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I brought chlorine to school and put it in my art teacher's drink.

 

 

isnt it onbly potent when in gas form

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i purchased 12 pirated movies and games in 1 day in Chile, and when i came back to the us i pissed on a police car's windshield :eek3d:

 

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isnt it onbly potent when in gas form

 

have you ever seen liquid chlorine, like what you put in a swimming pool?

i ate this bag full of sugarfree werthers candy to prove how cool i was but i was reading the ingredients and it said Danger: May act as a laxative if consumed in great amounts

 

basically i shit for 2 days straight burning diahreah :(

well, i had a "best girlfriend", if there is such a thing. of course we were best friends because we liked each other. and of course, like it is wanted by mother nature, we did it. next day, i got bored, cuz i had her, usualy way and so i put her diary in my pocket. it wasnt one of those pokemon diarys of a 16 yr old gal, more than a pretty thick book of a 25 yr old. she wrote everything down, since she was like 12. i published some of the things i found there to her friends. when she sent some dudes to beat me up, i gave her diary back and sent her flowers. we never talked again.

 

well that was a different prank than the one when i ordered pizza for 50 dollar to my neighbour, what we all did in the past.

nimrod']well, i had a "best girlfriend", if there is such a thing. of course we were best friends because we liked each other. and of course, like it is wanted by mother nature, we did it. next day, i got bored, cuz i had her, usualy way and so i put her diary in my pocket. it wasnt one of those pokemon diarys of a 16 yr old gal, more than a pretty thick book of a 25 yr old. she wrote everything down, since she was like 12. i published some of the things i found there to her friends. when she sent some dudes to beat me up, i gave her diary back and sent her flowers. we never talked again.

 

well that was a different prank than the one when i ordered pizza for 50 dollar to my neighbour, what we all did in the past.

 

thats nothing related to teh thread. i once stole a pencil from my teacher!

This thread is fucking funny :3

 

The only shit I've down is download music, and everybody does that :/

This happened when I was 22,

 

I was working and living with my mum, and I was doing that for like four years. Mum lived off disability and she never had a problem with paying for the home and any of our utilities. End result: despite lacking a high school diploma + having a minimum wage job + income tax, I had a shitload of cash.

 

As many of you know, I have mad resp3ct for current Russian/Middle Eastern weaponry. I wanted to get a semi-auto galil with a few ammo drums online, but I couldn't find a source. I had to settle for a WASR-10 (Romanian AK) semi-auto. I bought one with two ammo drums, five 30rd clips, and couple of boxes of 7.62x39mm and had it shipped to my local FFL. I used my dad's debit card and had him pick up the gear.

 

So, I was in Ohio and I have no fucking clue as to what the gun regulations were. I had never fired a weapon.

 

So I got my WASR-10 and one of my drums. Loaded the drum and placed it into my duffel bag. I stopped by an Army surplus store and picked up a mini-alice bag and a set of fatigues.

 

I called up dad and he gave me a ride to the junkyard. I told him that I was going to pick up a replacement set of doors for my '94 Astro. He started asking me questions about the trip.

 

"Why do you have a duffel bag, Julius?"

 

"So I can put my doors in it."

 

"That's not big enough. Anyways, How are you going to pry doors off without tools?"

 

"They have tools."

 

Yeah, so I almost got fucking caught.

 

I got to the junkyard, paid the fee to get in, and hurried off to a patch of vans. I threw my shit on, fatigues and all, and packed the duffel bag in my alice pack. I got my WASR-10 out and took about five minutes to get a round in the chamber/get the drum in. I had no fucking idea as to what I was doing.

 

I looked m3n in my fatigues, as some of you have already seen.

 

http://hl2map.com/images/juliusfuckup.jpg

So, I got my shit together and found a van to fuck up. I took aim at a blue ford truck instead, and I pulled the trigger. Nothing happened. I spent 3 minutes figuring out that I had my safety on. I aimed again and took a shot. I hit the headlight and fucked it up completely. The shot was loud, but I was far away from people. I unloaded a drum's worth of ammunition on the cars/vans/trucks and had a jolly old time. I was disappointed to remember that I only brought one drum and no ammo with me, so I was out of shit after that little spree. I packed my shit up and went back to the entrance.

This happened when I was 22,

 

I was working and living with my mum, and I was doing that for like four years. Mum lived off disability and she never had a problem with paying for the home and any of our utilities. End result: despite lacking a high school diploma + having a minimum wage job + income tax, I had a shitload of cash.

 

As many of you know, I have mad resp3ct for current Russian/Middle Eastern weaponry. I wanted to get a semi-auto galil with a few ammo drums online, but I couldn't find a source. I had to settle for a WASR-10 (Romanian AK) semi-auto. I bought one with two ammo drums, five 30rd clips, and couple of boxes of 7.62x39mm and had it shipped to my local FFL. I used my dad's debit card and had him pick up the gear.

