 my old man took me down to the snow for the first time. At some point when were down the bottom of the slopes I was hanging out with this 4-5 year old kid, running around throwing snowballs and shit. We see an abandoned plastic toboggan in the middle of this frozen river, so I tell the kid to go grab it. I must’ve figured it was a shit idea, I dunno.
So kid walks out onto the ice and fair enough, it cracks and the poor little cunt falls in about waist deep. Screaming begins and the adults run over to save the day. I forget how they even got him out but he was fine, probably a bit cold.
Not really that crazy, but I imagine it could have gone very differently.
Thanks Dad!
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One time in 9th grade I was dying to take a piss at the end of the school day but for some reason all the toilets were locked so I had to hold it. Then walking home I thought I was gonna piss myself so I just took my dick out and pissed while I was walking for like ten minutes.
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One time in 9th grade I was dying to take a piss at the end of the school day but for some reason all the toilets were locked so I had to hold it. Then walking home I thought I was gonna piss myself so I just took my dick out and pissed while I was walking for like ten minutes.
Did it get all over your pants?
Why not just stop walking?
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youve never piss walked before clearly its a different kind of freeing try it sometime
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One time in 9th grade I was dying to take a piss at the end of the school day but for some reason all the toilets were locked so I had to hold it. Then walking home I thought I was gonna piss myself so I just took my dick out and pissed while I was walking for like ten minutes.
Why not just stop walking?
No I didn't get it all over my pants altho there may have been some off spray but I can't remember. And not stop walking because I would then just be standing in the middle of the street pissing. The first maybe km of the walk was just down normal suburban streets and there's all the other kids walking home etc
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There was nowhere for you to post up?
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Crossed a border with lot of weed stashed in my friends car doors.
Would never do that shit again but it felt like jumping down El Toro even if I’ve never done that.
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all throughout my childhood years the neighborhood kids and i would spend days just playing tag.
anyway, one particular day we were playing and we were trespassing into all the nearby apartment buildings, i started to get the feeling that i would have to take a dumpp soon..but i didn't wanna go back home to take care of business, caught up in the game ya..anyway i wonder off into the laundry room of an apartment building.
i noticed this rag on the floor and decided to take a shit there..i didn't even hesitate really, just got straight to it...afterwards, this urge comes over me to smear my remains all over the wall,,and once again, i didn't hesitate to..later, after all is said and done i show my friends what i had done and simultaneously one of the tenants happens to be dropping by..this woman, an old woman, walks in...horrified ..screaming and making threats to call the police
..for some reason i thought i would have to take a lie detector test, and for the first time within the whole situation i felt, well...bad.
anyway thats that, i must've been about 10/11 years old and i had no shame
Legend
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not me, but kids that vape in high school are wack as fuck
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I would drink 3-4 beers before I got to the sesh and then would struggle to do basic tricks, probably drink 3-4 more as celebratory beers whenever I did said basic tricks. Swore I was crushing it. Skating and smoking was super cool at that time too. So that .
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I was like 5 playing in those mall pools full of plastic balls with different colors and wanted to piss, but didn't wanted to stop playing... so I pissed myself and kept playing till minutes later mom found out ;D
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My little brother and I grew up in the bush and when we were bored we would just go out and try to blow things up. One day we had an empty aluminum bottle so we filled it halfway with petrol and I remember we were crouched over it, trying to drop matches into it so it would light on fire but the matches wouldn't stay alight. I still don't even know why they didn't stay alight but if it had worked we probably would have literally burnt off our faces.
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We used to do this shit we called skunking. We'd tie a stuffed animal to a fishing line, put it on one side of the road, then hide on the other and reel it in when cars drove by. It probably started with a skunk, but we evolved into using the most ridiculous animals we could find. I remember one night we were using an orange alligator and this guy in a drop top jeep slammed on his breaks, looked at it for a minute and said "what the fuck is that?" We all started cracking up, blowing our cover. He got out and ran towards us, but we all took off in different directions. We left the rig behind, which was one of my dad's poles and the Jeep guy took it. My dad was a bit bummed I lost the rod, but he did even stupider shit as a kid and when I told him what happened, he wasn't even mad.
