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General Discussion => Essentially Flyertalk => Topic started by: Kat Kid on December 28, 2012, 08:52:04 AM
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My parent's where having a party with all of their friends and I brought out a centerfold and said I found where Jessica Rabbit was hiding.
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Me and the neighborhood crew used to go in the storm sewers and pretend like we were ninja turtles. Our moms did not like this.
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Jessica Rabbit! I loved her!
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One time, I was riding my bike to school and went right through this dude's flower garden and he flipped out and got in his truck and tried to chase me. I ditched my bike and ran straight in the back way to my classroom. Did not get in troubs.
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Is there any better play area for a kid than a drainage ditch behind the house? I think not.
You can ride your bike in it as a shortcut.
You can race paper boats from your house down to TJ's house.
You can build a mini dam and see how long it lasts.
You can chase racoons and possums that come out of the sewers.
Just an all around good time!
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snuck out of a grade school all night "lock in" at about 3AM with a couple bros and walked around town. came back to discover the entire school staff was looking for us and had called the parents of all the kids to come pick them up. our school never did another one because we ruined it for everyone. pretty shitty locks on your "lock in" is the real problem shitheads. I'm 10 years old, I don't know any better.
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When I was in 4th grade, I "was sick" and stayed home from school. However, I still wanted to go to basketball practice. Mom said :nono:, so I kicked the wall that ended up being a really cheap, flimsy material, and I kicked right through it. Man, that whooping was pretty elite on their part.
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Almost set the house on fire (multiple times, all accidental)
Nearly charged w/ telephone fraud by the State of Iowa (had to settle)
Banned from all telephones in high school (regular and payphones)
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When I was a freshman in eudora, I decided to go to a small friends party where they were serving moonshine. I should have shied away, I was about to experience my FIRST EVER Chiefs game the next day. However, i didn't, I mixed a few moonshine drinks with sonic drinks and came stumbling home. I was so drunk that when mom was yelling at me, she sounded like Charlie Brown's teacher. During the screaming, I puked on her, and then received the lashing of my life. 'Rents could have denied me the game the next day, but they knew what they were doing, it was 100 degrees out, and I sat in the heat during the game regretting life. It was fun. :D
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Nearly charged w/ telephone fraud by the State of Iowa (had to settle)
Banned from all telephones in high school (regular and payphones)
:popcorn:
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When the low-level pro golf tournament came to our neighborhood course every summer they would put really expensive balls at the driving range. We would go out and steal them at night. Finally got chased off by security and had to escape on bikes.
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From 1st-4th grade me and my buddies traded farts during class while the teacher was writing on the chalk board. The entire class would erupt in laughter and sometimes the teacher would even snicker as she tried to restore order.
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Was the first and pretty much only non dumbass in my HS that could figure out how to get on the Internet in the computer lab. Made my way to a few bbs's and got kicked off of one. They sent the transcript to the school. SF was no longer allowed to use the Internet at school. :shakesfist:
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Was the first and pretty much only non dumbass in my HS that could figure out how to get on the Internet in the computer lab. Made my way to a few bbs's and got kicked off of one. They sent the transcript to the school. SF was no longer allowed to use the Internet at school. :shakesfist:
Oh yes, also got kicked off the computers during high school.
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i remember telling stupid kids to go to whitehouse.com in the computer lab instead of whitehouse.gov
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slipped the e-brake on my grandparent's motorhome when I was 3 and getting ready to go camping, went down a hill and totaled an oncoming car
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slipped the e-brake on my grandparent's motorhome when I was 3 and getting ready to go camping, went down a hill and totaled an oncoming car
that sounds pretty awesome
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My next door neighbors were this really conservative family. Home schooled, 6 kids, etc. When I was about 11 me and my other friend were playing outside with the oldest boy, and we convinced him to let us hog tie his little brother to a shovel and carry him around. The kid was probably 6 or 7. We hog tied him, picked him up, carried him around, and he started screaming. Then his mom came out and yelled at us. We bolted and let Jimmy homeschool take the fall.
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in third grade a kid threw his lunchbox at me so I picked it up and launched it onto the roof of the school and the janitor had to go up there and get it.
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Same homeschool kid was with me and my bros playing wiffle ball. Well, we went inside my friend mike's house and fast forwarded his VHS of Fast Times at Ridgemont High to the good parts if you know what I'm saying :fatty: because his mom wasn't home. Then we went back out for more wiffle ball. Jimmy homeschool told his mom and she called all of our moms. She suggested we each go to confession.
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Mom left 6 yr old me and 4 yr old sis in the cutlass supreme while it was running. Little sis pulled the gear shift into drive and away we went. Screaming as I jumped from the back seat to the driver's seat I drove the car into the nearest tree. I was a hero for a day. :cool:
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in third grade a kid threw his lunchbox at me so I picked it up and launched it onto the roof of the school and the janitor had to go up there and get it.
They should've left it up there, would've taught that little punk a lesson.
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My next door neighbors were this really conservative family. Home schooled, 6 kids, etc. When I was about 11 me and my other friend were playing outside with the oldest boy, and we convinced him to let us hog tie his little brother to a shovel and carry him around. The kid was probably 6 or 7. We hog tied him, picked him up, carried him around, and he started screaming. Then his mom came out and yelled at us. We bolted and let Jimmy homeschool take the fall.
Same homeschool kid was with me and my bros playing wiffle ball. Well, we went inside my friend mike's house and fast forwarded his VHS of Fast Times at Ridgemont High to the good parts if you know what I'm saying :fatty: because his mom wasn't home. Then we went back out for more wiffle ball. Jimmy homeschool told his mom and she called all of our moms. She suggested we each go to confession.
