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DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME : Text files and message bases are for INFORMATIONAL PURPOSES ONLY. Do not undertake any project based upon any information obtained from this or any other web site.We are not responsible for, nor do we assume any liability for, damages resulting from the use of any information on this site.Alright. This is a new egg of what I did earlier this year with a friend. If you do not like it, I advise you shut the #*@! up and leave.
My friend came to my house and we played Metroid Prime and Halo for about three hours. we decided he could spend the night. we had some pizza. then we kinda got really bored so we went outside and locked the door. it was about 7:00 but it was really dark because it was winter. nobody was outside and there were no cars. it was like a ghost town. we then thought about pulling some pranks (i live in a neighborhood full of little #*@!s that #*@! around too much)
so we went to this one guys house, next to ours and starting throwing rocks at it. after we grew out of that, i noticed some dog #*@! laying on the ground. i took it and smeared it on their windows. then i took some soap (we were at our neigborhood pool earlier and we had "stolen" a pack of soft soap from it.) and sprayed it on their front door and all over the guys bike. after that, we went down to some hot chicks house. she was hot...but she was a #*@!. so my friend ran back to my house and got his digital camera, and we took a picture of him humping her Mustang (haha) and we went back to my house, listened to some Metallica, and printed a copy of it (his camera is really old bc all you need is a floppy disk to use it). After that, we took some glue and pasted it on the back of her car, so she most likely wouldn’t notice it for a while. Then, we went back to my house and got my switchblade. we then punctured the first guys car, his dads car, his moms car, and his sisters cars tires (they have A LOT of cars). After that this car started following us. we started running and the car started speeding up. we ran all the way home and these four guys poured out of the car, they didn’t know where we had gone bc we had hidden behind the alcove of my fireplace. We went back in through the back of my house and grabbed two of my paintball guns from my paintball collection. Our guns looked really real. We went outside with winter coats (black) and hoods on. We said "GET THE #*@! AWAY FROM MY HOUSE" bc the guys were looking for us 10 feet away. they started running. my friend, who’s really stupid, shot the one guy in the leg, and he thought he was shot for real...he looked down, and realized it was a paintball shot. he said "their guns are fake!" so we booked (come on, 4 on 2!) and hid by the townhouses near my house. after we lost them we went back to my house (AGAIN), and took a scooter that my one friend gave to me bc he stole it from his high school and we took turns riding down the street on it and shooting random houses up with paint. After about an hour, we stopped and went over to this #*@!s house and pissed on his truck. we went home got a drink and called it quits...until my friend mentioned an old house in the back of the neighborhood that he recalled his friend telling him about...so we decided to check it out. we went there it was behind a cul-de-sac and nobody knew about it. the whole front of it was glass so we smashed all of it with a pipe my friend ripped out of the basement. we then searched the inside. we looked around and found NOTHING. we then saw that their was an attic. we went up there and for some reason the door closed automatically after we had been in for about a minute. we found 6 lightbulbs, a dollar bill, a pack of matches, and a window that led outside. we climbed out onto the attic deck (weird) and saw a chair made of glass. my friend threw it and it made a huge shattering sound. we heard someone laughing somewhere behind us so we freaked. we kicked out the ledge and dropped about 10 feet. luckily, the worst injury received was three jammed fingers. my friend scraped his elbow on a rock about three feet away from me. we then searched for the person that laughed without success. so we went back into the basement (which was just a staircase that led to a chamber if you picked up the platform of wood above it) and broke some more pipes. after that, we found a HUGE BOX of fireworks...they had AT LEAST 40 Roman Candles, 100 M-10’s, and 20 M-80’s. We grabbed that box and left it on the corner behind some bushes along with all the other stuff we found to pick up later. then my friend broke another glass for good measure and these two ugly, mean, old ladies came up to us out of nowhere and threatened to call the police. they "let us" go however, and we picked up the box and ran. we got home and split up all the stuff between us. (this fourth of july, we will meet up and shoot them all off.) After that, we took an extra M-80 and put it on the first guys #*@!, soap window and taped it into place. we lit it, and his ENTIRE WINDOW SHATTERED. we freaked, ran back across the steet to my house (our houses face sides to each other, unfortunately, because the guys a loser that pierces his nipples bc he’s a #*@!) and sat on my deck, which is carpeted and windowed with AC. so we cooled off and gather ourselves. we then saw the mom (ugly, short, fat #*@!) who was looking around with a flashlight. we turned the lights out and laughed our asses off...we never did get caught! that was the coolest night ever!
Thanks for reading this and i hope those of you who enjoyed it will have many happy days and nights like this one was for me and my friend.