VandalismI got a load of chalk, felt-tip markers and paint from friends one Christmas in a thinly-veiled attempt to get me involved with their plan to vandalise the toilets at the local park. My downfall: Signing my name. Tell us your stories of anti-social behaviour.
Thanks to Bamboo Steamer for the suggestion
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 12:10)
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Possibly an Urban MythMy friend's Dad tells this story about his 'crazy' mate, the kind of unpredictable maverick for whom ANYTHING GOES. Out on the lash in London town, and this being the 70's when people presumably did shit like this, they went for a post-binge pie and chips.
Walking home, they were all happily tucking into their gelationous treats, when Maverick decides 'Fuck this, this pie is fucking disgusting', and promptly launches it over his shoulder.
Thinking that pie chucking is probably getting off light for a night out with the maverick, the group continues unabashed, until they hear cries of protestation from behind them. A man leans out of his window, face crimson with fury.
'OI! YOUR FUCKING PIE LANDED ON MY FUCKING CARPET! IT'S RUINED!!'
The pie's fortuitous arc had somehow lofted it through the poor chap's open window before exploding it's gravylicious chunks all over his fibres.
Maverick sprints back toward the window bellowing:
'FUCK YOUR CARPET MATE, I WANT MY FUCKING PIE BACK!'
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SigmaX0 Dear Die Hard. You rock!, Fri 8 Oct 2010, 8:14,
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