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| Originally posted by geroin i've done a lot of badass things but i'm gonna mention a few.. (i'm not proud of any of them) - stealing my parents car when i just got g1, crashing it then taking off - getting expelled from school in grade 4 for extremely bad behaviour - drinking in class - asking a teacher to go to the washroom and exiting a class through a window to go for a smoke (first floor) - getting suspended for smoking inside the school in grade 9 - getting arrested for dangerous driving - crashing the car into a column of a building while showing off when i was 17, totaling it. |
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| Originally posted by jennypie You call that a list of badass things?? LoL. |
(before reading this keep in mind this took place before all the school shooting like Columbine etc)
One of the things I can post is in grade 9 me and 3 of friends always hangout at my buddies condo at lunch of after school witch was right beside our high school, and he lived on the 16th floor, he also owned a CO2 power BB sniper rifle ... this is were we get stupid, we had the bright idea while baked to shoot things off the balcony, we would lay on the ground of the balcony and aim through the crack at the bottom of the barrier so you couldn�t even see the tip of the rifle and we would aim at things across the street signs etc ... this was fun and entertaining for a few days ... then we hung out one day after school and all the kids waiting for the city bus were right across from the building, so we decided it would be funny too shoot the glass of the bus shelter and scare the kids at the stop ... we shot a few rounds and scared the living hell out of these kids they honestly started to run like it was a war zone, we of course thought this was hilarious. The next day we at it on our lunch break and we were trying to scare this group of girls and my buddy accidentally hit one of them in the leg and she dropped to the ground and started cry like there is no tomorrow ... we got back to school and what happened was on the announcements that if anyone know what happened to come to the principals office and notify the principal ... I was soooo sacred so for a few days we took a break till the "heat" died down ... 2 weeks or so later nothing happened so we were at it again we said no more scaring kids cuz we could seriously hurt someone I had the bright to shoot at traffic, so I aimed at this cube van and I shot at it and hit the back window and it shattered with a loud explosion like sound the car sped off like a bat out off hell .... that was the end for me I thought that no good will come of this ... now that I look back I think to myself wow I was a F*cking idiot we could have seriously hurt someone 
-we grabbed a huge bag of old donuts from the tim horton's waste area and then threw it on the door step of the cop shop.
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| Originally posted by darouge11 i bet he kept it |
My dumb badass thing that I've done:
This was back in high school. I had an auto shop class, and one day, we didn't really have anything to do, so I was just walking around being curious and shit. I come across a WD-40 can, and I read that it's supposed to remove rust really well. I decided to see if it was actually true, so I go to find the most rustbucket car I could. This turned out to be an old Thunderbird that the shop teacher owned. It was up on the hoist, so I started walking around looking for the spot with the most rust on it. It didn't take me long to come across the drum brakes, which were completely covered by a layer of rust. So, without thinking much, I shook up that can of WD-40, and pretty much doused all the drums in it. Surely enough, it started eating away at the rust, but it also started dripping down onto the shop floor, and soon enough a puddle of an oily, rusty liquid started forming on the floor underneath the wheels. Class was almost over, so I figured I'd get the hell out of there, and no one would be the wiser. The teacher DID notice however, sat the whole class down and wouldn't let us leave till the person who WD-40ed the brakes fessed up. so eventually I did. I didn't get into a lot of shit, but sicne that incident, rumors started going around the school that I purposely destroyed the brakes of my teacher's car to kill him. :/
OH! Couple more shop class stories - as I said earlier, shop was pretty chill, most of the time we just walked around not doing much. Back then, I loved Skittles, so I would always have a skittles pack with me. One day my friends and I found the pipe that sucked in the shop air to get rid of the saw dust, so we thought nothing better than to dump a few Skittles into that pipe and see what happens. What we didn't figure that the pipe went around the whole classroom (and the shop classroom was HUGE), so as the skittles made their way around the room in the various pipes, they made a shitload of noise as you could hear em bouncing around inside the metal pipes. It was awesome.
One of the later things we did in auto tech class was take apart and put together engines - those big V8 monsters from the seventies, lol. There was not much to it because of their simple design, so after we disassembled the engine, we decided to play a bit of "basketball" with the cylinders and my trusty Skittles. We had some fun with it, and the skittles bounced all around the cylinders and into the crankcase. At the end of the class, we just screwed everything back on, and left it alone. Next year though, one day we come into class, and our teacher starts the class by venting to us how some fucking moron threw candy inside the engines, which disintegrated because of the oil, and covered the insides of the cylinders with all sorts of rainbow colors.
This is all I can remember for now.
