I should have been arrested
Faced with The Law when I and a bunch of equally idiotic mates set off a load of loud explosions down the local chalk pit, we blamed bigger boys who had run off. Tell us of the times when you got away with something naughty and slightly out of order.
Thanks to MatJ for the suggestion
( , Thu 26 Jan 2012, 13:36)
Faced with The Law when I and a bunch of equally idiotic mates set off a load of loud explosions down the local chalk pit, we blamed bigger boys who had run off. Tell us of the times when you got away with something naughty and slightly out of order.
Thanks to MatJ for the suggestion
( , Thu 26 Jan 2012, 13:36)
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Sunroof and bogroll
When i was a young lad of 12ish i stayed at a mates house regularly cos our mums were mates and got pissed a lot.
We used to get up to lots of mischief whilst they were getting smashed. It was great.
My first story of mischief (i'll try and unload them all if time permits) concerned a car which was parked outside his house. An ancient Fiat 128? i think. Like a little bubble car it was. Had a little sunroof and to us, because it was always there, looked like it'd been abandoned.
So we decided it'd be an idea to wet little bits of bogroll and throw them at the car from his mums bedroom balcony. It looked like massive bird shits. Brilliant to our minds. Genius in fact. We cried tears of laughter.
We did it on another night, and another, and the car got so peppered we decided it needed a wash. So we filled a balloon with water to lob onto the car. One of those long balloons.
So over it went, splash. Straight through the sunroof. We nearly fucking died of laughter, this time mixed with fear as we'd now damaged the car.
So on another night (this is all over maybe 2 weeks or so) soon after we thought it might be wise to do more bogroll. Cover the inside in makeshift birdshit splatters. More hilarity.
Then the inevitable knock on the door came. The police. Shit.
His mum answered and we were really terrified. Criminal damage etc. ooer.
So we blamed his little brother. He was a little cunt and deserved it.
The Police did nothing once they learned a 7 year old had done it.
More hilarity. Win win.
( , Fri 27 Jan 2012, 15:16, 4 replies)
When i was a young lad of 12ish i stayed at a mates house regularly cos our mums were mates and got pissed a lot.
We used to get up to lots of mischief whilst they were getting smashed. It was great.
My first story of mischief (i'll try and unload them all if time permits) concerned a car which was parked outside his house. An ancient Fiat 128? i think. Like a little bubble car it was. Had a little sunroof and to us, because it was always there, looked like it'd been abandoned.
So we decided it'd be an idea to wet little bits of bogroll and throw them at the car from his mums bedroom balcony. It looked like massive bird shits. Brilliant to our minds. Genius in fact. We cried tears of laughter.
We did it on another night, and another, and the car got so peppered we decided it needed a wash. So we filled a balloon with water to lob onto the car. One of those long balloons.
So over it went, splash. Straight through the sunroof. We nearly fucking died of laughter, this time mixed with fear as we'd now damaged the car.
So on another night (this is all over maybe 2 weeks or so) soon after we thought it might be wise to do more bogroll. Cover the inside in makeshift birdshit splatters. More hilarity.
Then the inevitable knock on the door came. The police. Shit.
His mum answered and we were really terrified. Criminal damage etc. ooer.
So we blamed his little brother. He was a little cunt and deserved it.
The Police did nothing once they learned a 7 year old had done it.
More hilarity. Win win.
( , Fri 27 Jan 2012, 15:16, 4 replies)
My first story of mischief (i'll try and unload them all if time permits)
please don't bother
( , Mon 30 Jan 2012, 16:10, closed)
please don't bother
( , Mon 30 Jan 2012, 16:10, closed)
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