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Originally posted by bassaholix HAHAHA this are all hillarious stories...

indeed they are! I haven't really got anything ot mind at the mo, but if i do, it'll go here!

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Once i was so fucked up, and a cop was talking to me, and i blew a cloud of ganja in his face.

rox0r!!

got in a wee bit of trouble...but i'm over it.

stole a mars bar

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One night when i was completly smashed i beat the shit out of a table. I body slamed it, kicked it, jumped on it. Eventually I broke it in half and through it over the wall of our dorm onto the street (Figueroa).
That same night, I punched out a window in the bathroom. The window was over a centimeter thick. I had to get 4 stitches on my middle finger.
Another night, I along with my friends threw a drinking fountain off the top of a 6 story parking structure.

vandals! vandals i tell you!

*shakes fist*

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Originally posted by BTG Once i was so fucked up, and a cop was talking to me, and i blew a cloud of ganja in his face. rox0r!! got in a wee bit of trouble...but i'm over it.

LOL! awesome!!!

me? im a good boy the worst thing i think i ever done when was during baskebtall....the ball was going out, and you know how u throw it at a persons shins to make it out on him? anyway, i intentionally nailed him in the nuts, for the hell of it. but i got the ball for my team though

Lets see ... when I was kid my friend and I would terrorize the local green house. We would sling shot rocks at the windows, launch smoke bombs, make midnight raids to slash truck tires, and turned on a hose to drench and muddy the dirt ground around the truck. We came back the next day (yea stupid) to launch bottle rockets at the place and some guy started chasing us ... we managed to escape.

In middle school I was pretty tame, didn't do much except get in a few fights ... I did throw a pretty solid ice ball at this one kid that I hated, it was a money shot right in the face and he ran away crying .

High school my friend and I drove his car onto our school baseball diamond and football field at 2am. Started tearing up the grass and pealing out everywhere. Cops came ... first 1 car, then 2, then 3, and finally a 4th (quiet town) ... told us the principal was coming, made us sing theme song to Gilligan's Island, and let us go scott free . Drove around in car with a friend as he was pointing a bb gun at other drivers (never fired). People called the cops thinking it was a real gun. Cops blocked off all exits to the highway and pulled us over ... got frisked and let go, friend with the gun got a day or two in jail and 6 months probation. Switched tags a lot in department stores to save mucho deniro.

College I got really trashed one night, snuck into the school center, and stole a waffle iron. I then proceeded to find every fire extinguisher I could and started spraying them everywhere ... I woke up with a hangover, a waffle iron, and this white powder all over myself.

I guess that's everything I can think of right now ... Nothing serious, just good natured fun

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Originally posted by DrUg_Tit0 Lately, I drove my car over speed limit and crashed it...I drive much slower since then.

Tito how could you even think of doing something like that to that sweet ass car of yours???!!!

this one time, my mom told me to eat my vegetables, and I didn't...

oh
I once got pulled over for going 105 in a 60.
I was actually going 120, but i saw the cop and slammed on the brakes.
when he shot me i was at least down to 105, looks a little better than 120.
anyway, got a good lawyer, payed alot of money to him, and got it reduced to a parking violation.
had to do community service though.

Well I have done some fucked up stuff...

Senior year of high school a few friends decided we were going to fight each other with pincing sheares (sp?) right in the middle of our video production class. Thats result in a few stitches and a 1 day suspension.

At my highschool we had this daily news show called Channel 1 that we were forced to watch. I fucking hated that show so one night I climbed up onto the roof of my high school looking for the satellite dish that received that dumb ass show. I found it weighted down by some cinder blocks so I used the blocks to spell out "Fuck U" and then threw the satellite down 2-stories and into the courtyard.

That was the minor shit, here is where it gets good...

Senior year there was this bitch in my video production class that was from Canada. She was always bragging about herself and her country. Well I decided I would piss her off so I went to a local t-shirt shop and had them make a shirt that said "Just Say No to Canada" and had the canadian maple leaf in a circle with a line thru it (like the no smoking signs). I wore it to school one day and the bitch got all pissed off at lunch and threw hot nacho cheese in my face, and when I say hot I mean HOT. At that moment I snapped, I wiped my face off while her and others were laughing their heads off, dumped my lunch tray and then broke the bitches nose with it. I then continued to beat the lunch tray over her head until the principal and a teacher pulled me off.

Freshman year of college I was at a local pub grabbing a bite to eat. Well the service was horrible all night, the waiter was a real piece of shit. He was making fun of what I chose to eat etc. Well I confronted him on it and told him he was a bad waiter (did it with a few choice words of course) then i asked for my check. He didn't say anything, he just turned around and brought me my bill... he set it on the table and when I reached for it he slammed his hand on it, leaned in real close to me, and said if I ever talked to him like that again that he would fucking kick my ass yadda yadda yadda. He sorta leaned back then with a smirk on his face like he just scared the shit out of me. Well I dont let anyone talk like that to me so I grabbed the pen that was on the tray with the check and fucking slammed it into his hand. He screamed, he bled, I smiled, and then took off out of there before anyone else knew what happened.


I have some more but I don't feel like typing anymore.

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