Things you did as a youth, now that you look back, were kind of dick moves

I made a Molotov cocktail once just to throw it on the open school yard (concrete)after hours when nobody was there.....for some reason I thought i hadnt properly lit it and looked directly down the hole of the glass bottle.....right then the fuel ignited and my face was engulfed in a fireball for a half a second....no eyebrows for a month or two

 

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no, he was walking home from school.

 

fixed

 

Popped a tire on a City of Portland car in broad daylight. Cop's couldn't track down the knife so they let me go after talking to my drunk ass for over 3 hours. It was stupid on my part as well as my friends for thinking it was a good idea.

 

you just proved how old and white you are.

 

similar story except my friend caught one in the ear.

 

When I was in second grade, my class took a field trip to Tryon Creek State Park. I wanted to bring back something for my mom, so I picked all the trillium I could find (which was something like three flowers). I received the ass-chewing of a lifetime by the park ranger who informed me that they bloomed once every seven years.

 

just my moms side


...and 30 is old?

 

My friend and I when I was in third grade wedged nails under the tires of some cars that were parked. When they backed out, their tires went flat.

 

My favorite: "Is Mr. Walls there?"

"No, you have the wrong number."

"Is Mrs. Walls there?"

"No, I said you have the wrong number."

"Are there any Walls there?"

"No, I keep telling you, there aren't any Walls here, you have the wrong number."

"Then what's holding up your roof?"

 

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA



man, I didn't do shit when I was a kid.

 

"YOU DAMN KIDS MESSED UP SOMEONE ELSE"S GOLF COURSE!"

 

Prank calls! When I was 8-9 caller-ID wasn't around yet.

My friends and I called some random number in the phonebook and pretended that I was kidnapped I got away from the kidnapper and I was calling from a phone booth in front of the Crow-Bar tavern. And this was around 2am or so. She sounded so scared. I had to hang up because I felt so guilty and didn't want to break into laughter.

True story.

 

In college we had this phone code that let us dial for free (stolen phone code for on campus phones). So at like 3am in the AM we started dialing random numbers in Staten Island New York and started yelling, "YO WU TANG IN THE HOUSE KID" and then hung up. funny shit.

This was more recent, but one night I was fucked up and took my friends phone. I asked him for his voicemail password (he was wasted too) and he gave it to me, and I changed his answering machine on his cell saying that he got arrested last night and was in the LA county jail. haha. dude had some funny voicemails the next morning.

 

I remember at the pay phone at our school, there was one of those "for a good time call...." on the phone. We would call that number during the break before going to gym class and pretend we were the star running back of our school. We would actually call collect and the dude kept on accepting, like he was getting off on it. Pretty funny, we carried that for a few weeks.

 

My friends and I used to throw whole pumpkins out of the windows of our cars while driving like 30 miles per hour... into mail boxes. The normally would rip right out of the ground throwing pumpkin guts and dirt everywhere. One time, in my 87' Accord a friend in the back seat tried to throw one out, but the window only rolled halfway down and it smashed the window and all the glass blew back in his face. He had several minor cuts and we dropped him off at the hospital and drove off.

 

Made a pipe bomb with fireworks and blew up an elementary school mailbox....Also I shot some random guy in a suit several times with a paintball gun while he was waiting at a bus stop.

 

He was probably going to a job interview, didn't get the job because of you, and now he panhandles in Beaverton where BenDavis503 yelled at him. Everything is connected.