Note to self: Probably don't homeschool my children...but if I do, never introduce them to CF3
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In HS had an innocent night of non damaging vandalism result in a$500 reward being offered for knowledge about me and a couple bros.
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In 2nd grade me and my far sighted friend started a grass fire on the playground using his glasses. Half the playground went up in flames. The cause of the fire is still debated to this day.
:dance:
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3rd grade field trip to the KC Symphony. I stood on my seat and started booing loudly. Had to sit next to the principal on the bus ride home. My dad had to come meet with the principal and I after school and I asker her if she wanted "a knuckle sandwich".
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:lol:
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Flicked a paper football off the very top of the Topeka capital building in 3rd grade. Some other little kid dropped a dime on me, got lectured that I "could've killed someone" and had to have a parent teacher conference.
Middle School Foods class: Filled a drawer with water (by lining it with plastic wrap) motioned the teacher over and said, "open the drawer quick there is something in there!" (Teacher jerks drawer open, gets water all over self).
While teacher was doing the demonstration on how to prepare the day's food, I distracted her while a buddy switched the egg with a ceramic egg. She tried and tried to crack it before she caught on.
I spent a lot of time in ISS (In School Suspension)
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In 3rd grade me and my bff would convince girls to lift their skirt. IDK why we did this because we would just run away laughing and screaming GROOOOOSSSS! :runaway: :runaway:
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Flicked a paper football off the very top of the Topeka capital building in 3rd grade. Some other little kid dropped a dime on me, got lectured that I "could've killed someone" and had to have a parent teacher conference.
Middle School Foods class: Filled a drawer with water (by lining it with plastic wrap) motioned the teacher over and said, "open the drawer quick there is something in there!" (Teacher jerks drawer open, gets water all over self).
While teacher was doing the demonstration on how to prepare the day's food, I distracted her while a buddy switched the egg with a ceramic egg. She tried and tried to crack it before she caught on.
I spent a lot of time in ISS (In School Suspension)
Very Jim Halpert-ish
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Was ignoring my kindergarten teacher and talking to my bros during story time. Kindergarten teacher was a sweet old lady and when she told me to get up and wait in the hall, I stood up and caller her a "dumb bitch." :cool:
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TRUE STORY that somewhat relates to this thread. At a fraternity convention in New Orleans, I got pak'd on bourbon street with Porky of the little rascals, a member of the same house at OU.
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was 8 or 9. told a girl if she showed me hers, i would show her mine :fatty:
she went first. i got a long look. then i ran like hell :lol:
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was 8 or 9. told a girl if she showed me hers, i would show her mine :fatty:
she went first. i got a long look. then i ran like hell :lol:
Hmm, sounds like this post should go in the dating thread.
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:lol:
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When Jackass was popular my friends and I started making our own videos. We were only 14, but decided we should hit one of our friends with a truck. We did, and he jumped on top and shattered the windshield. We told his/our parents that we were jumping on the trampoline (they kept the truck in the backyard since nobody drove it at the time) and one of us got pushed onto the windshield of the truck. They found out what really happened a few days later because my friend's little sister found out and told them. Still have the video of it to this day.
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was 8 or 9. told a girl if she showed me hers, i would show her mine :fatty:
she went first. i got a long look. then i ran like hell :lol:
Hmm, sounds like this post should go in the dating thread.
:lol:
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was 8 or 9. told a girl if she showed me hers, i would show her mine :fatty:
she went first. i got a long look. then i ran like hell :lol:
Hmm, sounds like this post should go in the dating thread.
:lol:
way to go cfor3. you dumbass.
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in highschool a friend once lit a paper airplane on fire and then threw it across the classroom. the teacher (substitute) saw it and was like "what the hell was that". friend without missing a beat says "not my fault. the fuselage caught on fire".
have roughly a billion similar stories but that one is still just hilarious to me.
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Would regularly throw snow balls at cars from a ditch near my house with 6-8 other kids. One time I threw a beauty, lead the car and everything, the snowball to exploded all over the windshield. The car throws on his brakes, everyone scatters (this was a large ditch). We are all hiding and watching and notice it was a policeman in uniform. He stands at the edge of the road and spotted our bikes which we thought were tucked away. He grabs several of the bikes and holds them ransom, so a few of us go out. Needless to say, I was grounded.
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in highschool a friend once lit a paper airplane on fire and then threw it across the classroom. the teacher (substitute) saw it and was like "what the hell was that". friend without missing a beat says "not my fault. the fuselage caught on fire".
Interesting, I thought these were personal stories. I think we could all tell stories about things that randos in our high school did.
I mean, if I had to guess, I'd guss that rick daris was a kissass who never got in troubs, but still laughed at the things his friends did and wished he could be more like them.
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in highschool a friend once lit a paper airplane on fire and then threw it across the classroom. the teacher (substitute) saw it and was like "what the hell was that". friend without missing a beat says "not my fault. the fuselage caught on fire".
Interesting, I thought these were personal stories. I think we could all tell stories about things that randos in our high school did.
I mean, if I had to guess, I'd guss that rick daris was a kissass who never got in troubs, but still laughed at the things his friends did and wished he could be more like them.
:popcorn:
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Was moonin some cars on a very busy street about 6 blocks from my house. One guy did not appreciate it at all. Ran through the neighborhoods. Kept seeing his car as we would cross a street. He hunted us. The chase went on for a good 30 minutes. Eventually wound up getting caught. That's a paddlin.
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Baby asava in a 'straunt eating spaghetti. Dude kept making faces at me. Launched plate of spaghetti over my head and onto the face maker. Don't mess w/ me during spaghetti time.
