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Anyone here ever prank/troll authority figures as a kid?
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2017-07-22 at 12:59 PM UTCWhen i was a seven in the lunch room at school i opened my milk carton but pushed the flaps back together to make it look like it was closed and raised my hand and a monitor this dude older than the moon came to me and i was like "can u help me open my milk?"
And he leaned over and opened only to realize it was already open and i wasted his time lol -
2017-07-22 at 1:03 PM UTCi still do it as an adult.
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2017-07-22 at 2:54 PM UTC
Originally posted by NARCassist i still do it as an adult.
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same here, In my anger mgmt class thursday I HAD to give a speech and I threw in fundamentally twice, and plight once
the instructor told me I did an excellent job even though I'm sincere at all.
I just have to figure out how to put derpadew and gonts in my next speech.
But also when I was a kid after my dad re-tiled the dining room/kitchen area and him and my mom would go antiquing, I would put an ice cube or 2 on a certain part of the floor every weekend and it was driving my dad crazy because he thought the tiles were going to "buckle" and he might have to get the tile guys to come back.
I did it because my dad was a total tyrant, he once took my mom and my brother and I to las vegas when I was 12 but didn't let us see carrot top or the blue man group so we just watched other people having fun in casinos.
But when I was 17 my buddy and I would go out at night and smoke weed and drive around and we would call the cops on pay phones and we'd trade off on being "scott" we'd be like "hey its me scott and suicidal" and be giggling in the bushes while the cops were looking for us.
We'd then go to another pay phone and be like "its me... scott... again... this time i have gun and even more suicidal than before."The following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire! -
2017-07-22 at 2:58 PM UTCthrowing rocks at high speed trains was hellalulz when we were kids. extra points for hitting the drivers window. then one day cops turned up, smacked us round the head and took us home. i think most of us almost genuinely shit our pants lol.
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2017-07-22 at 3:05 PM UTC
Originally posted by Bill Krozby When i was a seven in the lunch room at school i opened my milk carton but pushed the flaps back together to make it look like it was closed and raised my hand and a monitor this dude older than the moon came to me and i was like "can u help me open my milk?"
And he leaned over and opened only to realize it was already open and i wasted his time lol
stfu nigger faggot.
and...true story:
this happened before most of the retards on this site were born so the details are somewhat sketchy...but, it was when i had been in the military for maybe three years or so and was 'tactical' as the current retard saying goes, but not quite to the point my maturity was on par with where the two terms should have been in relation to each other. translate that however you want.
i was on 'leave'...which is military parlance for a short vacation...and visiting my chick-friend at her house, having a bit of a celebration due to my being in town. there were about a dozen or two dozen total people there...the music was loud...and there was some degree of people running around in various states of naked. and by running around...i mean literally running around, up and down the road. another issue was the cars parked all along the streets, in the grass, and in a house where the owner was out of town but had given my chick-friend permission for me to park in her driveway/carport. all of the above resulted in someone, or several someones, calling the five-oh party pooper brigade to come shit upon all of our funs. there was quite a bit of forewarning so all the under-21 alcohol disappeared quickly, along with the pharmaceuticals.
the specific details are sketchy at this point...but for whatever reason i came up with the brilliant plan where i thought it would be a fun-times to go all tactical on the poor hick-town police and went through two back yards to circle around behind where they had come from. one of the cops, solo (PSA: if youre ever in a tactical situation, such as a police search...you dont do it alone...you have at least one person with you) had decided to circle back after completing his search, with the return path coming through an area of a carport, where i decided to go full-stealth between a bush and the house. the cop had virtually zero situational awareness and was lackadaisically swinging around his flashlight...blinding himself to anything in-shadow...which is where i was. when he passed literally within inches of me, i waited till was about two feet passed me and i jumped out, flailing my arms, and shouted 'BLAAHHH!!'
dude almost dropped his flashlight...using both hands to catch it...then took what seemed like forever to compose himself...they tried to say how he could have shot me, yadda yadda, trying to take back control of the situation, or at least make it seem like i didnt just turn him into the castrated little sissy bitch he was. the funny part was, for all the shit he was spewing, easiest-case for me would have been to garrote his ass into dead or unconscious...and not a one of his cop-buddies would have known until they found him laying there in the dark. only slightly more difficult would have been for me take his gun away after he tried to flail around unholstering it then either pummel him into unconsciousness...or just straight up shoot him.
regardless...i was literally laughing almost uncontrollably, he cuffed me, stuck me in the back seat with some other guy who i have no recollection who he was or why he was in there, then left me there for about two hours. additional trolling was me moving my cuffed hands from behind my back to in front of me that had the effect of really pissing them off. every time they reapplied the cuffs behind my back they did it tighter...only it didnt phase me in the least and had zero effect on my getting my hands back in front of me.