Thankfully we never caused any accidents, but I still think it was mostly innocent fun. It was hilarious if you'd manage to get the car to hit the animal, then lock up the breaks. Sometimes whatever we were using would get sent flying and we'd have retie it a bunch of times. Getting chased was a big part of it, and we never got caught, just lost the rig that one time.
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nothing beats these 00s/early 2010 slap threads because u know most of it is true hahahahah
my friends and i got drunk one time and hit golfballs off this mountain/hill thing onto the neighborhood below. stupid as fuck
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At about 8 I intentionally started talking with a stutter because it would bother my little sister and I thought it was funny. Then I couldn't make it stop and it took like a month to be able to talk normal again.
At 12 I started getting peach fuzz sideburns so took a lighter and burned them off because I didn't know how to shave. Sideburns never came back so now I can have a full beard but no sideburns.
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At about 8 I intentionally started talking with a stutter because it would bother my little sister and I thought it was funny. Then I couldn't make it stop and it took like a month to be able to talk normal again.
At 12 I started getting peach fuzz sideburns so took a lighter and burned them off because I didn't know how to shave. Sideburns never came back so now I can have a full beard but no sideburns.
Ah another member of the zef group. I didn't set my face on fire but also have a weird one inch gap between head hair and beard hair. I think mine may be caused by being lazy and not shaving the sideburns part for like all of highschool lol
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When I was about 4 years old, my best friend and I climbed a tree and chucked a cinder block onto the back windshield of a neighbor's car. I have no clue how we got a cinder block up there given that we were both fucking 4 years old. The windshield obviously shattered and we ran away. We lived in a trailer park so we didn't run TOO far... I received a well deserved ass whooping.
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I was fucking around with some firecrackers and lit a small brush fire near my house, i was 9-10
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Tell my friend to drive his mother's car faster on a back road. Well he did just that & flew around a turn, overcompensated the turn & hit a bank which flipped the car. I just remember being upside down & smelling blood & heat. I felt fine & when I went to crawl out, I noticed that I had blood on my pants. I looked at my right hand & my middle, ring & pinkie finger were completely lacerated & I could completely see the bones. No pain as I just stood there & asked my friend if "this was bad". Once the ambulance came, I was on morphine & just relaxed. The worse was seeing my parents & begging them not to look at my hand as it was really bad
Long story short, I got surgery, two post surgeries & did not have to have my fingers amputated as that was on the table. I just can't bend my finger tips on my right hand. Still have full function & can drum which I played my first show with two pins in my fingers to keep them straight.
Longs story short, wear your seatbelt as that day I did & I was still in the weird phase where sometimes I wouldn't. I can tell you for a fact that if I were not on this day, I would be dead.
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As luck would have it, my teenage years coincided with the height of gangs and violent crime.
One night I skated to 7-11 late at night. I rounded the corner from my street and saw a bunch of cholos already running down the street. They weren't really looking at me and had already been there before I rounded the corner, just thought they were going for a nightly ese jog to keep in shape. It seemed odd, but didn't feel threatening. Suddenly, I feel a blunt object hit the back of my head and woke up to blurry Nike Cortez classics scurrying in the distance. Some concerned citizens came out but quickly shut the door when they saw me so I had to crawl back to my house a few block away where my dad very reluctantly drove me to the ER.
Turns out, it was somewhat of a "hit". The dumb aspect is not booking it when you see a street full of gangbangers.
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We used to do this shit we called skunking. We'd tie a stuffed animal to a fishing line, put it on one side of the road, then hide on the other and reel it in when cars drove by. It probably started with a skunk, but we evolved into using the most ridiculous animals we could find. I remember one night we were using an orange alligator and this guy in a drop top jeep slammed on his breaks, looked at it for a minute and said "what the fuck is that?" We all started cracking up, blowing our cover. He got out and ran towards us, but we all took off in different directions. We left the rig behind, which was one of my dad's poles and the Jeep guy took it. My dad was a bit bummed I lost the rod, but he did even stupider shit as a kid and when I told him what happened, he wasn't even mad.