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in highschool a friend once lit a paper airplane on fire and then threw it across the classroom. the teacher (substitute) saw it and was like "what the hell was that". friend without missing a beat says "not my fault. the fuselage caught on fire".
Interesting, I thought these were personal stories. I think we could all tell stories about things that randos in our high school did.
I mean, if I had to guess, I'd guss that rick daris was a kissass who never got in troubs, but still laughed at the things his friends did and wished he could be more like them.
actually i was quite the hilarious prankster. easily top 5%. i just never got caught and this thread is about people who did. :cool:
except that time my senior year when some friends and i got pulled over on I-70 and frisked at gun point by seven cop cars. but even then we didn't get in troubs so idk.
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When Jackass was popular my friends and I started making our own videos. We were only 14, but decided we should hit one of our friends with a truck. We did, and he jumped on top and shattered the windshield. We told his/our parents that we were jumping on the trampoline (they kept the truck in the backyard since nobody drove it at the time) and one of us got pushed onto the windshield of the truck. They found out what really happened a few days later because my friend's little sister found out and told them. Still have the video of it to this day.
Very similar experiences. Those CKY videos really led to a lot shenanigans.
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Freshman year of high school, we had a 16 man "pussy bracket", to see who could get the most slizz. I wasn't a part of it (because I'm a rough ridin' loser), but the guys who got caught totally got suspended for like 3 days.
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Was moonin some cars on a very busy street about 6 blocks from my house. One guy did not appreciate it at all. Ran through the neighborhoods. Kept seeing his car as we would cross a street. He hunted us. The chase went on for a good 30 minutes. Eventually wound up getting caught. That's a paddlin.
throwing snowballs at cars when about 16. hit one. two huge guys jump out and start coming for us. we ran behind a school and hid out for a few minutes and then came back out when we thought it was safe. apparently it wasn't because as soon as we turned the corner there they were walking right towards us. quick thinking but scared silly daris says "hey. are you the guys that just threw a big chunk of ice at our car?" they were all "hell no and we kind of think it was you guys". mexican standoff that finally ends with all of us joining forces to look for the people throwing snow for a good 15 minutes before each going our own ways.
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Was moonin some cars on a very busy street about 6 blocks from my house. One guy did not appreciate it at all. Ran through the neighborhoods. Kept seeing his car as we would cross a street. He hunted us. The chase went on for a good 30 minutes. Eventually wound up getting caught. That's a paddlin.
throwing snowballs at cars when about 16. hit one. two huge guys jump out and start coming for us. we ran behind a school and hid out for a few minutes and then came back out when we thought it was safe. apparently it wasn't because as soon as we turned the corner there they were walking right towards us. quick thinking but scared silly daris says "hey. are you the guys that just threw a big chunk of ice at our car?" they were all "hell no and we kind of think it was you guys". mexican standoff that finally ends with all of us joining forces to look for the people throwing snow for a good 15 minutes before each going our own ways.
that is slick as eff.
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In 5th grade the whole class was giving the substitute teacher a hard time. The teacher thinking he would quash this crap singles out Bloodfart to come to the front and take over teaching class. I was crapping my pants walking to the front of the room trying to think of what I would say. Then it hit me like a bolt of lightning. I get up there and turn to the class and say "well looks like we've done enough today so lets go to recess." That's when I really crap my pants. The whole class gets up and goes out side. I was in the deepest crap of my life but a legend for the rest of my grade school career. :cool:
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Was in copy room with bro at school and made a copy of my bum. Told my bro that I was going to put his name on it and leave it there. He left the room and I was going something else and a teacher came in to make copies. I dove across the table to get the copy but was too late. SF was no longer allowed in the copy room.
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In 5th grade the whole class was giving the substitute teacher a hard time. The teacher thinking he would quash this crap singles out Bloodfart to come to the front and take over teaching class. I was crapping my pants walking to the front of the room trying to think of what I would say. Then it hit me like a bolt of lightning. I get up there and turn to the class and say "well looks like we've done enough today so lets go to recess." That's when I really crap my pants. The whole class gets up and goes out side. I was in the deepest crap of my life but a legend for the rest of my grade school career. :cool:
whenever we had a sub in high school we would usually get shown a movie off of a computer/dvd player connected to a projector. I would always go and "help" them get it started and usually unplug the red, white and yellow connectors from the projector. Probably 75% of the time the sub would be too dumb/old to figure out the problem
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A bunch of us were supposed to get together and practice for this "prestigious" concert that was really just some thing in Dallas run by the band director's personal buddies. The directors were out of town that week so something like 10 people loaded up into my 1993 Camry and went to Sonic for a long lunch instead. We got narc'd on by a couple of goody-goodies and the directors basically all hated us after that.
Later that year we went down to Corpus Christi for our "vacation" band trip (aka we play a concert or something) and we crowded somewhere around 50 people into our hotel room to watch this student-produced comedy video that basically made fun of a bunch of band inside jokes. The band director's brother comes in, clears everyone out, and goes full blast on us. "THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE. YOU HAD BETTER CLEAN UP YOUR ACTS, RIGHT NOW, AND DON'T EXPECT TO HAVE ANY FUN FOR THE REST OF THIS TRIP. THERE IS A COKE. CAN. ON. THE. FLOOR. UNACCEPTABLE!" We got the whole rant on hidden camera. Afterwards we did the California raisin dance out on the balcony since we were all :dance:
We weren't allowed to have anyone other than a chaperone in our rooms after that and we couldn't visit anyone without permission from the band director :dubious: (this was circumvented regularly).
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one time I was steering/using the accelerator with my feet on our 4-wheeler. I crashed it into the front of our family friend's car that was over looking at our puppies.
