Marsupialized wrote:we broke into a restaurant in evergreen park when I was a young man and I urinated into the deep fryer, then we stole a case of pepsi and some uncooked garlic bread.
I also trashed the bathroom.
I threw the garlic bread on the railroad tracks afterwards.
I have no idea why we did this.
I can't iamgine how long it was before they changed the grease in that deep fryer, how many people ate urine bathed cheese sticks and chicken fingers.

Man...I made this thread primarily to bait you. Any other stories of this nature?

Do you have a question for Marsupialized?

dude totally wants to 'bate you.

he likes how you "trespass".

kerble wrote:dude totally wants to 'bate you.

he likes how you "trespass".

Faiz...you ever fuck some shit up in your salad (tossing) days?

Minotaur029 wrote:

Marsupialized wrote:we broke into a restaurant in evergreen park when I was a young man and I urinated into the deep fryer, then we stole a case of pepsi and some uncooked garlic bread.
I also trashed the bathroom.
I threw the garlic bread on the railroad tracks afterwards.
I have no idea why we did this.
I can't iamgine how long it was before they changed the grease in that deep fryer, how many people ate urine bathed cheese sticks and chicken fingers.

Man...I made this thread primarily to bait you. Any other stories of this nature?

Do you have a question for Marsupialized?

Let's see now.
I burned down an entire factory once, wanna hear that story?

I wonder if the statute of limitations is up on some of this shit...

Marsupialized wrote:

Minotaur029 wrote:

Marsupialized wrote:we broke into a restaurant in evergreen park when I was a young man and I urinated into the deep fryer, then we stole a case of pepsi and some uncooked garlic bread.
I also trashed the bathroom.
I threw the garlic bread on the railroad tracks afterwards.
I have no idea why we did this.
I can't iamgine how long it was before they changed the grease in that deep fryer, how many people ate urine bathed cheese sticks and chicken fingers.

Man...I made this thread primarily to bait you. Any other stories of this nature?

Do you have a question for Marsupialized?

Let's see now.
I burned down an entire factory once, wanna hear that story?

I wonder if the statute of limitations is up on some of this shit...

Please do...I am laughing under my breath pretty hard at the very thought...

I walked around in an abandoned barn for awhile once. It was pretty spooky, especially because no one had fucking flashlights.

Another time I had sex in a classroom at my school. That was fun and I will do it again. Maybe on the roof of the music building next time.

I can't think of any others. I didn't really like doing outrageous things in high school, but college has brought out the wild child in me.

Minotaur029 wrote:

Marsupialized wrote:

Minotaur029 wrote:

Marsupialized wrote:we broke into a restaurant in evergreen park when I was a young man and I urinated into the deep fryer, then we stole a case of pepsi and some uncooked garlic bread.
I also trashed the bathroom.
I threw the garlic bread on the railroad tracks afterwards.
I have no idea why we did this.
I can't iamgine how long it was before they changed the grease in that deep fryer, how many people ate urine bathed cheese sticks and chicken fingers.

Man...I made this thread primarily to bait you. Any other stories of this nature?

Do you have a question for Marsupialized?

Let's see now.
I burned down an entire factory once, wanna hear that story?

I wonder if the statute of limitations is up on some of this shit...

Please do...I am laughing under my breath pretty hard at the very thought...

well, I was maybe 12...little metal dude hangin' with my fuck up metal dude friends. One was named 'Ozzy' no shit, his parents named him Ozzy.
He saved up and bought a BC Rich Warlock with flames on it to play in our metal band, that's the type of dude he was.
We'd hang out by the railroad tracks, there was a cement factory on one side with huge sand mounds we'd climb in and jump around and the other side of the tracks there was a paint factory. There were weeds and bushes lining each side of the tracks.
It's a hot as fuck summer day and we are just sitting there fucking off bored, I decide to start lighting the weeds and bushes on fire. I'd light it, then put it out when it started to get going.
I did this for awhile till of course one time it got too big too quick and I was not able to put it out right away.
It starts spreading very rapidly and I was freaking, I was running back and forth across the tracks getting sand and throwing it on the fire to try and put it out.
At the same time Ozzy has a lighter and is re-lighting every bit I manage to snuff out, laughing maniacally the entire time. He was a real nut, just didn't give a fuck. I don't think it's s shock for me to tell you he's dead now.
Anyhow, at some point we decide it's a lost cause as the fire was way out of control.
Now to get out of the area, we had to run right past the public swimming pool. As we pass, covered in soot of course everyone has gotten out of the pool and has gathered against the fence to point at and gaze upon the huge fire across the tracks.
People are yelling at us 'stop them! They started that fire! Call the cops!'
We hear sirens coming, scared shitless.
We make it to one of our houses and hide out all night.
We go back in the morning and survey the damage. Holy fucking shit, the entire paint factory is burned to the fucking ground.
It was a HUGE factory and it's now a smoking heap of rubble.
It was on the news and everything.
We never got caught, they rebuilt the factory and we never heard another word about it.

