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I wrote "BUSH" on a stop sign once.
there were plenty of shenanigans when I was younger and dumber. I'd say the funniest thing we did was toss a 32oz cup of urine into someones open car window on a hot summer evening. It's ok, he was an Azz-Whole.
Plenty, I could write a book. But I won't. And I won't say anything either because someone reading this will probably figure out it was me that did it to them, lulz. And then I'll end up dead.
t-ping neighbors houses and trashin another when I was hammered! REGRET the trashin nowadays, however! :(
I once stole the pink flamingos out of a neighbors yard back in the early 80's, but I felt so guilty that the next week I put them back in the middle of the night and left 2 rose bushes i got for her on her porch.
Man, I didn't do any vandalism as a kid. honestly, nothing. I just viewed the work of others
Not a thing...nope...clean as a whistle...that's my story and I'm sticking to it. Unless there's a lucrative book deal in it and a good lawyer tells me the statute of limitations is past.
probably not considered vandalism these days.. I (with friends) would run around unplugging Christmas lights.. the more extensive the wiring system the better.. idea was to make it so the homeowner could not figure out where they became unplugged at..
We used to egg car off the top of our apartment on 9th st. Hit a cop car once. I was always suprised we didn't get caught because when we missed a car the splatter made arrows pointing right back toward where we were throwing the eggs from.
we toilet papered a house..that's about it.
I was 11 when I did my one and only act of vandalism, which ended up being far worse than I thought it would be. There was a new apartment complex being built next to where we lived, and one evening on my way home from target practice with my BB gun I thought I'd shoot a little hole in the sheetrock of one of the apartments as I walked past. I didn't realize they'd already installed the doors and windows until the sliding-glass door shattered. I ran all the way home, and over the next month just knew the cops were going to come drag me out of bed/class/dinner/etc. at any moment. Scared the h*ll out of me.
I had a few mailboxes pushed over, but I was mostly a shoplifter. Until I got caught, at least.
Took the handles off of pumps...
There was a railroad overpass in Baldwin that the High Schoolers would paint from time to time. We would paint it before a big rivalry game, or homecoming, etc. George, the chief of police, would show up when we were about finished and send everyone home. Good times!!
Shot the Junior High German teacher in her butt with a rubber band. Does that count? Did two weeks of after school detention, but it was worth it. When I was a principal, they were creative. A gallon of honey on the front porch once...poured out. The possum who lived nearby liked that. Perhaps the best was when the sacrificed a chicken on my little school bus. Felt sorry for the chicken, but wore the blood and feathers proudly until the rain washed them off. To tell the truth, I was too scared my dad would find out to pull much when I was younger.
I take the fifth . . .
Now that I think of it there might have been a fifth involved . . .
Does anyone remember the Chesty Lion with a bra and red paint about 45 years ago? . . .
What's the statute of limitations on vandalism? . .
Not saying I had any involvement in all that . . .
Anyone else involved have passed on . . .
Of course not! Do I look like that kind of guy?
This poll is right up spacehog's alley!
Proof that 49% lie.
I left a gate open and let a herd of brontosauruses escape into the woods. What a wacky day that was.
omg, that question brings back memories...cant say what since to many people were involved and i sort of remember the vows of silence. good times. lets see something involving christmas lights, a teachers car, a v.p's car, a principals wife, a squirrel, a pigeon, nudity, alcohol, police officers, 51 chairs and 1 potted plant.
I can't talk about it.
I took a dump in the urinal at the holiday park pool during the summer of '92.
Sorry, you are mistaken. You are the "every day average trol."
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