Once "transported" a huge amount of packages of drugs in my friend's truck while I was still in high school (24 now) . Riding dirty reallyyy freaked out but it was such a rush . Got paid $1200 after everything was done .
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Once "transported" a huge amount of packages of drugs in my friend's truck while I was still in high school (24 now) . Riding dirty reallyyy freaked out but it was such a rush . Got paid $1200 after everything was done . -
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I helped to "steal" two vehicles, when I was 17.
I was sitting in the parking lot on the hill in front of Wal Mart in town with a few friends. It was where most people met up and decided what was going on for the night. A guy drives up to us in a POS car and asks if we want to make some money. I just looked at the guy sort of funny for a moment and then asked him to continue talking..
He says, "My wife and I are going through a divorce and my two cars are at her house and I want to get them. I'll pay two of you $100 to get them for me. I have the keys."
So we follow him there ( a third friend drove is there). He gets out and says, "I'm going to go in and distract her really quick. Try to get out of here as fast as you can. So I get into a brand new F-150 (odometer had 1500 miles on it) and my friend gets into a Trailblazer SS and we leave. He wanted us to meet him at Burger King in town so we did and he gave us $100.00 for doing it.
I got that truck up to 110 mph as soon as I pulled out of that driveway. I'm lucky we didn't get pulled over because my friend was doing the same thing.
It was really shady and I wouldn't do it today and he may have actually had a claim to those vehicles, but again.. it was REALLY shady.
Why would the guy trust two random teenagers with his two vehicles. We could have left with them and done whatever we wanted to and looking back, I'm not sure I wouldn't have if I had thought it through.
I know where some lake property is where that vehicle would never be seen again.. lol, especially considering he knew nothing about us.
I've done a lot of illegal things in my day and I'm sort of ashamed of a lot of it and I'll only talk about it with certain friends. I've been in the middle of "raids" where we only got away with what we were doing because "the man" got the wrong house and a whole bunch of other crap.
I would be willing to share some of it, but TOS would be blown the **** up.
I'll come back with some more laterLast edited by AUChase; 03-16-2013, 09:08 PM.Comment
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The summer after my junior year of college I played summer baseball in Florence, SC. For those of you that don't know, Florence doesn't have a lot going on. There is a school there (Francis Marion University) and a couple of bars/clubs, but other than that it's pretty dull.
Well the first weekend I was there for the summer season, all of the players met up at an apartment where a few guys on the team from FMU were staying. We all got really drunk and I decided to drive back to my host family's house.
Now, I've driven buzzed before, but this was waaaay beyond that. I woke up the next morning trying to figure out how I got home and it all came back to me.
I ended up blowing out my passenger side front tire and drove home at least 5 miles with the passenger side of my car in the grass. I walked out to my car the next morning and there was dead grass all on the side and my tire was completely gone.
I have no idea how I wasn't pulled over as the road that I had to take back to my host family's house was one of the main roads through Florence. I told my parents that my tire just randomly blew out (which was true.. I think. I still don't know exactly what happened) and they helped me buy a new rim and tire.
That was by far the worst I've ever been driving.Comment
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This will probably get some laughs, as it has among my friends. I had been drinking a **** load at a party, when I get a call, and it's this girl, and she's having a party, Well, this one is slowly winding down, and there's not much potential there, so we take off to the next party.
We get there, and I'm already buzzed, but we play ring of fire, and this girl just gets me sloppy drunk, she's just getting me with everything. Haha you bitch.
So I am beyond gone, when everyone starts heading to bed, she motions for me and my friend to just come sleep with her. This is weird, because my friend's a dude. I really am not a fan of tag teaming, so were in there, she just makes it easy and we get to work, it's awkward as ****, she's got ****ing candles lit, as if she's been planning this the whole time.
She wants us to hit it at the same time, I'm like nope not happening. You kinky little.... Anyway apparently I'm so drunk I'm just like mezmorized by her tats, I'm like tracing them with my finger, and saying to my friend, Dude look at her tats.This is just ridiculous now, My friend tries to get out of here, and just leave me with the girl, Thank God, then she runs out there as he's leaving to go to the bathroom, and tells him, Where are you going? He's like I was gonna let yall just do your thing, she grabs him and says this is not how this works!!
LOL so he's back, I'm a shell of myself now, and she attempts to go skiing, and I just black out with my hands n her pants. And I ruined the night for her. LMAOLast edited by DamnYanks2; 03-16-2013, 11:07 PM.Comment
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It was one of the situations young and ton of built of anger just envision this sweet puppy being eaten and tore apart.
Plus this dog was not the kind of dog your envisioning. It was more like a coyote, mangy, lived in the woods, and came around just to kill stuff for food.
Short answer I agree with you now sitting here as a adult.
Sent from da lil phone.Comment
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Re: Deepest, darkest secrets you're willing to share about yourself
Lost my virginity in the back of rusted out '76 Grenada in a cemetery.
Can't swim.
I sometimes kick crumbs I drop when I'm opening the fridge under it.
Not the big crumbs, mind you. I go ahead & eat them anyways,
5 second rule or not be damned.
I released my son's goldfish into a pond in back of the house
because I didn't like the way it looked at me when I fed it.
He should consider himself lucky because the toilet was closer.
I prefer fats girls to regular sized ones.
My pop & his mom were put in mental hospitals for nervous breakdowns.
I'm pretty sure I'll wind up there too, eventually.
When I was in 6th grade, my teacher confiscated my baseball cards,
after I had been told not to bring'em anymore.
She said I could have'em back at the end of the school year.
I wasn't having any of that, because it was October,
so I went back to the classroom during lunch after about a week
& confiscated 'em back.
There were other things she had took up from other kids I could have taken
if I wanted, but I've always been as honest as Abe, so I left'em.Comment
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Re: Deepest, darkest secrets you're willing to share about yourself
Lost my virginity in the back of rusted out '76 Grenada in a cemetery.
Can't swim.
I sometimes kick crumbs I drop when I'm opening the fridge under it.
Not the big crumbs, mind you. I go ahead & eat them anyways,
5 second rule or not be damned.
I released my son's goldfish into a pond in back of the house
because I didn't like the way it looked at me when I fed it.
He should consider himself lucky because the toilet was closer.
I prefer fats girls to regular sized ones.
My pop & his mom were put in mental hospitals for nervous breakdowns.
I'm pretty sure I'll wind up there too, eventually.
When I was in 6th grade, my teacher confiscated my baseball cards,
after I had been told not to bring'em anymore.
She said I could have'em back at the end of the school year.
I wasn't having any of that, because it was October,
so I went back to the classroom during lunch after about a week
& confiscated 'em back.
There were other things she had took up from other kids I could have taken
if I wanted, but I've always been as honest as Abe, so I left'em.Comment
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Yea. good call, I actually literally forgot about the TOS for a second. No reason getting this shut down. Too many good stories in here.Comment
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* While in middle school, teachers used to send out these "progress reports" which were definitely a bad thing. They would be an update addressed to your parents either regarding behavior, grades, or both. I always used to go get the mail after school and take any envelopes out that were from the school. I hid these all in a shoebox until one day a teacher was talking to my mom at the grocery store and asked why she never responded to any progress reports... The worst one I have ever received stated "Michael would be an excellent candidate for clown school."Comment
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Lol @ people admitting to committing crimes. Even if you are not convicted of those specific crimes, some of these posts would serve as solid evidence in the events of trials or legal disputes.Comment
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