about 3 years ago me and 3 of my friends got very fucked up on redbull vodkas and xanax,(we were all underage at the time about 19-20) we were walking around outside at like 4 am and we came across a lone car parked in an empty dark parking lot. it was a piece of shit like 2004 nissan maxima and it had a paper in the windshield that said they broke down and would be back for the car tomorrow. my friend ended up taking a shit on the hood of the car and slashing all of the tires on the car. ive never laughed so hard in my life. dont lecture me i know its terrible
I also went through this phase at about this time. My buddy and I would launch golf balls into a crowded mall parking lot and listen to the windshields shatter. Took a couple dumps on some windshields. Stuffed roadkill into the exhausts of people we thought deserved it. Think about how bad a week-old possum smells inside a muffler of a 98 civic. I was also stealing people’s mail and rummaging through unlocked vehicles at the time.
My buddy would pick out the biggest, baddest dude he could and, like a field goal kicker, kick him in the ass as hard as he could and then run away through a maze of parked cars.
The adult mind recoils at all of this, but at the time it felt like fighting against the system. I couldn’t even imagine habitating the mind of the person that would do this, but it was me. The follies of youth.
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