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2017-07-22 at 3:10 PM UTC
Originally posted by infinityshock stfu nigger faggot.
and…true story:
this happened before most of the retards on this site were born so the details are somewhat sketchy…but, it was when i had been in the military for maybe three years or so and was 'tactical' as the current retard saying goes, but not quite to the point my maturity was on par with where the two terms should have been in relation to each other. translate that however you want.
i was on 'leave'…which is military parlance for a short vacation…and visiting my chick-friend at her house, having a bit of a celebration due to my being in town. there were about a dozen or two dozen total people there…the music was loud…and there was some degree of people running around in various states of naked. and by running around…i mean literally running around, up and down the road. another issue was the cars parked all along the streets, in the grass, and in a house where the owner was out of town but had given my chick-friend permission for me to park in her driveway/carport. all of the above resulted in someone, or several someones, calling the five-oh party pooper brigade to come shit upon all of our funs. there was quite a bit of forewarning so all the under-21 alcohol disappeared quickly, along with the pharmaceuticals.
the specific details are sketchy at this point…but for whatever reason i came up with the brilliant plan where i thought it would be a fun-times to go all tactical on the poor hick-town police and went through two back yards to circle around behind where they had come from. one of the cops, solo (PSA: if youre ever in a tactical situation, such as a police search…you dont do it alone…you have at least one person with you) had decided to circle back after completing his search, with the return path coming through an area of a carport, where i decided to go full-stealth between a bush and the house. the cop had virtually zero situational awareness and was lackadaisically swinging around his flashlight…blinding himself to anything in-shadow…which is where i was. when he passed literally within inches of me, i waited till was about two feet passed me and i jumped out, flailing my arms, and shouted 'BLAAHHH!!'
dude almost dropped his flashlight…using both hands to catch it…then took what seemed like forever to compose himself…they tried to say how he could have shot me, yadda yadda, trying to take back control of the situation, or at least make it seem like i didnt just turn him into the castrated little sissy bitch he was. the funny part was, for all the shit he was spewing, easiest-case for me would have been to garrote his ass into dead or unconscious…and not a one of his cop-buddies would have known until they found him laying there in the dark. only slightly more difficult would have been for me take his gun away after he tried to flail around unholstering it then either pummel him into unconsciousness…or just straight up shoot him.
regardless…i was literally laughing almost uncontrollably, he cuffed me, stuck me in the back seat with some other guy who i have no recollection who he was or why he was in there, then left me there for about two hours. additional trolling was me moving my cuffed hands from behind my back to in front of me that had the effect of really pissing them off. every time they reapplied the cuffs behind my back they did it tighter…only it didnt phase me in the least and had zero effect on my getting my hands back in front of me.
eventually they had to let me go since i hadnt committed any crimes.
din't read past the first few lines but i'm curious, did they do anything weird to you while you were in the military? did anyone doing weird shit to you happen to be carrying folders with 'mk ultra' written on the front, by any chance?
its quite possible you wouldn't remember anything anyway tho i guess.
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2017-07-22 at 3:23 PM UTC
Originally posted by infinityshock stfu nigger faggot.
and…true story:
this happened before most of the retards on this site were born so the details are somewhat sketchy…but, it was when i had been in the military for maybe three years or so and was 'tactical' as the current retard saying goes, but not quite to the point my maturity was on par with where the two terms should have been in relation to each other. translate that however you want.
i was on 'leave'…which is military parlance for a short vacation…and visiting my chick-friend at her house, having a bit of a celebration due to my being in town. there were about a dozen or two dozen total people there…the music was loud…and there was some degree of people running around in various states of naked. and by running around…i mean literally running around, up and down the road. another issue was the cars parked all along the streets, in the grass, and in a house where the owner was out of town but had given my chick-friend permission for me to park in her driveway/carport. all of the above resulted in someone, or several someones, calling the five-oh party pooper brigade to come shit upon all of our funs. there was quite a bit of forewarning so all the under-21 alcohol disappeared quickly, along with the pharmaceuticals.