 

So, I was in Ohio and I have no fucking clue as to what the gun regulations were. I had never fired a weapon.

 

So I got my WASR-10 and one of my drums. Loaded the drum and placed it into my duffel bag. I stopped by an Army surplus store and picked up a mini-alice bag and a set of fatigues.

 

I called up dad and he gave me a ride to the junkyard. I told him that I was going to pick up a replacement set of doors for my '94 Astro. He started asking me questions about the trip.

 

"Why do you have a duffel bag, Julius?"

 

"So I can put my doors in it."

 

"That's not big enough. Anyways, How are you going to pry doors off without tools?"

 

"They have tools."

 

Yeah, so I almost got fucking caught.

 

I got to the junkyard, paid the fee to get in, and hurried off to a patch of vans. I threw my shit on, fatigues and all, and packed the duffel bag in my alice pack. I got my WASR-10 out and took about five minutes to get a round in the chamber/get the drum in. I had no fucking idea as to what I was doing.

 

I looked m3n in my fatigues, as some of you have already seen.

 

http://hl2map.com/images/juliusfuckup.jpg

So, I got my shit together and found a van to fuck up. I took aim at a blue ford truck instead, and I pulled the trigger. Nothing happened. I spent 3 minutes figuring out that I had my safety on. I aimed again and took a shot. I hit the headlight and fucked it up completely. The shot was loud, but I was far away from people. I unloaded a drum's worth of ammunition on the cars/vans/trucks and had a jolly old time. I was disappointed to remember that I only brought one drum and no ammo with me, so I was out of shit after that little spree. I packed my shit up and went back to the entrance.

 

 

wow what a shitty story

This happened when I was 22,

 

I was working and living with my mum, and I was doing that for like four years. Mum lived off disability and she never had a problem with paying for the home and any of our utilities. End result: despite lacking a high school diploma + having a minimum wage job + income tax, I had a shitload of cash.

 

As many of you know, I have mad resp3ct for current Russian/Middle Eastern weaponry. I wanted to get a semi-auto galil with a few ammo drums online, but I couldn't find a source. I had to settle for a WASR-10 (Romanian AK) semi-auto. I bought one with two ammo drums, five 30rd clips, and couple of boxes of 7.62x39mm and had it shipped to my local FFL. I used my dad's debit card and had him pick up the gear.

 

So, I was in Ohio and I have no fucking clue as to what the gun regulations were. I had never fired a weapon.

 

So I got my WASR-10 and one of my drums. Loaded the drum and placed it into my duffel bag. I stopped by an Army surplus store and picked up a mini-alice bag and a set of fatigues.

 

I called up dad and he gave me a ride to the junkyard. I told him that I was going to pick up a replacement set of doors for my '94 Astro. He started asking me questions about the trip.

 

"Why do you have a duffel bag, Julius?"

 

"So I can put my doors in it."

 

"That's not big enough. Anyways, How are you going to pry doors off without tools?"

 

"They have tools."

 

Yeah, so I almost got fucking caught.

 

I got to the junkyard, paid the fee to get in, and hurried off to a patch of vans. I threw my shit on, fatigues and all, and packed the duffel bag in my alice pack. I got my WASR-10 out and took about five minutes to get a round in the chamber/get the drum in. I had no fucking idea as to what I was doing.

 

I looked m3n in my fatigues, as some of you have already seen.

 

http://hl2map.com/images/juliusfuckup.jpg

So, I got my shit together and found a van to fuck up. I took aim at a blue ford truck instead, and I pulled the trigger. Nothing happened. I spent 3 minutes figuring out that I had my safety on. I aimed again and took a shot. I hit the headlight and fucked it up completely. The shot was loud, but I was far away from people. I unloaded a drum's worth of ammunition on the cars/vans/trucks and had a jolly old time. I was disappointed to remember that I only brought one drum and no ammo with me, so I was out of shit after that little spree. I packed my shit up and went back to the entrance.

 

That's long and gay but i did something like that once i shot a car with a hunting gun (shotgun) at the tires and the tires popped. I didn't get caught hopefully and it was a nice truck

I helped construct the Drug Tunnel from Canada > U.S.

More info:

http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/politics/2002395422_tunnel22m.html

 

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I lit a portable-toliet onfire at a construction site which also accidently caught the plastic covering the house behind it (it was winter) on fire, in turn setting the house itself on fire, which in turn made the propane tank (or tanks, Im not sure) heating the house explode, in turn causing damage to approx. 4 other houses.

 

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I broke into several houses in the course of 2 hours, getting what turned out to be about 5,300$ worth of merchandise I sold on eBay.

