so girls have been beating you up ever since?
No it was the first (first time i got caught)and only time a chick pummel’d my ass to death.
Man, i think i should give my Stupid Thing Award to prologue “hands award over to prologue”. take it its yors
Drugs. Cocaine, in general. I wasn’t too interested in smoking, so I skipped ahead and started with the powder. I was always curious, so when someone decided to offer me some, I couldn’t refuse. A lot of fun and crazy stories from that, particularly one new years eve with a lot of alcohol, a lot of coke, some lezzing out, and me being a total douche and dumbass. A lot of that for about three or four years, but i’ve been “clean” for about a year. I take the occasional pill, and I “smoke” rarely, so it depends on how clean you could consider that. But in the end, I alone, kicked the hard stuff. Was a very fun and chaotic time though, and I wouldn’t take any o it back for a second. I wouldn’t do any of it again though, stupid, but I got some good stories from it at least.
Almost considered trying heroin once, but I was luckily sober and wise enough to turn it down. Was searching for coke, someone suggested a “balloon that you have to inject into your arm…that’s not heroin”, although it truly seemed like it! I thought about it for a solid 10-15 minutes before finally having the balls to say no. That would’ve prolly been very fun for the short-term, but the long term? ha!
Doesn’t quite match up the other stories here, but it goes with the topic at hand I think.
ohh lets see drinking,heroin,riding in a stolen car to drive to get…heroin, pissing on a cop after i felt it rude that he would disrupt me from peeing in the street,unprotected sex yaddyah yaddya…picking a fight with a cop who was supsequently beat up by a larger cop for agreeing to fight me (i did not go to jail in any case(s),buyin pslam 69 no less than 23 times,hitchhiking across u.s. man theres a lot tryin to think of some funny ones oh i was really drunk and waliked into a convenice store wearing a beer box on my head and a bullet belt around my torso my friend convenced the cops i was retarded and she was my caregiver snd i’m on the curb mumbling “i’m not retarded” they did’nt buy it , did’nt got to jail though man theres alot
Its good to hear that many prongers are a bit mad in the head.
What can I add?.. Breaking into a cereal manufacturing plant, climbing these giant mills, getting spotted and then proceeding to relieve myself on security guard about 30+metres below. Falling asleep on a railroad track. “Sacrificing” various objects including a christmas tree and a PS2 from a 4th storey window. Puking in the front seat of a taxi and trying to hide the fact for about an hour (taxi man never noticed). Having sex on a bus at 4 in the morning. Coming home after smoking too much hash, with a green face and insisting I call my mother by a different name. Making hardcore porn images of one of my mates with his own father using pictures of their faces (his father saw them and was not impressed). and it goes on …
Hats off to the golf course bandits… I hate golf.
Few more to add to the list…
-Taking the SATs. Waste of time, money, and hope. [laugh]
-Getting extremely fucked up at this party I was dragged to five minutes after my high school graduation. Seriously, upon mixing weed, Hypnotiq, and a prescription medication I was on at the time, I unknowingly discovered a way to travel backwards, forwards, and not at all through time ALL AT ONCE and make all six of my senses HURT. I distinctly remember shoving two chicks that were sucking face out of my way, saying “NO FUCKING WAY” over and over again, and going fetal on the couch for a good six hours.
-Losing my virginity. I don’t regret it, but GOD, it was stupid.
-This one time a few friends and I were smoking a joint outside, a cop pulls up down the street. Without thinking, I snatch the joint, put it in my mouth, and eat it. The next few hours SUCKED.
-All those times I’ve smoked out of beer cans during the abscence of a pipe.
-Getting a porno tape stuck in the VCR when I was in eighth grade.
-Couple days ago, I was invited to my very good friend’s sister’s quinceniera (basically a Mexican girl’s “sweet fifteen”). Now I hadn’t seen his sister in over a year, so when I saw her decked out in her dress and tiara, it came as a total shock. She was absolutely drop-dead gorgeous. Seriously, I was in utter awe of how perfect she was.
After the church service, I approached her and opened my mouth, attempting to say something along the lines of “Congratulations, I’m very happy for you, it all goes downhill from here” or whatever. What came out, in front of her entire family, was “GOD, YOU’RE BEAUTIFUL.”
I was so embarrased, furious with myself, and slightly afraid that somebody was going to fucking kill me right then and there in the church, but surprisingly everyone was cool with it, and she gave me the best hug ever. [:)]
I was on a tour bus in Egypt once. Food and water over there is questionable. A dude on the bus yells “Stop the bus please”… He runs off the side of the road. 5 minutes or so later he comes back with no shirt or shoes. Funniest thing ever.
WIN. IN THE WINNINEST FORM.
international traveler/ ex military man–carmangary. you win.
I’m more likely to regret things I DIDN’T do than things I DID.