One time a few friends and I found a way in to this out-of-business grocery store down the street. We were around thirteen or fourteen at the time, all of us being at the peak of the vandalism/shoplifting stages in our lives. So we sneak in and observe, finding that all the aisles, carts, glass shelves, old electronics, etc. are still inside and in good condition. We also discovered that we weren't alone... there was this older kid skateboarding on the other side of the store, which kind of put a damper on the situation because we realized we weren't the first to discover the place. We talked to the skateboarder guy, who ended up being pretty cool, and we all concluded that what was left of the store needed to be destroyed.

We acquired some tools, metal poles and the likes, from the back of the store. After we'd all chosen our weapons, we ran full-speed out of the back room and demolished everything in our path. We must've spent a good 20 minutes going completely apeshit on the entire store. One of the greatest adrenaline rushes of my life, no doubt.

So we finally decided to leave the store and the skateboarder guy said he was going to stick around for a little longer. We eventually caught word from another friend (who had walked by the shopping center where the old grocery store was) that there was a bunch of squad cars parked, and the cops had arrested our skateboarder friend.

I don't know why he insisted on staying there after we left. I'm hoping that they only charged him for trespassing and not for the thousands of dollars in damage that everyone did.

When i was about fifteen me and a bunch of my friends had just gotten our drivers lisenses and had a habit of making sparkler bombs and blowing up peoples letter boxes rubbish bins ect ect. After a few tellings offs and whole lotta blowin up mail boxes we got bored and went back to my place to chill out for the afternoon.

My house at the time was next to a huge dam that supplied water to most of the town I was living in. At the top of the resivour is a huge tunnel that would be about 5metres in diameter that lets the water run off when it gets too full.

One of my friends comes up with this idea that we make the biggest sparkler bomb we could manage and tape it to an aerosol can and light it down in the tunnel. So we make this huge one that uses about 10packets of sparklers and a can of my Dads deodorant. Since we are not pros we don't have a wick of a fuse of anything of the nature to be able to light it and get away. So we do a paper rock scissors and thank fuck I didn't lose, so we hike up to the top of the dam that evening when all of the picnicing families have gone home and Dan climbs down the tunnel.

We waited for about two minutes (which really felt like ten) and then we hear dan climbing back up the tunnels ladder in a hurried fashion, as soon as his head pops up the top there is an almighty BOOM and Dans dreadlocks go flying up because of the air from the explosion.
The sound was massive! It echoed all down the valley and seem to linger for a while. We exchanged nervous glances and finally started whooping and carrying on.

Then there were sirens. All around us. The shock had caused the Dams alarm system to off to notify people that it's gonna burst. Lights start going on in peoples houses down through the valley and police cars are speeding up the road.

"Run!" I yelled and started running but everyone else sort of froze. I sprinted up into the bush and followed one of the little tracks that went down to my house. 2 of the others had managed to catch up with me and follow me to my house. We hid in my bedroom till the next morning.

The dam didn't burst but 4 of my friends spent a night in the cells.

There was a pic of a cop holding our rude bomb in his hand with a scowl on his face on the front of the local paper as well.
I never got connected to the incident either.

Biggest adrenaline rush EVER!

ok, one more from a little later on in life.

I was working at the CBOT at the time, I'm not sure how much anyone knows about working there but let's just say there's a LOT of drugs and alcohol involved every single day. It's part of the job.
So after we got off work early one day a friend and I decide to take acid and exstacy and wander around for awhile downtown.
We wander from bar to bar, and eventually end up at a REALLY expensive hotel right downtown with a little lounge inside. I cannot say which, but think in your head which hotel would be the shittiest trendiest bullshit hotel filled with assholes in the city and you've got it.
We were still dressed in our work clothes so we could somewhat fit in, ties and dress slacks and whatnot...as long as nobody tried to talk to us we were ok.
Anyhow, I hate this lounge because it's horrible so I go and wander around the hotel. I come to a conference room, the door is open.
I walk in and it's all set up for some sort of huge business conference, there are rows and rows of seats and a projector and a bunch of food and drinks set up on a table off to the side.
Now I cannot explain why I did what I did but I began to trash this conference room.
I went to each desk and drew offensive drawings on each pad of paper they had out for people to take notes, I drew a giant cock on the projector glass with a black marker I found so when they turned it on wham! giant cock on the screen....I tipped over the table of food, threw the cake they had against the wall, smashed a bunch cans of soda on the ground, tipped over a bunch of chairs...basically went apeshit.
When I was finished, I casually strolled right out onto the street and again, never heard another word about it.
Spent the rest of the night drinking beer on the lakefront with some slutty girls we worked with.