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| Originally posted by Cosmic Fur My dumb badass thing that I've done: This was back in high school. I had an auto shop class, and one day, we didn't really have anything to do, so I was just walking around being curious and shit. I come across a WD-40 can, and I read that it's supposed to remove rust really well. I decided to see if it was actually true, so I go to find the most rustbucket car I could. This turned out to be an old Thunderbird that the shop teacher owned. It was up on the hoist, so I started walking around looking for the spot with the most rust on it. It didn't take me long to come across the drum brakes, which were completely covered by a layer of rust. So, without thinking much, I shook up that can of WD-40, and pretty much doused all the drums in it. Surely enough, it started eating away at the rust, but it also started dripping down onto the shop floor, and soon enough a puddle of an oily, rusty liquid started forming on the floor underneath the wheels. Class was almost over, so I figured I'd get the hell out of there, and no one would be the wiser. The teacher DID notice however, sat the whole class down and wouldn't let us leave till the person who WD-40ed the brakes fessed up. so eventually I did. I didn't get into a lot of shit, but sicne that incident, rumors started going around the school that I purposely destroyed the brakes of my teacher's car to kill him. :/ OH! Couple more shop class stories - as I said earlier, shop was pretty chill, most of the time we just walked around not doing much. Back then, I loved Skittles, so I would always have a skittles pack with me. One day my friends and I found the pipe that sucked in the shop air to get rid of the saw dust, so we thought nothing better than to dump a few Skittles into that pipe and see what happens. What we didn't figure that the pipe went around the whole classroom (and the shop classroom was HUGE), so as the skittles made their way around the room in the various pipes, they made a shitload of noise as you could hear em bouncing around inside the metal pipes. It was awesome. One of the later things we did in auto tech class was take apart and put together engines - those big V8 monsters from the seventies, lol. There was not much to it because of their simple design, so after we disassembled the engine, we decided to play a bit of "basketball" with the cylinders and my trusty Skittles. We had some fun with it, and the skittles bounced all around the cylinders and into the crankcase. At the end of the class, we just screwed everything back on, and left it alone. Next year though, one day we come into class, and our teacher starts the class by venting to us how some fucking moron threw candy inside the engines, which disintegrated because of the oil, and covered the insides of the cylinders with all sorts of rainbow colors. This is all I can remember for now. |
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| Originally posted by me@t k@tie OMG!! Soooooo cute!!!!!! <3 Awwww. |
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| Originally posted by Rodrico I thought "bad ass" was symbolized by doing something crazy or cool, and not getting reprimanded for it? This is more a list of being a fuckin retard. |
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| Originally posted by Cosmic Fur shutup, I wasn't saving animals or some shit. You're just bitter because you're completely non-badass. |
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| Originally posted by geroin ok |
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| Originally posted by Rodrico some form of retardation. |
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| Originally posted by Adamo maybe he grew up near a nuclear plant or something... |
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| Originally posted by geroin - stealing my parents car when i just got g1, crashing it then taking off - getting arrested for dangerous driving - crashing the car into a column of a building while showing off when i was 17, totaling it. |
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| Originally posted by Cosmic Fur Or Ukraine. Low-blow, I know. |
my bother and I used to stand in the bushes out front of our house, right by the road... and we'd throw buckets of mud on the windshield of passing cars... then run into our house. not the best escape route when trying not to get caught.
We used to play Nikki Nikki 9 doors on the people who lived RIGHT behind us. Like every day, lol. We had the balls to ring their bell and hide in the bushes right in front of their house...and one time they finally caught my friend. I'll never forget it because the husband came out and said that his wife was really sick and we were disturbing her. Then he said, "You little fart! If you ring that bell one more time I'll break your damn neck!!"
LOL
I shit in their backyard once too, lol.
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| Originally posted by jennypie We used to play Nikki Nikki 9 doors on the people who lived RIGHT behind us. Like every day, lol. We had the balls to ring their bell and hide in the bushes right in front of their house...and one time they finally caught my friend. I'll never forget it because the husband came out and said that his wife was really sick and we were disturbing her. Then he said, "You little fart! If you ring that bell one more time I'll break your damn neck!!" LOL I shit in their backyard once too, lol. |
I went to a Catholic school.
So, in this class I took, World Religions,we had to research a religion of our choice and do a presentation about it. Well, I did just that, and made a traditional dessert/cake that they make for some holiday.
Well my grandma had some laxatives prescribed to her, and I thought it would be funny to put some in the cake mix. And thats exactly what I did.
So in class I gave everyone a piece, including the teacher. Needless to say more than 50% of the people had to shit at some point during the day.
I really don't know how, i never told anyone, but the principal found out. I just denied it and was off the hook. 
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| Originally posted by geroin this reminded me, me and a couple of friends back in russia used to do simimlar pranks also. We pissed in condoms then wraped the opening of the condom into a huge firecracker. We'd light the firecracker wait 5 seconds and ring a door bell, someone opens the door, the firecracker blows up, piss goes flying in all directions. While we were running away all i heard was BOOOM!!! " YOU MOTHER******S!!!" |
LOL, I still laugh with devilish glee at the thought of committing petty mischief.
I was that kid that spit on people from the chair lift and yelled shit like, "YOUR SKIS ARE TURNING!!", or "NICE DICK!" Lolololol...except that sucked because my parents were instructors so I always got caught. :/
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| Originally posted by jennypie We used to play Nikki Nikki 9 doors on the people who lived RIGHT behind us. Like every day, lol. We had the balls to ring their bell and hide in the bushes right in front of their house...and one time they finally caught my friend. I'll never forget it because the husband came out and said that his wife was really sick and we were disturbing her. Then he said, "You little fart! If you ring that bell one more time I'll break your damn neck!!" |
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| Originally posted by jennypie We used to play Nikki Nikki 9 doors on the people who lived RIGHT behind us. Like every day, lol. We had the balls to ring their bell and hide in the bushes right in front of their house...and one time they finally caught my friend. I'll never forget it because the husband came out and said that his wife was really sick and we were disturbing her. Then he said, "You little fart! If you ring that bell one more time I'll break your damn neck!!" |
oh.. the piss story reminded me of another one.
fill up a jar with urine.
lean against door (since they all open inwards)
Ring door bell and run.
person opens door, jar falls over spilling urine into their home!
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