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slat1
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There was another kid in college who used to cock block me all the time. Normally, I would beat the shit out of someone that habitually line steps. He was too small though.
So one night when he was away I broke into his room and jerked off into his shampoo.
I told him a month later...
So one night when he was away I broke into his room and jerked off into his shampoo.
I told him a month later...
cornfish
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i've done some mean shit in my past, all of which is to mean to post up in all honesty, but to tide you over i will tell you about a friend of mine who did something mean, but it also happened to be funny as hell. wow, nice run-on sentence there.
Anyways, my buddy was the typical dipshit in high school. He just had no social skills, was weird lookin and he laughed like He-Man from the cartooon. Like hands on his hips and the deep He-Man belly laugh. We always yelled at him, "Trav, knock that shit off, you're laughing like He-Man again"
Well this one kid had beat his ass for like the last school year religiously everyday, so Travis was a scheming little guy and one night he sprung his plan. On a really hot summer night he went over to the kids house and brought this huge tupperware container over there. He saw his bedroom window was open and he popped the lid and threw the most putrid smelling mixture i've ever smelled in my life, and I grew up on a farm, into that guys window and just coated him on his bed, the walls and everywhere.
We were running away as the whole house erupted in screams and I asked what was in there? Trav replied calmly, "I've been jerking off into this container for 18 months, and I finally thought it was time to get that fucker back"
I've never laughed so hard in my entire life, but that kid never bullied anyone again. He never found out who did it, but he was a pretty mellow guy after a gallon of spuzz got dumped in his bedroom
Anyways, my buddy was the typical dipshit in high school. He just had no social skills, was weird lookin and he laughed like He-Man from the cartooon. Like hands on his hips and the deep He-Man belly laugh. We always yelled at him, "Trav, knock that shit off, you're laughing like He-Man again"
Well this one kid had beat his ass for like the last school year religiously everyday, so Travis was a scheming little guy and one night he sprung his plan. On a really hot summer night he went over to the kids house and brought this huge tupperware container over there. He saw his bedroom window was open and he popped the lid and threw the most putrid smelling mixture i've ever smelled in my life, and I grew up on a farm, into that guys window and just coated him on his bed, the walls and everywhere.
We were running away as the whole house erupted in screams and I asked what was in there? Trav replied calmly, "I've been jerking off into this container for 18 months, and I finally thought it was time to get that fucker back"
I've never laughed so hard in my entire life, but that kid never bullied anyone again. He never found out who did it, but he was a pretty mellow guy after a gallon of spuzz got dumped in his bedroom
rbtrout
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Sugar in the gas tank, sugar in the oil - totally ruins an engine (yes, I've done both).
I was a hell-raiser as a kid and still not sure if I'm fully over it, yet.
Too many things as a kid to remember, BUT............
A kid down the street didn't like me riding my bike down the street (I was 15), so he got his big sister to get out the hose and hose us down. We didn't care cause it was summer. I decided to do a payback later. You know the gum machines that all of the markets have, the ones that cost (back then) a quarter and you got this big (3") plastic container with a prize inside? I got one of those, filled it up with about 12 different colored modeling paints (didn't shake it) and then rode my bike past the house around 11 than night and threw it against their garage door. The next morning, my Dad and I drove by (he didn't know) and saw them scraping the garage door from the monster sized paint stain.
There's a church near where I grew up (same summer as above), near the church is a "wilderness area". One of my buddies some how got a 1/2 stick of dynamite. We decided to set it off. I dug a hole near a tree about 100 feet from church and put the 1/2 stick in. Lit that bad boy and ran like hell. When it went off, it blew the tree over and blew out most of the stained glass windows out of the church. People at the church yelling, cops/sirens everywhere. That was about 8:30 pm. I stayed hidden until about 11 pm and showed up at a friend's house. Stayed there and watched TV for a while then went home. Shook like a leaf for 2 days, but didn't get caught.
This is only a start, but I gotta get to work.
I was a hell-raiser as a kid and still not sure if I'm fully over it, yet.
Too many things as a kid to remember, BUT............
A kid down the street didn't like me riding my bike down the street (I was 15), so he got his big sister to get out the hose and hose us down. We didn't care cause it was summer. I decided to do a payback later. You know the gum machines that all of the markets have, the ones that cost (back then) a quarter and you got this big (3") plastic container with a prize inside? I got one of those, filled it up with about 12 different colored modeling paints (didn't shake it) and then rode my bike past the house around 11 than night and threw it against their garage door. The next morning, my Dad and I drove by (he didn't know) and saw them scraping the garage door from the monster sized paint stain.
There's a church near where I grew up (same summer as above), near the church is a "wilderness area". One of my buddies some how got a 1/2 stick of dynamite. We decided to set it off. I dug a hole near a tree about 100 feet from church and put the 1/2 stick in. Lit that bad boy and ran like hell. When it went off, it blew the tree over and blew out most of the stained glass windows out of the church. People at the church yelling, cops/sirens everywhere. That was about 8:30 pm. I stayed hidden until about 11 pm and showed up at a friend's house. Stayed there and watched TV for a while then went home. Shook like a leaf for 2 days, but didn't get caught.
This is only a start, but I gotta get to work.
buffer1
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about 8 years ago,I knew this guy that I thought was down on his luck,well it turned out he was a meth head,well this fucker ripped me for a bunch of shit,anyways one night me and a bro go to where he was living and got him out to the car,and my bro choked him out,we zap strapped his hands and feet and through him in the trunk and took him to another bro,s place and tied him to a cement chair,and everytime I asked him where my shit was that he ripped me for,and gave me the wrong answer,I ballpeened him with the hammer,on his head,hands arms,but anyway,my bros figured he had enough so we through him back in the trunk of the car and drove about 40 k up this logging road and kicked him out,made him find his own way home,all battered and bruised.
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