Thankfully we never caused any accidents, but I still think it was mostly innocent fun. It was hilarious if you'd manage to get the car to hit the animal, then lock up the breaks. Sometimes whatever we were using would get sent flying and we'd have retie it a bunch of times. Getting chased was a big part of it, and we never got caught, just lost the rig that one time.
i lived on a more rural road and me and my frieds would do this shit we called a road block and we'd just put all kinds of stupid shit in the road and people had to waste their time moving it, sometimes they'd hit it tho and fuck their car up. we did it all the time, thought it was hilarious
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Long time lurker, been reading yall for like 15 damn years, stoked to be posting.
This thread rules.
When I was 17 , me and my girl was drunk at a party in the woods back in Indiana , and she let me whip her car on some quad trails.
Totally smoked the whip, she was having fun so we kept going . Totally wrecked the piss out the car.
Drove it to her house the next day , her dad saw it and pulled out the shotgun.
I bounced with the quickness.
Too many tales from growing up in southern Indiana / Ohio
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One time I was buying groceries and I was farting and it smelled really bad so I figured I had to poop and went into the bathroom. I sat down but almost fainted becaise the farts were so stinky (smelled like cat food and onions). I prepared myself to crack the bowl in half purely based off smell alone, this was going to be some major destruction. I let loose and feel my bowels fully empty (half in pain half relieving) and the smell that followed can't be explained. I can try though. It was like a mixture of the cat food onion smell mixed with pizza that had been sitting out for a week with hot sauce poured on it that was lit on fire and extinguished with vinegar. Lastly, I get up to look at what i've just expelled out of my asshole (everyone does that right?) and chuckle. I reach over while looking at my creation to grab some tp from the little metal box on the wall only to imediately start panicking. That's right. Public toilet massacre and they didn't replace the tp. So there I am just standing there with my south pole pants around my ankles with poop all over my asshole wondering what the fuck i'm gonna do. I get the bright idea to take off my underwear and use them as a wiping substitute, great works fine. Then, I decide im going to flush them so i flush the poop first because there was just so much of it. As soon as I flush I see the water level rising and start freaking the fuck out. Mind you my pants are at my ankles still. I hurry up and wipe the best I could and throw the underwear in the overflowing toilet hoping it would stop while i'm trying to pull my pants up. Shit water starts fucking pouring out all over the floor as i'm backing up towards the door tightening up my belt thinking "god damn what the fuck have I done?". I bust open the door and everyone is looking at me. They know. I don't know if they smelled the farts/poop or if they could tell by the look in my eyes. Neither. It's the shit water flood pouring out from underneath the bathroom door behind me. As I'm speedwalking towards the exit I hear an employee scream and then I turn around as I'm walking out the door only to see they opened the bathroom door and my underwear are floating down the shit water river like some kind of poop stained noahs ark. Never eating a chocolate milkshake and spaghetti before shopping again.
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i dont have shit going on so lets just go down memory lane - i grew up in a shitty ass town next to a shitty ass town next to a huge college football town
fill trash bins with food waste, water and motor oil and lean it against someones door at like 3 am and ring the doorbell, they open the door and their house is flooded with 55gals of waste
i worked at a building supply store and i would steal boxes of 1/4" nuts and we would zing em at cars coming the opposite direction
stole milk jugs from the grocery and would throw em at 18 wheelers when they were coming the opposite direction
we would get a cinderblock and put it in a walmart bag and set it on the highway and watch cars thinking they were going to hit a plastic bag and just get FUCKED UP - one time this drywall guys ladder flew off his van
we would go to goodwill and offer to buy all the stuff animals for like 20 bucks then we would tie them to a fishing pole and drag them across the highway and make people try not to hit a dog or something lmao - one time we did it and a ford expedition rear ended a BMW 3 series
i lit 12 bottle rockets in the hall at school during school time
we flushed quick crete down the toilets
one time we were fuckin shit faced when i was like 17 and we were in this dive bar and me and my buddy wanted to be the CKY crew so bad, we literally tore down the walls seperating the toilet from the urinal, cops got us there
this kid we knew was an asshole and his parents owned a cemetary, we would find funeral programs brochure things in his truck and call the family and tell them we accidentally put the coffin in upside down or we accidentally burned them in the cremator or whatever.
