It all started when we were stumbling home drunk, and I was going to show him how to rip off a paper from a paper box.
The trick was, you pulled the coin return lever all the way out and pushed it in fast to lock it on the other side, then popped it with your palm. Worked like a charm.
I was drunk out of my mind when I tried it and it was about 30 below outside. I tried and tried and tried and couldn't open the box, right on Main Street.
So Ash (the mechanic) said he could get one quicker, pushed the newspaper box on its side, and kicked the front of it in with a steel-toed boot, tore out a newspaper, and then picked the whole paper box up over his head, and threw it through Eaton's plate glass window. Alarms started going off like crazy so we took off. We didn't even read the newspaper.
After that, we started punching through car windows, kicking down fences, and I threw a rock through a bus window, weeee!
We got home about 4am and had to be at work by 9 that morning. That whole day, Ash was scared shitless we were going to get caught. I didn't give a fuck.
The next day, both the Winnipeg Free Press and the Winnipeg Sun had pinned our whole mess on Youth Gangs, mainly The Raptors (I think they were called).
We were off the hook and Ash stopped acting like such a scared little bitch, LOL!
True story.
Canadians!
lol Nice! Football Hooligans have taken the blame for quite a few of my shenanigans.
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Vutulaki-san
Winnson wrote:It all started when we were stumbling home drunk, and I was going to show him how to rip off a paper from a paper box.
The trick was, you pulled the coin return lever all the way out and pushed it in fast to lock it on the other side, then popped it with your palm. Worked like a charm.
I was drunk out of my mind when I tried it and it was about 30 below outside. I tried and tried and tried and couldn't open the box, right on Main Street.
So Ash (the mechanic) said he could get one quicker, pushed the newspaper box on its side, and kicked the front of it in with a steel-toed boot, tore out a newspaper, and then picked the whole paper box up over his head, and threw it through Eaton's plate glass window. Alarms started going off like crazy so we took off. We didn't even read the newspaper.
After that, we started punching through car windows, kicking down fences, and I threw a rock through a bus window, weeee!
We got home about 4am and had to be at work by 9 that morning. That whole day, Ash was scared shitless we were going to get caught. I didn't give a fuck.
The next day, both the Winnipeg Free Press and the Winnipeg Sun had pinned our whole mess on Youth Gangs, mainly The Raptors (I think they were called).
We were off the hook and Ash stopped acting like such a scared little bitch, LOL!
True story.
Even when she fabricates a night out story its boring AF
"We got drunk and broke glass stuff!"
LOL fucking school girl
Petty man. This one's just petty.
I expect nothing less from a winner such as yourself. Got any wild lunch room stories to tell?
I expect nothing less from a winner such as yourself. Got any wild lunch room stories to tell?
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Vutulaki-san
None that a quintessential retard like you could relate to.
You enjoy lunching in some decrepit Chong Kong food court with rotten vegetables and loogies strewn across the floor.
Did the turnip head put you out to work selling beers while drinking on the sidewalk again this weekend?
You enjoy lunching in some decrepit Chong Kong food court with rotten vegetables and loogies strewn across the floor.
Did the turnip head put you out to work selling beers while drinking on the sidewalk again this weekend?
This is a good natured thread.
Lol fair enough. Pretty much healed up now.
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