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I ding-dong-ditched a couple of houses once :surprised:
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when i was 7, i locked all of the bathroom stalls at a store (walmart, maybe?)
i was 7, so i giggled and told my mom. she made me crawl under and unlock all of them.
:frown:
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I ding-dong-ditched a couple of houses once :surprised:
did this on the reg. :shakesfist: those dag nab kids!
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Almost set the house on fire (multiple times, all accidental)
Nearly charged w/ telephone fraud by the State of Iowa (had to settle)
Banned from all telephones in high school (regular and payphones)
Good Lord, a friend and I were basically the Jerky Boys 2.0. Frequent victims were hotels, pest control, etc. At one point we made an archaic phone-recording setup. I'm not sure if the tapes are still lying around.
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set the smoke alarms off at church one time doing the whole aerosol can and lighter flamethrower thing when I was 12
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Almost set the house on fire (multiple times, all accidental)
Nearly charged w/ telephone fraud by the State of Iowa (had to settle)
Banned from all telephones in high school (regular and payphones)
Good Lord, a friend and I were basically the Jerky Boys 2.0. Frequent victims were hotels, pest control, etc. At one point we made an archaic phone-recording setup. I'm not sure if the tapes are still lying around.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phreaking
free long distance calls
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In 5th grade the whole class was giving the substitute teacher a hard time. The teacher thinking he would quash this crap singles out Bloodfart to come to the front and take over teaching class. I was crapping my pants walking to the front of the room trying to think of what I would say. Then it hit me like a bolt of lightning. I get up there and turn to the class and say "well looks like we've done enough today so lets go to recess." That's when I really crap my pants. The whole class gets up and goes out side. I was in the deepest crap of my life but a legend for the rest of my grade school career. :cool:
whenever we had a sub in high school we would usually get shown a movie off of a computer/dvd player connected to a projector. I would always go and "help" them get it started and usually unplug the red, white and yellow connectors from the projector. Probably 75% of the time the sub would be too dumb/old to figure out the problem
Yeah that sub was a respect. I found out later that one of the teachers saw us on the play ground and went to our room and ripped the sub a new one and the douche nozzle just left the school. God damn I was sweating bullets out there on the playground starring at the other classroom windows full of teachers and kids starring back at me. We just stayed out there the entire afternoon my classmates going crazy and me planning where to run away to when dad found out. Then the buses came and we went home.
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When the low-level pro golf tournament came to our neighborhood course every summer they would put really expensive balls at the driving range. We would go out and steal them at night. Finally got chased off by security and had to escape on bikes.
Used to sneak onto the neighborhood course and dive for golf balls in the pond at night. We would find tons of them and then sell them to golfers to make lots of money. Once the cops came by, but I ducked under the water and stuck my hand and arm out of the water and pretended to be a goose. He bought it. Success.
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lotta little punk asshat kids on this board :surprised:
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Was ignoring my kindergarten teacher and talking to my bros during story time. Kindergarten teacher was a sweet old lady and when she told me to get up and wait in the hall, I stood up and caller her a "dumb bitch." :cool:
:horrorsurprise:
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4 years old. I asked my mom for a plate of cookies and sat on the porch with a small chubby plastic bat behind my back. I planned to wait for the neighbor boy, offer him cookies and then beat him with it.
I was foiled when my parents saw me sitting on the porch with the bat and asked what I was doing. I'm not a very good liar, though I am still vindictive. (There's a lesson here, Trim.)
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At the city park at about age 5. Saw a big green steel box and it was making a ticking sound. Thought it was a bomb. Went and got my dad's hammer to pry it open. Had a big dial on it. Turned the dial. Sprinklers went on. There was a league softball game going. About that time my dad came around the corner wondering what I was doing with his hammer (sister told on me.) Softball players running after me, my dad coming from the other direction. Trapped & caught.
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lotta little punk asshat kids on this board :surprised:
I believe "hellions" is the preferred nomenclature.
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At the city park at about age 5. Saw a big green steel box and it was making a ticking sound. Thought it was a bomb. Went and got my dad's hammer to pry it open. Had a big dial on it. Turned the dial. Sprinklers went on. There was a league softball game going. About that time my dad came around the corner wondering what I was doing with his hammer (sister told on me.) Softball players running after me, my dad coming from the other direction. Trapped & caught.
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A week after I turned 16 I was blocked in my driveway by 3 cop cars who approached my window with their guns drawn.
I was driving around while my buddy in the back was shooting stop signs with a paintball gun. Parents come outside to see why there are all these cop cars out front and get to witness their son being patted down in the front yard. No charges were filed but I was SUPER grounded after that, couldnt drive or leave the house without permission for OVER 1 month.
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In high school I figured out that you could pop open the dial-type locks on the PE lockers with a weight plate (I don't remember how or why I found this out) without damaging them and then lock them back up none the wiser. We were required to wear a plain white tee and red shorts as our PE uniform. If you didn't have them, then it counted as a no-dress and you had to sit out that day and could ultimately fail PE as a result if you accumulated too many.
So our high school weight room was just off our boys' locker room. Under the auspices of using the restroom during my PE class, I would run down to the weight room, grab a 10-lb plate and then head into the boys' locker room and pop open one of my friends' lockers that had PE at a different time. I would then proceed to stretch the hell out of the neck, sleeve holes and bottom of their white tee. Obscenely stretched out. I'd really go to work on that rough rider. So the neck hole would be gigantic and the sleeves and bottom would be super flared out. Then I would put it back in their locker and lock it back up.
They would then have to wear it during their PE class or get a no-dress. No one ever figured out who or how it was being done, but most of my friends who didn't have PE the same time as me had to look like total dumbasses and be uncomfortable on a regular basis during PE as a result. It was really great. I never did it to a non-friend.
