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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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I'm the trouble starter, fuckin' instigator.
I'm the fear-addicted, danger illustrated.
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