thats what we did. left our quarters and then came back later to get them.

it was a bitch trying to buy a can of coke with them afterwards!

I lived in a fraternity house for four years, so I did plenty of shit as a kid. Sadly, most of it I can't remember. :D

One thing I can remember is doing a cannon ball from the roof of the house into a dunk tank. Not well thought out.

Poured gas across the road on a sharp turn, and waited for the cars to get near and then lit it. I loved doing that.

Too many cases of vandalism to count, and of course one of my personal favorites that I still have the scars from is trying to steal a manhole cover, carrying it across a field and hitting the barb wire fence.
I had the cover held tight to my chest and it was a single wire at thigh level.
I hit it, and stretched the fence, dropped the cover and was slung back off of the wire, I had about 10 little holes where the barbs went straight in and back out.

(Didn't get caught, but my mom wondered why I was limping for a few days).

glad you waited a whole year trolling this place waiting for the perfect thread to pop your first post

homo

That almost scared me away from posting for fear of ridicule but then I realized I don't give a fuck.

I've done tons of shit that was stupid. But there is a thin line between fun and stupid. Lifes boring always being safe and smart.


...and don't get the internet police to backtrace me...that's some serious shit.:rolleyes:


I was a graffiti writer...so there are tons of stories in that, was arrested once, but one time I climbed to the middle of a bridge along a steel girder during a lightning storm.

I went over a diversion dam on a river in a cheap walmart raft and had to be rescued by the fire department.

I robbed a house. Among stealing a lot of other things.

To celebrate my birthday one year I robbed some guy walking down the street and called his mom from his phone to explain why her son was lying in the street. - Still feel bad for that.

Shattered my wrist skateboarding in the rain and broke my jaw riding my bike when I knew the chain was fuckin up.

I blacked out from drinking, walked into my room where my girlfriend was sleeping, stood over her and pissed a nights worth of alcohol all over her. Supposedly then she threatened me with a butcher knife.

Maced a hippy with spraypaint and kicked his friend in the head.

Got a slutty college cheerleader pregnant and then was pissed when she had an abortion. Feels good not havin a kid now.


Do I win? What's my prize assholes.:D

No. You were a toy. you were never a writer. stop playing.

Not playing. I got down. Out of all the things you could have cracked a joke on all you do is question my credibility in graffiti?? You could never have done what I did, but whatever sucka, thats why the streets speak on it not bustas like you.

what crews did you run with? i was all over NYC, kid. I fell off 10 years ago and I still have ups. stateyourname kid

Holy zonkies. Your street cred is certainly tough if you can speak of it on the internets. I suggest you prove your mettle in the only way the streets respect - break dance battle!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2vtIXFxfnfU

I watched a documentary on graffiti...does that count?