Oh and I also used this method to pop off about ten locks from a rival school's boys' locker room during a track meet (they had opened it up for use of the rest rooms; they had a 10-lb plate holding the door open) and then locked all those locks all over one of my friend's track duffle bag. He was totally :sdeek: when he came back from running the 200 and saw it. He had to use that bag with them on there for the rest of the season until he got a new one the next year. It was also pretty great. Everytime I saw it I laughed so hard. He kind of knew I did it, but couldn't begin to figure out how. He thought I was like some rough ridin' cat burglar who cracked safes by listening to them. So fun.
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When I was in high school, for some reason we were having a girl's swim team girls night out thing and driving around town in a van. Several of the girls decided it would be funny to moon some other cars through the back window. We got pulled over by the cops and told to cut it out.
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Friend in high school had a really powerful spotlight and one of those old removable cop lights. We used to make people pull over all the time and then drive off. We also used to just drive around tailing cop cars all the time. Eventually they would pull us over and complain about it.
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Should also be noted that I hung out with the popular, attractive, athletic kids in high school generally speaking. These are the people I was victimizing, which made it special. Nothing worse than being the stud in high school and being made to look pud in front of your PE class of all places. You literally cannot do anything athletically that appears to be bad ass when the neck on your tee is insanely large (like regularly falling off one of your shoulders) and the sleeves and bottom are flared and crazy floppy. "Great athletic move there bro, but you look rough ridin' stupid on account of that tee."
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one time a friend and me tp'd a really huge nice house for no good reason, didn't know the person. when my friend's mom found out she made us go offer to clean it up the next day, and the person ended up paying us money to clean up our own tp'ing job (she didn't know we had tp'd it in the first place).
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Yes Bread that was a creative burn on your bros.
When I was a freshman a couple guys tag teamed the toilet in our locker room. We all looked at it and then the entire freshmen football team proceeded to unload their guts into this poor toilet. One after another until we couldn't squeeze another chode out. Our coach walks in and sees the massacre and tries to flush the abomination to no avail. crap went everywhere. The freshman team spent the next week running extra sprints at the end of practice.
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Yes Bread that was a creative burn on your bros.
When I was a freshman a couple guys tag teamed the toilet in our locker room. We all looked at it and then the entire freshmen football team proceeded to unload their guts into this poor toilet. One after another until we couldn't squeeze another chode out. Our coach walks in and sees the massacre and tries to flush the abomination to no avail. crap went everywhere. The freshman team spent the next week running extra sprints at the end of practice.
:lol: then
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Yes Bread that was a creative burn on your bros.
When I was a freshman a couple guys tag teamed the toilet in our locker room. We all looked at it and then the entire freshmen football team proceeded to unload their guts into this poor toilet. One after another until we couldn't squeeze another chode out. Our coach walks in and sees the massacre and tries to flush the abomination to no avail. crap went everywhere. The freshman team spent the next week running extra sprints at the end of practice.
:lol: then
We had a locker room that smelled like crap. :dunno:
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that's not little rascal behavior. that's weird disgusting kid behavior.
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that's not little rascal behaviour. that's weird disgusting kid behaviour.
You say potato i say potato.
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that's not little rascal behaviour. that's weird disgusting kid behaviour.
You say potato i say potatoe.
FYP
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that's not little rascal behaviour. that's weird disgusting kid behaviour.
You say potato i say potato.
Our team out scored the opposition 365 - 24 that year so it might have helped build some team chemistry or something.
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At the end of each school year we had a final jazz band concert in the cafeteria, we set it up like a dance etc, it was on a Saturday night. So the Friday before we always had to stay after school and set up. Well, we were moving these risers from the Auditorium to the cafeteria, and got the idea to swing from the curtains in the auditorium like tarzan. So, we did. And then, RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPP, one rips almost completely off, hanging on by like 6 inches of curtain that's left. Right at that moment a janitor had come in and saw us do it, he started yelling and asked us our names (we didn't answer him). This angered him more, he said it didn't matter because Monday he would come to jazz band and point us out to the Associate Principle, so we might as well go confess to him now. We didn't of course, and nothing ever came of it. I assume the janitor just said "screw it" and was too lazy to follow through.
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When I was a freshman in eudora, I decided to go to a small friends party where they were serving moonshine. I should have shied away, I was about to experience my FIRST EVER Chiefs game the next day. However, i didn't, I mixed a few moonshine drinks with sonic drinks and came stumbling home. I was so drunk that when mom was yelling at me, she sounded like Charlie Brown's teacher. During the screaming, I puked on her, and then received the lashing of my life. 'Rents could have denied me the game the next day, but they knew what they were doing, it was 100 degrees out, and I sat in the heat during the game regretting life. It was fun. :D
Awesome. Simply awesome. :drink:
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From 1st-4th grade me and my buddies traded farts during class while the teacher was writing on the chalk board. The entire class would erupt in laughter and sometimes the teacher would even snicker as she tried to restore order.
Pretty universal. Me and the buds always enjoyed this.
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Yes Bread that was a creative burn on your bros.
When I was a freshman a couple guys tag teamed the toilet in our locker room. We all looked at it and then the entire freshmen football team proceeded to unload their guts into this poor toilet. One after another until we couldn't squeeze another chode out. Our coach walks in and sees the massacre and tries to flush the abomination to no avail. crap went everywhere. The freshman team spent the next week running extra sprints at the end of practice.