 

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I lit two bunnies onfire outside my house because they scared me the night before when coming back home and walking to my door.

SUBL1ME']I helped construct the Drug Tunnel from Canada > U.S.

More info:

http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/politics/2002395422_tunnel22m.html

 

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I lit a portable-toliet onfire at a construction site which also accidently caught the plastic covering the house behind it (it was winter) on fire, in turn setting the house itself on fire, which in turn made the propane tank (or tanks, Im not sure) heating the house explode, in turn causing damage to approx. 4 other houses.

 

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I broke into several houses in the course of 2 hours, getting what turned out to be about 5,300$ worth of merchandise I sold on eBay.

 

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I lit two bunnies onfire outside my house because they scared me the night before when coming back home and walking to my door.

 

stfu

SUBL1ME']I helped construct the Drug Tunnel from Canada > U.S.

More info:

http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/politics/2002395422_tunnel22m.html

 

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I lit a portable-toliet onfire at a construction site which also accidently caught the plastic covering the house behind it (it was winter) on fire, in turn setting the house itself on fire, which in turn made the propane tank (or tanks, Im not sure) heating the house explode, in turn causing damage to approx. 4 other houses.

 

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I broke into several houses in the course of 2 hours, getting what turned out to be about 5,300$ worth of merchandise I sold on eBay.

 

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I lit two bunnies onfire outside my house because they scared me the night before when coming back home and walking to my door.

 

 

 

yea your pretty fucking gay.

 

I didnt do anything hardcore, broke into a couple cars n stole some money n worthless shit. When I used to goto house parties with my older brother while they were downstairs getting hammered n shit (including the house owner) I would go upstairs into the rooms and just steal maaaad amounts of cash,jewerly,ps2 games and other shit n goto pawn shops, sell the shit, keep the money.

 

Nuttin big....

Oh i forgot, this Asian guy i knew, well i stole his house keys and went to his house and stole like £400 from his family because they don't trust banks, apparantly they thought it was some kind of ghost and didn't report it to the police.

Worst shit I've ever done:

 

Got caught fucking by my mom in the house. She walked in my room to ask me a question and saw me going at with a friend of her's daughter. She kicked my ass after that though.

She kicked my ass after that though.

 

Your mother kicked your ass? rifk, were you like 6 or something?

This story has to do with the worst SHIT I've done, and worst shit I've taken at the same time.

 

I used to work for a company in Michigan, namely, Meijers.

 

While I was working and this being my first job, I thought I was a genius for coming up with the "Steal things from where I work" plan. I used to just take anything that I wanted, size didn't matter because I would place larger objects in the bottle return boxes, which were always pushed outside overnight.

 

Simple plan, take what I wanted to the back room, and eventually put it in the box, then get it later that night after I was already sent home.

 

Well, one time however I just happened to be in the employee bathroom when my manager mentioned to another employee that they were about to catch the "working shoplifter".

 

I felt like crap and was scared that I was busted for sure. MY stomach was killing me. You know the feeling.

 

1 hour later I went to my manager and quit. When he asked me why, I just used the excuse that I didn't have enough time for homework since I was working so much.

 

I didn't go back into that store for a year, but I never was actually caught.

This story has to do with the worst SHIT I've done, and worst shit I've taken at the same time.

 

I used to work for a company in Michigan, namely, Meijers.

 

While I was working and this being my first job, I thought I was a genius for coming up with the "Steal things from where I work" plan. I used to just take anything that I wanted, size didn't matter because I would place larger objects in the bottle return boxes, which were always pushed outside overnight.

 

Simple plan, take what I wanted to the back room, and eventually put it in the box, then get it later that night after I was already sent home.

 

Well, one time however I just happened to be in the employee bathroom when my manager mentioned to another employee that they were about to catch the "working shoplifter".

 

I felt like crap and was scared that I was busted for sure. MY stomach was killing me. You know the feeling.

 

1 hour later I went to my manager and quit. When he asked me why, I just used the excuse that I didn't have enough time for homework since I was working so much.

 

I didn't go back into that store for a year, but I never was actually caught.

 

i once quoted a guy and didnt read his post

 

 

damn im bad

Worst shit I've ever done:

 

Got caught fucking by my mom in the house. She walked in my room to ask me a question and saw me going at with a friend of her's daughter. She kicked my ass after that though.

lol this guy can't beat up his mom..

I stole a cd-key for the greatest game ever in the world.... rainbow 6: ravenshield

i told my 14 year old friends and they considered me m3n

not really much, egged houses, put bolonga on cars to peal the paint, but the worst ive ever done was probably pissed inside one of those big mail boxes at a corner store, it was one of the big canada post ones...
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