Priceless!!!

One day long long ago, I was hanging out in front of the office door of the college medieval re-creation group I was in. I was waiting for the people who had the key so I could get my notebook out of the room.

A couple of people walked down the hallway with some stuff, dropped it off in front of their office door and walked away, apparently to make a second trip to bring back more stuff.

They were part of the Young Americans for Freedom. That group was basically the college Reaganite Republican party, who were somewhat in opposition from a vast majority of the medieval re-creators.

Somehow or another, I have in a steamer trunk somewhere, a five foot long satin banner that proudly reads in two foot tall letters "Young Americans for Freedom"

I had to come back the next morning to get my notebook.

Shame on you Moe. May the ghost of Ronald Reagan come back and twist your nipples!!

HEY, the thread title is may or MAY NOT have committed. What I said was SOMEHOW I have this banner.

Those 2 guys might have decided they didn't like the looks of it and offered it to me.

You're still getting the nipple twist!

I may have stolen some stranger's entire crop of cannabis from his secret plantation in the nearby woods for several years in a row. Geez, I wonder whether all the stuff would have filled my bathroom up to the ceiling while drying...

Who knows?

Sh*t like that can get you killed.

I was walking at the mall one day of my youth when I stumbled upon this person wearing his pants right at the hips, no belt, underwear showing.

I stop, let him walk ahead a few paces, then I start to follow. Stealthily I walk right behind him, and tug his pants, the fall to the floor and I am 20 feet away (after running) laughing my @ss off...

You guys are weak! That's the best of the worst you got? I pissed off a 12 story insurance building on Wilshir Blvd. in L.A while my girlfriend was holding my belt. 10:00PM on a Thursday night in August 1999

I pissed out of the window when I was about 12 or something, back when I lived in East NY, in the projects. I lived on the 5th floor. I did it because I was bored.

I also once hit a kid with my book bag in middle school, sending him about a good 4-5 feet, taking the desk in front of us with him. I got away with it, too.

One time in kindergarten, I told a little girl that her doll had a deadly disease and was going to die.

One time I pushed someone down some stairs.

I feel guilty to this day for this one....

I was 11 almost 12, staying at a friends who lived in a high-rise. We got bored and we bought water balloons , we got bored of the water balloons and decided to go to the top story and drop one down.

We cracked open a hallway window with the full intention of harmlessly dropping one down to the concrete below, until we spotted a vicar walking towards the doorway directly under us. We gave each other "the nod", a silent approval that we agreed on an action and I dropped the balloon.

The vicar stopped in the doorway to use the intercom and the balloon hit him squarely in the centre of the top of his head. He dropped to his knees like a sack of s**t and me and my mate ran down 4 flights of stairs and into the flat where he lived.

After about 15 mins of us s**tting our pants my friends mum walked in and went, "You'll never believe what just happened", told us about the vicar, said he'd bitten halfway through his tongue and then she walked into the kitchen where we'd left the half used packet of water balloons in plain view on the table.

The rest is too painful to talk about.

this one time, at band camp ...

I helped to organize a ghost summoning seance. Back then I majored in chemistry. I used my pyrotechnical skills to make convincingly looking "mystical phenomenons". The imagination of the participants intensified this little prank to an amazing mystic experience, I told them the truth only 3 months later, by that time they told virtually everyone on campus about the seance. I had to hide for about a week from them, they seemed to be very angry. Well, I can understand it, it must have been mortifying for them when the truth popped up its ugly face.

I would like to tell you all, but I can't.



...because then you would know who did it.

NSFW, lol

So Me and a friend were taking a road trip to Western Michigan to visit an old friend of mine.

She stayed in a dorm room with 3 roomates..
So- we end up leaving late and decide to pre-drink on the way there.. so after we get about 20 beers into a 30-pack of miller high life(3 hour drive) we finally get there at like 230am and miss the party.

So we just decide to stay in her room and drink a little and drive home tommorrow. My friend wa wasted and passed out in a chair while these 2 girls were trying to convince him to come into the bed with him(I still make fun of him to this day for being too drunk to have a 3some)

But anyways, I pass out on the floor next to this beautiful girl and we're both wasted of course.. she cuddles up next to me and we start talkin for a minute and everyone else passes out. so we start making out and I start playing with some things.. and at this point we're in the spooning position and she's reaching back and yea.. what's a clean word for it.. "playing with the joystick"..

So about 5mins later when I'm about 2seconds from "game over" she stops all of a sudden and passes out..

So I kinda umm.. played the game by myseld for about all of 3 seconds and some stuff kind of went all over her back and then I promptly passed out..

When I woke up the next morning about 3 hours later, all I heard was yelling and screaming and it took me about 3 minutes to remember what had happened.. So yea we booked it out of there really fast and I guess I was a famous legend in that dorm room for the remainder of the year..

If you start the game you have to finish right??

Smarty with an NSFW post? No way.Most definitely.