:lol: then
We had a locker room that smelled like crap. :dunno:
thought i clicked on this little guy :barf:
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My cousin and I did hotlaps on a podunk airport in rural MN near a lake that my aunt had a cabin on. Turns out it wasn't abandoned like we thought and we ended up getting chased by the fuzz. The three wheeler I was rolling with was way faster than the moped my cousin was puttin around on so I left his ass in the dust. He got caught and ratted me out. Still don't like that douchebag, and its been like 25 yrs.
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Got a week of detention in fifth grade because of a fight during PE. It was the same type of fight as grass vs lawnmower, though. This obnoxious prick kept throwing little bits of asphalt that were crumbling off our basketball courts at me when I wasn't looking. I repeatedly told him to stop but he just laughed it up. After about the fourth or fifth time, I walked over to him and punched him in the jaw. It knocked him down and he began to scream and cry.
Naturally, the PE teacher didn't see him throwing crap at me but she happened to look right as I hit him. She started yelling at me and wouldn't listen to my side of the story. I was sent to the principal's office. I had gone to this school since kindergarten and the principal knew exactly who I was because of how often I was sent to see her. She wouldn't listen either, just said that she heard I got into a fight and gave me a week of detention. The kid I decked wasn't punished, which was bullshit, but he never pulled that stunt again.
In third grade I got a detention for shining a laser pointer at the teacher. I had to get my mom to sign the detention slip. We had just learned cursive so I thought "How hard can it be?" and forged her signature because I didn't want to be grounded for getting a detention. However, I only knew about half of the letters in cursive and used a crayon. After I turned it in, the teacher called my mom. Ended up getting a week of lunch/recess detention, after school detention and two weeks of being grounded.
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Yes Bread that was a creative burn on your bros.
When I was a freshman a couple guys tag teamed the toilet in our locker room. We all looked at it and then the entire freshmen football team proceeded to unload their guts into this poor toilet. One after another until we couldn't squeeze another chode out. Our coach walks in and sees the massacre and tries to flush the abomination to no avail. crap went everywhere. The freshman team spent the next week running extra sprints at the end of practice.
:lol: then
We had a locker room that smelled like crap. :dunno:
thought i clicked on this little guy :barf:
freudian slip
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snuck out of a grade school all night "lock in" at about 3AM with a couple bros and walked around town. came back to discover the entire school staff was looking for us and had called the parents of all the kids to come pick them up. our school never did another one because we ruined it for everyone. pretty shitty locks on your "lock in" is the real problem shitheads. I'm 10 years old, I don't know any better.
I knew better at 10.
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snuck out of a grade school all night "lock in" at about 3AM with a couple bros and walked around town. came back to discover the entire school staff was looking for us and had called the parents of all the kids to come pick them up. our school never did another one because we ruined it for everyone. pretty shitty locks on your "lock in" is the real problem shitheads. I'm 10 years old, I don't know any better.
I knew better at 10.
I knew better at 10 but I also knew enough to know that excuse could still be used and often believed.
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In first grade one time I was peeing in a toilet stall an this other kid climbed under the stall and looked up at me and made faces and taunting noises. I told him to stop and he didn't and I told him to stop or I would piss in his face and he didn't and so I pissed in his face.
He ran and told the teacher and they called my parents in but when no one could come up with a good reason for that other kid to have his face right next to the toilet I didn't actually get in very much troubs.
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In first grade one time I was peeing in a toilet stall an this other kid climbed under the stall and looked up at me and made faces and taunting noises. I told him to stop and he didn't and I told him to stop or I would piss in his face and he didn't and so I pissed in his face.
He ran and told the teacher and they called my parents in but when no one could come up with a good reason for that other kid to have his face right next to the toilet I didn't actually get in very much troubs.
Kid had to be crazy to climb under the stall, look up at you and make faces and taunting noises. Where would he learn such a thing?
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Me and some bros rappeled down the front of a school and took some letters off the sign so it read High Cool
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My ex-girlfriend was dating this guy that was a scumbag so me and my gang of celebrity friends banded together and robbed his casino. Each of us had a separate and useful skill that contributed to the heist. Julia and I are still married.
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Yes Bread that was a creative burn on your bros.
When I was a freshman a couple guys tag teamed the toilet in our locker room. We all looked at it and then the entire freshmen football team proceeded to unload their guts into this poor toilet. One after another until we couldn't squeeze another chode out. Our coach walks in and sees the massacre and tries to flush the abomination to no avail. crap went everywhere. The freshman team spent the next week running extra sprints at the end of practice.
:lol:
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I would build full snowmen in the middle of icey/snowy roads and had an escape route through fences and backyards to a hiding spot. Never got caught despite lots of driver hunting. May of done fairly serious damage to a car or two
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I'm not a very good liar, though I am still vindictive. (There's a lesson here, Trim.)
You're actually a horrible liar, fanning.
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Should also be noted that I hung out with the popular, attractive, athletic kids in high school generally speaking. These are the people I was victimizing, which made it special. Nothing worse than being the stud in high school and being made to look pud in front of your PE class of all places. You literally cannot do anything athletically that appears to be bad ass when the neck on your tee is insanely large (like regularly falling off one of your shoulders) and the sleeves and bottom are flared and crazy floppy. "Great athletic move there bro, but you look rough ridin' stupid on account of that tee."
We did this to a really huge guy in our class who wore the same shorts/shirt every day. We bought the same things in a super small size and swapped them out and we are "I guess that's what happens when you wash them :dunno:
Best badminton day ever.
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Filled a dudes shoe with shampoo in pe class because he left his locker open
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My friends and I would always push the "push" section of the fire alarm but never pull the "pull" section of it in the 4th grade.
Well young Unruly accidentally nudged the pull section one time and it turns out the fire alarm will get set off even if the pull section is moved a hair.