I was on a tour bus in Egypt once. Food and water over there is questionable. A dude on the bus yells “Stop the bus please”… He runs off the side of the road. 5 minutes or so later he comes back with no shirt or shoes. Funniest thing ever.
Having to shit when you really cant, sucks. Funny for everyone else mind you.
literally.
Drugs. Cocaine, in general. I wasn’t too interested in smoking, so I skipped ahead and started with the powder. I was always curious, so when someone decided to offer me some, I couldn’t refuse. A lot of fun and crazy stories from that, particularly one new years eve with a lot of alcohol, a lot of coke, some lezzing out, and me being a total douche and dumbass. A lot of that for about three or four years, but i’ve been “clean” for about a year. I take the occasional pill, and I “smoke” rarely, so it depends on how clean you could consider that. But in the end, I alone, kicked the hard stuff. Was a very fun and chaotic time though, and I wouldn’t take any o it back for a second. I wouldn’t do any of it again though, stupid, but I got some good stories from it at least.
Almost considered trying heroin once, but I was luckily sober and wise enough to turn it down. Was searching for coke, someone suggested a “balloon that you have to inject into your arm…that’s not heroin”, although it truly seemed like it! I thought about it for a solid 10-15 minutes before finally having the balls to say no. That would’ve prolly been very fun for the short-term, but the long term? ha!
Doesn’t quite match up the other stories here, but it goes with the topic at hand I think.
good man… H is nothing to be done with. It’s like being kissed by god at first, then trying to outrun death.
[reply]Few more to add to the list…
-Taking the SATs. Waste of time, money, and hope. [laugh]
-reply]
oh here’s a dumb one. I took the sat’s once… and i didn’t finish a bunch of the section so i decided the “smart” thing to do would be to copy that snwers from somebody else’s test… now mind you every test is different and you get graded on only what you do… :sigh: that’s fucking retarded… i can only imagine how well i would have done if i didn’t do that… i filled in ALOT of their answers… regardless i got a 1050
About 13 years ago I was on a business flight to Las Vegas on behalf of my company that was sending me to do some computer work for a chain that used our software. I packed a small pipe and about 2 grams of bud in a pack of Marlboro 100s, covered them with the silver foil inside, and made my way through the security checkpoint.
I threw the cig pack in the bowl where you put your keys and what not and walked through OK. As I was grabbing the cig pack, they waved the wand on it and it beeped because of the metal pipe. The lady takes the pack of cigs, opens it, and pulls my metal pipe out…right in the middle of LAX. I went pale, cold sweats, etc…first thing I blurted out was “It’s for tobacco!” She hands me the pack of cigs back (never saw the weed or she chose to ignore it) with the pipe and tells me “This isn’t what we are looking for” and lets me walk on through.
I can’t imagine the call to my work if I get caught there…fuck.
About 13 years ago I was on a business flight to Las Vegas on behalf of my company that was sending me to do some computer work for a chain that used our software. I packed a small pipe and about 2 grams of bud in a pack of Marlboro 100s, covered them with the silver foil inside, and made my way through the security checkpoint.
I threw the cig pack in the bowl where you put your keys and what not and walked through OK. As I was grabbing the cig pack, they waved the wand on it and it beeped because of the metal pipe. The lady takes the pack of cigs, opens it, and pulls my metal pipe out…right in the middle of LAX. I went pale, cold sweats, etc…first thing I blurted out was “It’s for tobacco!” She hands me the pack of cigs back (never saw the weed or she chose to ignore it) with the pipe and tells me “This isn’t what we are looking for” and lets me walk on through.
I can’t imagine the call to my work if I get caught there…fuck.
tip to the wise… the foil in the pack actually makes the detector go off
tip to the wise… the foil in the pack actually makes the detector go off
Makes the plan seem even more brilliant today.
Dating someone who was arrested on three outstanding warrants after the authorities had already given a free pass three months prior due to not wanting to impound and inventory all the items contained in the car and/or leave me stranded in the middle of downtown Houston at 12:00 am. Note: It was about an hour drive back to my house. I should have broken the relationship off when I was returned to my house instead of waiting the three extra months for the arrest.
Several cars were cued in front of a store waiting for the one car at the store entrance to move. I was in a hurry and drove out around them, not thinking about the fact that someone with small children or a disabled person could have been crossing to the car park.
Following too close and going too fast in the car resulted in a near-roll-over accident at rush hour on my way home from work.
Doing a flip out of a perfectly good airplane at 15,000 ft. Sky diving is comparable to traveling 120 mph in a car and getting in an accident with a stationary object. Although the view is incredible, there is nothing like the harness digging into the deep, fresh bruises for the next several minutes that it takes to reach the ground.
SCUBA diving with sharks.
Trying to be friends outside of work with some of my coworkers.