I have an old friend who I am happy to call Alan for the purpose of this story.
I met him at agricultural college and somehow e got on, mainly due to being misfits to everyone else. After a few years I looked back and wondered why I was still friends with this guy as he wasn't actually much of a friend. Things he did over about three years.

1. Would borrow money with no intention of paying back.
2. Sell me weed purposely short of measure knowing that I'd trust a friend (I was young and blind).
3. Fuck my girlfriend at the time. I know he wasn't the only one to blame, but still.
4.Vandalise things at random.
5. Steal EVERYTHING
6. Be cheeky to strangers nearly getting the rest of us a kicking (Exmouth is a bad place to do that)
7. 'Borrow' things and bring them back fucked
8. Maintain a woeful level of personal hygiene
9. Piss off the parents of other friends
10. Order things at a pub or cafe knowing that he didn't have the cash to pay for it leaving others to pick up the tab
11. Somehow get us into situations where we thought we were going to get arrested for just being with him
12. He'd borrow his disabled mums car (fitted with hand controls) and trash it

Two incidents in particular. Next to the college is a tourist attraction. We'd all go in there and piss about at night. 'Alan' would break things and set things on fire. One night, he showed up at my house with the entire contents of the ice cream booths freezer. We had to bring in other people to help dispose of the evidence in case the college was alerted and did a room search. Later he went back into the place, broke into a workshop and stole tools and CB radios. Oh, and a small halon fire extinguisher which was then let off in the house.

The other main incident was not long after I met him. I had to lend him money to stop him going to court. He and another fuck up had gone to a farm, at night. They parked his highly distinctive motorbike in a nearby layby where everyone could see it. They raided the farm and stole things. They left a Bobcat lying on it's side after they'd managed to start it. They pushed round hay bales into a river flooding a field and I'm sure there was probably more. The next day the farmer saw him on his distinctive spotty bike and blocked the lane to question him. When the farmer opened the bikes luggage box, he found some of his missing possessions. The farmer's girlfriend luckily stopped a serious beating taking place and an arrangement was made for the return of items and payment for damage within a week to avoid arrest. 'Alan' borrowed money near and far - the only time he ever paid me back.

Last time I saw him he'd barely changed. In the last couple of years he seems to have actually developed a conscience and turned into a real person.

I never knew quite why we were friends, but I look back at most of it with high amusement and I always have a story to tell. Oddly, I'm glad we stayed friends all these years.
( The Togaboy The world will end on, Mon 6 Jul 2015, 9:00, 5 replies)

and somehow e got on, mainly due to being misfits to everyone else. After a few years I looked back and wondered why I was still friends with this guy as he wasn't actually much of a friend. Things he did over about three years.

1. Would borrow money with no intention of paying back.
2. Sell me weed purposely short of measure knowing that I'd trust a friend (I was young and blind).
3. Fuck my girlfriend at the time. I know he wasn't the only one to blame, but still.
4.Vandalise things at random.
5. Steal EVERYTHING
6. Be cheeky to strangers nearly getting the rest of us a kicking (Exmouth is a bad place to do that)
7. 'Borrow' things and bring them back fucked
8. Maintain a woeful level of personal hygiene
9. Piss off the parents of other friends
10. Order things at a pub or cafe knowing that he didn't have the cash to pay for it leaving others to pick up the tab
11. Somehow get us into situations where we thought we were going to get arrested for just being with him
12. He'd borrow his disabled mums car (fitted with hand controls) and trash it

Two incidents in particular. Next to the college is a tourist attraction. We'd all go in there and piss about at night. 'Alan' would break things and set things on fire. One night, he showed up at my house with the entire contents of the ice cream booths freezer. We had to bring in other people to help dispose of the evidence in case the college was alerted and did a room search. Later he went back into the place, broke into a workshop and stole tools and CB radios. Oh, and a small halon fire extinguisher which was then let off in the house.

The other main incident was not long after I met him. I had to lend him money to stop him going to court. He and another fuck up had gone to a farm, at night. They parked his highly distinctive motorbike in a nearby layby where everyone could see it. They raided the farm and stole things. They left a Bobcat lying on it's side after they'd managed to start it. They pushed round hay bales into a river flooding a field and I'm sure there was probably more. The next day the farmer saw him on his distinctive spotty bike and blocked the lane to question him. When the farmer opened the bikes luggage box, he found some of his missing possessions. The farmer's girlfriend luckily stopped a serious beating taking place and an arrangement was made for the return of items and payment for damage within a week to avoid arrest. 'Alan' borrowed money near and far - the only time he ever paid me back.

Last time I saw him he'd barely changed. In the last couple of years he seems to have actually developed a conscience and turned into a real person.

I never knew quite why we were friends, but I look back at most of it with high amusement and I always have a story to tell. Oddly, I'm glad we stayed friends all these years.
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( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Mon 6 Jul 2015, 13:34, closed)

dude
learn regex
(Guy Debord cette mauvaise réputation..., Mon 6 Jul 2015, 18:51, closed)

Some people, when confronted with a problem, think "I know, I'll use regular expressions."
Now they have two problems.
(eViLegion Chief Commissioner of the Scottish Lunacy Board, Mon 6 Jul 2015, 19:39, closed)

I don't see how this helps.

( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Mon 6 Jul 2015, 22:34, closed)

I did see him in the year 2000.
He was walking around the Run to the sun festival, with a fairly minging girl, pilling his nuts off.
( The Togaboy The world will end on, Tue 7 Jul 2015, 1:15, closed)