i worked at a sporting good store that sold pellet rifles on this highway in my town and we would load the pellet rifles up and shoot cars on the highway from the door at the sporting good place. i probably shot like 500-700 cars lmao
one time we sold this kid a parsely joint and he tried to smoke it in this field we were in on atv's and obv that shit went up like a wildfire cause it was dry ass parsely. he coughed, dropped it and probably like 120-150 acres caught fire. was regional news, never got caught.
found a credit card on the ground at college and went to gamestop and bought 5 Sony PSP and then pawned em all except for one.
my parents probably should have paid more attention to me
man i could go on and on with this shit, luckily by the time i was about 22 i stopped doing all this ridiculous shit. i am pushing 40 now and thank god every day we didnt have phones/social media
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i dont have shit going on so lets just go down memory lane - i grew up in a shitty ass town next to a shitty ass town next to a huge college football town
fill trash bins with food waste, water and motor oil and lean it against someones door at like 3 am and ring the doorbell, they open the door and their house is flooded with 55gals of waste
i worked at a building supply store and i would steal boxes of 1/4" nuts and we would zing em at cars coming the opposite direction
stole milk jugs from the grocery and would throw em at 18 wheelers when they were coming the opposite direction
we would get a cinderblock and put it in a walmart bag and set it on the highway and watch cars thinking they were going to hit a plastic bag and just get FUCKED UP - one time this drywall guys ladder flew off his van
we would go to goodwill and offer to buy all the stuff animals for like 20 bucks then we would tie them to a fishing pole and drag them across the highway and make people try not to hit a dog or something lmao - one time we did it and a ford expedition rear ended a BMW 3 series
i lit 12 bottle rockets in the hall at school during school time
we flushed quick crete down the toilets
one time we were fuckin shit faced when i was like 17 and we were in this dive bar and me and my buddy wanted to be the CKY crew so bad, we literally tore down the walls seperating the toilet from the urinal, cops got us there
this kid we knew was an asshole and his parents owned a cemetary, we would find funeral programs brochure things in his truck and call the family and tell them we accidentally put the coffin in upside down or we accidentally burned them in the cremator or whatever.
i worked at a sporting good store that sold pellet rifles on this highway in my town and we would load the pellet rifles up and shoot cars on the highway from the door at the sporting good place. i probably shot like 500-700 cars lmao
one time we sold this kid a parsely joint and he tried to smoke it in this field we were in on atv's and obv that shit went up like a wildfire cause it was dry ass parsely. he coughed, dropped it and probably like 120-150 acres caught fire. was regional news, never got caught.
found a credit card on the ground at college and went to gamestop and bought 5 Sony PSP and then pawned em all except for one.
my parents probably should have paid more attention to me
man i could go on and on with this shit, luckily by the time i was about 22 i stopped doing all this ridiculous shit. i am pushing 40 now and thank god every day we didnt have phones/social media
Dude….you were a straight up menace to society.