Whole school was evacuated and some people ratted me out.
I told the principal that my elbow bumped it because of how I was holding on to my backpack.
Never got in trouble.
:cool:
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one time when I was probably around 5 or so I took a handful of candy from the westside food4less without paying. my conscious got the best of me though and the next time I was there I put 50cents by the candy. :frown:
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another time I ripped a huge fart in 4th grade and blamed it on the girl with hearing aids
:frown:
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some of you d-bags need to learn to read thread titles because there's a whole lot of doing dumb crap without getting in troubs in this thread.
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Me and another 5th grade buddy wrote a little song/rhyme that started out with:
"T_____ and P_______ fuckin' in the hall, doing what they do best.."
I don't remember the rest of it. Anyway, it fell out of my desk and somebody else picked it up and gave it to the teacher. I never saw my teacher's eyes get so big. She sent me to the principal's office (he was not my "pal"). I had to go home and tell my parents what I had written and then get them to sign a note. Plus serve 3 detentions. I never did tell my parents exactly what I wrote. I just said it was too bad to repeat and that no matter what they did to me, I was not going to tell them. Mom signed the note for me.
Also, I didn't rat out my buddy. I don't roll that way.
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In third grade, I cheated on my history exam. In fourth grade, I stole my uncle Max's toupee and I glued it on my face when I was Moses in my Hebrew School play. In fifth grade, I knocked my sister Edie down the stairs and I blamed it on the dog... When my mom sent me to the summer camp for fat kids and then they served lunch I got nuts and I pigged out and they kicked me out... But the worst thing I ever done - I mixed a pot of fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then, t-t-then, I made a noise like this: hua-hua-hua-huaaaaaaa - and then I dumped it over the side, all over the people in the audience. And then, this was horrible, all the people started getting sick and throwing up all over each other. I never felt so bad in my entire life.
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i once tied my older brother to the chair with some workout equipment and then let the air out of his bicycle tires so that some friends and i could go on a day long adventure and he wouldn't be able to catch us.
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i once tied my older brother to the chair with some workout equipment and then let the air out of his bicycle tires so that some friends and i could go on a day long adventure and he wouldn't be able to catch us.
:D
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i once tied my older brother to the chair with some workout equipment and then let the air out of his bicycle tires so that some friends and i could go on a day long adventure and he wouldn't be able to catch us.
Hope you had an Asian friend to warn you about possible booty traps.
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i once tied my older brother to the chair with some workout equipment and then let the air out of his bicycle tires so that some friends and i could go on a day long adventure and he wouldn't be able to catch us.
Hope you had an Asian friend to warn you about possible booty traps.
booby traps?
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i once tied my older brother to the chair with some workout equipment and then let the air out of his bicycle tires so that some friends and i could go on a day long adventure and he wouldn't be able to catch us.
Hope you had an Asian friend to warn you about possible booty traps.
booby traps?
I think he was being racist about Asian chicks not having boobies.
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i once tied my older brother to the chair with some workout equipment and then let the air out of his bicycle tires so that some friends and i could go on a day long adventure and he wouldn't be able to catch us.
Hope you had an Asian friend to warn you about possible booty traps.
booby traps?
That's what he said, booty traps
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i once tied my older brother to the chair with some workout equipment and then let the air out of his bicycle tires so that some friends and i could go on a day long adventure and he wouldn't be able to catch us.
Hope you had an Asian friend to warn you about possible booty traps.
booby traps?
That's what he said, booty traps
:D
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Last day of 8th grade me and my bros were roaming the school and all of a sudden a crap pain hit me. I ducked into the gym and went behind the stage curtains. Dropped trou and bloop. The funny thing was it stood straight on end. It just stood there erect and unbent. I opened the curtains just enough so it was magnificently displayed. :adored: The custodian found out who done it but nothing ever came of it. He also worked in the high school and when ever we passed in the halls he would give me this knowing nod like I'm watching you. :ohno:
He is retired now and lives down the street from me. He likes to share the extra tomatoes from his garden with me. :horrorsurprise:
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Unruly almost got it right. However:
BEFORE I WAS EVEN IN KINDERGARTEN I went with my mom to pick up my sisters from school. It was around lunch time. As we stood in the hall waiting for them to finish eating, the fire alarm started staring at me. Begging me to pull it. So I did. The whole school was evacuated during lunch time, and I had to go to the principals office at the age of 4.
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When I was 7 or 8 I was shooting rocks at car tires with my bro's slingshot. Some old lady drove by and I missed her tire and shot out the driver side window. I threw the slingshot into the neighbor's yard and hid under my mom's car but still got caught and grounded.
A couple years later I wanted to shoot hoops in the driveway but my mom's car was in the way. So I opened the door, turned the key on just enough to shift it into neutral and let the car roll down to the end of the driveway. Only I couldn't get the car to stop and clipped the fire hydrant with the driver's side door (nearly ripped it off). Big toubs for ltrain.
Was riding the bus home from a Jr high basketball game and playing truth or dare. Dare was to trade shirts with a girl in our class, when she took her shirt off someone yelled something and the driver (my coach) turned on all the lights. Got in troubs the next day during b-ball practice (she got in more troubs).
