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djmorph
Senior tranceaddict

Registered: Aug 2002
Location: Columbus, Ohio, USA
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| quote: | Originally posted by Veldrid
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. |
ROFL, i remember hearing about the scissors thing my first day of Video production. The teacher was telling us about how last years class was crazy. I think he was directly refering to you n dingo
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Mar-12-2003 15:24
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