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i dont have shit going on so lets just go down memory lane - i grew up in a shitty ass town next to a shitty ass town next to a huge college football town
fill trash bins with food waste, water and motor oil and lean it against someones door at like 3 am and ring the doorbell, they open the door and their house is flooded with 55gals of waste
i worked at a building supply store and i would steal boxes of 1/4" nuts and we would zing em at cars coming the opposite direction
stole milk jugs from the grocery and would throw em at 18 wheelers when they were coming the opposite direction
we would get a cinderblock and put it in a walmart bag and set it on the highway and watch cars thinking they were going to hit a plastic bag and just get FUCKED UP - one time this drywall guys ladder flew off his van
we would go to goodwill and offer to buy all the stuff animals for like 20 bucks then we would tie them to a fishing pole and drag them across the highway and make people try not to hit a dog or something lmao - one time we did it and a ford expedition rear ended a BMW 3 series
i lit 12 bottle rockets in the hall at school during school time
we flushed quick crete down the toilets
one time we were fuckin shit faced when i was like 17 and we were in this dive bar and me and my buddy wanted to be the CKY crew so bad, we literally tore down the walls seperating the toilet from the urinal, cops got us there
this kid we knew was an asshole and his parents owned a cemetary, we would find funeral programs brochure things in his truck and call the family and tell them we accidentally put the coffin in upside down or we accidentally burned them in the cremator or whatever.
i worked at a sporting good store that sold pellet rifles on this highway in my town and we would load the pellet rifles up and shoot cars on the highway from the door at the sporting good place. i probably shot like 500-700 cars lmao
one time we sold this kid a parsely joint and he tried to smoke it in this field we were in on atv's and obv that shit went up like a wildfire cause it was dry ass parsely. he coughed, dropped it and probably like 120-150 acres caught fire. was regional news, never got caught.
found a credit card on the ground at college and went to gamestop and bought 5 Sony PSP and then pawned em all except for one.
my parents probably should have paid more attention to me
man i could go on and on with this shit, luckily by the time i was about 22 i stopped doing all this ridiculous shit. i am pushing 40 now and thank god every day we didnt have phones/social media
some of these are straight up evil, got more?
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i dont have shit going on so lets just go down memory lane - i grew up in a shitty ass town next to a shitty ass town next to a huge college football town
fill trash bins with food waste, water and motor oil and lean it against someones door at like 3 am and ring the doorbell, they open the door and their house is flooded with 55gals of waste
i worked at a building supply store and i would steal boxes of 1/4" nuts and we would zing em at cars coming the opposite direction
stole milk jugs from the grocery and would throw em at 18 wheelers when they were coming the opposite direction
we would get a cinderblock and put it in a walmart bag and set it on the highway and watch cars thinking they were going to hit a plastic bag and just get FUCKED UP - one time this drywall guys ladder flew off his van
we would go to goodwill and offer to buy all the stuff animals for like 20 bucks then we would tie them to a fishing pole and drag them across the highway and make people try not to hit a dog or something lmao - one time we did it and a ford expedition rear ended a BMW 3 series
i lit 12 bottle rockets in the hall at school during school time
we flushed quick crete down the toilets
one time we were fuckin shit faced when i was like 17 and we were in this dive bar and me and my buddy wanted to be the CKY crew so bad, we literally tore down the walls seperating the toilet from the urinal, cops got us there
this kid we knew was an asshole and his parents owned a cemetary, we would find funeral programs brochure things in his truck and call the family and tell them we accidentally put the coffin in upside down or we accidentally burned them in the cremator or whatever.
i worked at a sporting good store that sold pellet rifles on this highway in my town and we would load the pellet rifles up and shoot cars on the highway from the door at the sporting good place. i probably shot like 500-700 cars lmao
one time we sold this kid a parsely joint and he tried to smoke it in this field we were in on atv's and obv that shit went up like a wildfire cause it was dry ass parsely. he coughed, dropped it and probably like 120-150 acres caught fire. was regional news, never got caught.
found a credit card on the ground at college and went to gamestop and bought 5 Sony PSP and then pawned em all except for one.
my parents probably should have paid more attention to me
man i could go on and on with this shit, luckily by the time i was about 22 i stopped doing all this ridiculous shit. i am pushing 40 now and thank god every day we didnt have phones/social media
Damn!!!! How many cars got wrecked?
Yeah man tell us some more this was entertaining lol
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When I was about 8-9 I got the bright idea to jump off the roof of a 2 story condo with a trash bag thinking it would create a parachute. It didn’t.
I was re-enacting the scene from predator where Hawkins gets killed and fell on a pair of scissors which went straight through my knee.