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Me and my Bloodfart bros were totally into thundercats back in the day. We made thunder cat weapons using some wood we found in one of the sheds. Used dads bench grinder to make the grips for the nun chucks and sword. I used two nuts and some twine for bolos. Dad beat our asses for totally plugging his grinder wheels with wood particles (they were meant for use on metal only) and ruining a new axe handle. I got in trouble a few days later for boloing one of the calves in the corral. I got that sucker from like 5 feet away. :emawkid:
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Bloodfart, a lot of your stories sound like guys I was friends with as a young Bread and stuff we did. Those guys are pretty much bad persons for the most part today. Like borderline sociopaths and degenerates. :ohno: :runaway:
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i was in 6th grade with clams lil bro on a walking overpass (no cars, only people) above I-35 in Minneapolis, Minn.
we were spitting on cars from above down onto the highway as they'd come flying underneath us. along came two dudes on a motorcycle buzzing down I-35, clams spit on them and made direct facial contact.
clams never thought that a) he'd actually hit the dudes, b) the dudes would get off the highway at the next off ramp, circle back, find the overpass, come up the stairs, take clams new aluminum bat and mash it on the curb and then lay a couple of haymakers into clams's gut. had to make up excuse to clams' mom about what happened to the bat.
clams lil bro got off easy, he was like 5, no damage done.
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Bloodfart, a lot of your stories sound like guys I was friends with as a young Bread and stuff we did. Those guys are pretty much bad persons for the most part today. Like borderline sociopaths and degenerates. :ohno: :runaway:
Luckily Bloodfart is surrounded by smart and ethical people.
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i was in 6th grade with clams lil bro on a walking overpass (no cars, only people) above I-35 in Minneapolis, Minn.
we were spitting on cars from above down onto the highway as they'd come flying underneath us. along came two dudes on a motorcycle buzzing down I-35, clams spit on them and made direct facial contact.
clams never thought that a) he'd actually hit the dudes, b) the dudes would get off the highway at the next off ramp, circle back, find the overpass, come up the stairs, take clams new aluminum bat and mash it on the curb and then lay a couple of haymakers into clams's gut. had to make up excuse to clams' mom about what happened to the bat.
clams lil bro got off easy, he was like 5, no damage done.
One of my buddies dropped a massive loogie over the Douglas street bridge during Riverfest and it landed right on a dude's head. We got the hell out of there before any haymakers were thrown/landed. Also, we did not have a bat (either wooden or aluminum) on our persons.
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In 6th grade Mrs. Mercer was out in the hall talking to another teacher and we were acting up. She ducked her head in to tell us to pipe down and ducked back out. I flew double birds at the door and looked around the room to make sure everyone saw me before looking back at the door. When I looked back to the door Mrs. Mercer was standing there with her jaw on the floor staring right at me and my double birds.
She yanked me out of the room and into a conference room down the hall and chewed my ass. I bawled my head off and told her my dad would beat me to a pulp (probably true) if he found out. I really felt like a pussy but it worked and I just ended up missing basketball practice that day.
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Freshman year in HS we were on the bus back from basketball practice and about 8 of us in the back of the bus were reciting 2 Live Crew's nasty nursery rhymes and other lyrics very loudly. The bus driver was a 60 yr old woman. She told our coach and the next day he made us run laps around the court during the entire practice with our hands over our head.
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When I was 12 or 13 I broke a window with a baseball on the porch connected to our house. When my dad came home he saw it and asked me about it and I said... "That's been like that for weeks. I thought you did it." He mumbled something and shrugged his shoulders. That's when I knew I'd never get in trouble again unless I was caught red handed.
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When I was 6 my dad told me I couldn't ride my bike in the road. I didn't listen to my dad much and went out on the road on my bike anyway. My bike was pretty janky and didn't have a chain guard and about a 1/2 mile down the road my jeans got stuck in the chain. I hopped off to free myself and right away could hear my dad coming down the road on his 3 wheeler. I feverishly worked at the chain hoping I could free myself and hide in the ditch as he passed. Too late. I heard him pound the accellerator when he saw me. He stopped the 3 wheeler. Freed me from the chain. Didn't say a word. Swatted my ass a few times and made me walk the bike a half mile up the hill back to the house.
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I did lots of stuff but didn't get caught involving explosives, fire, and vandalism. Another thread I suppose.
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When I was 6 or 7 I was sitting alone in grandpa's pickup truck at the end of the field. It was parked directly behind one of the grain trucks and I was pretending race car. Keys were in it so I started her up and pulled the lever into drive. I was used to manual transmissions and kept trying to step on the clutch pedal that wasn't there. Slowly the old pickup gained speed then crunch right into the rear end of the grain truck.
I backed it up and freaked out when I saw how much damage it did. When dad came to dump the combine I hopped in with him amazed he hadn't noticed the crumpled hood on the truck. I rode with him till we had to unload again. That's when he noticed the truck.
He was like "wow uncle ----- is having a bad day, first he breaks his combine then he backed the grain truck into Gpa's pickup."
I smiled and said "you think you can't dent that out with a hammer?"
Dad looks at me and says "Bloodfart did you do that?" :dubious:
I :bawl: and said it was an accident.
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When I was 6 or 7 I was sitting alone in grandpa's pickup truck at the end of the field. It was parked directly behind one of the grain trucks and I was pretending race car. Keys were in it so I started her up and pulled the lever into drive. I was used to manual transmissions and kept trying to step on the clutch pedal that wasn't there. Slowly the old pickup gained speed then crunch right into the rear end of the grain truck.
I backed it up and freaked out when I saw how much damage it did. When dad came to dump the combine I hopped in with him amazed he hadn't noticed the crumpled hood on the truck. I rode with him till we had to unload again. That's when he noticed the truck.
He was like "wow uncle ----- is having a bad day, first he breaks his combine then he backed the grain truck into Gpa's pickup."
I smiled and said "you think you can't dent that out with a hammer?"
Dad looks at me and says "Bloodfart did you do that?" :dubious:
I :bawl: and said it was an accident.
I just had a mental image of a dad calling his son bloodfart and it made me giggle.