the specific details are sketchy at this point…but for whatever reason i came up with the brilliant plan where i thought it would be a fun-times to go all tactical on the poor hick-town police and went through two back yards to circle around behind where they had come from. one of the cops, solo (PSA: if youre ever in a tactical situation, such as a police search…you dont do it alone…you have at least one person with you) had decided to circle back after completing his search, with the return path coming through an area of a carport, where i decided to go full-stealth between a bush and the house. the cop had virtually zero situational awareness and was lackadaisically swinging around his flashlight…blinding himself to anything in-shadow…which is where i was. when he passed literally within inches of me, i waited till was about two feet passed me and i jumped out, flailing my arms, and shouted 'BLAAHHH!!'
dude almost dropped his flashlight…using both hands to catch it…then took what seemed like forever to compose himself…they tried to say how he could have shot me, yadda yadda, trying to take back control of the situation, or at least make it seem like i didnt just turn him into the castrated little sissy bitch he was. the funny part was, for all the shit he was spewing, easiest-case for me would have been to garrote his ass into dead or unconscious…and not a one of his cop-buddies would have known until they found him laying there in the dark. only slightly more difficult would have been for me take his gun away after he tried to flail around unholstering it then either pummel him into unconsciousness…or just straight up shoot him.
regardless…i was literally laughing almost uncontrollably, he cuffed me, stuck me in the back seat with some other guy who i have no recollection who he was or why he was in there, then left me there for about two hours. additional trolling was me moving my cuffed hands from behind my back to in front of me that had the effect of really pissing them off. every time they reapplied the cuffs behind my back they did it tighter…only it didnt phase me in the least and had zero effect on my getting my hands back in front of me.
eventually they had to let me go since i hadnt committed any crimes.
you mad lil bro? -
2017-07-22 at 3:27 PM UTC
Originally posted by NARCassist din't read past the first few lines but i'm curious, did they do anything weird to you while you were in the military? did anyone doing weird shit to you happen to be carrying folders with 'mk ultra' written on the front, by any chance?
its quite possible you wouldn't remember anything anyway tho i guess.
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yes, he's been outed on the gun forums as being abused by blacks in the first Iraqi war. Thats why he's gone full retard. -
2017-07-22 at 3:33 PM UTC
Originally posted by NARCassist dintread past the first few lines but im curious, did they do anything weird to youwhile you were in the militarydid anyone doing weird shit to you happen to be carrying folders withmk ultrawritten on the front, by any chance?
if youre looking for fap material ill give you enough to turn your dick into a degloved bloody mess...all you have to do is touch your toes and cough...
its quite possible youwouldnt remember anything anyway tho i guess -
2017-07-22 at 3:35 PM UTC
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2017-07-22 at 3:37 PM UTC
Originally posted by infinityshock get back on your street corner before you make me beat your pretty face some more with my magic sausage.
my beer and cigarette money isnt going to fall into your brah strap by itself, faggot…get out there and earn it, bitch
lil bro, pretty sure thats never happened considering I live in texas and you live in florida (the most retarded state), tommy the cat. -
2017-07-22 at 3:43 PM UTC
Originally posted by Bill Krozby yes, he's been outed on the gun forums as being abused by blacks in the first Iraqi war. Thats why he's gone full retard.
your posts are the digital equivalent of a retard with his tongue and palms stuck to the windshield of the short bus...with another retard behind him, with his pants pulled down after taking a shit in his underwear, banging his head into the back of the head of the first retard...while the nigger bus driver is fucking the second retard in the ass using the previously mentioned shit as lube...with no one in the drivers seat...while the bus uncontrollably careens down the Spanish Steps during Carnival...plowing down the colorfully-dressed party goers. -
2017-07-22 at 4:17 PM UTC
Originally posted by infinityshock your posts are the digital equivalent of a retard with his tongue and palms stuck to the windshield of the short bus…with another retard behind him, with his pants pulled down after taking a shit in his underwear, banging his head into the back of the head of the first retard…while the nigger bus driver is fucking the second retard in the ass using the previously mentioned shit as lube…with no one in the drivers seat…while the bus uncontrollably careens down the Spanish Steps during Carnival…plowing down the colorfully-dressed party goers.
Some of your posts recently are actually getting funnier.
A+ for effort
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2017-07-22 at 4:24 PM UTC
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2017-07-22 at 4:35 PM UTC
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2017-07-22 at 5:12 PM UTC
Originally posted by NARCassist No needcan see my reflection in phone screenctually is still funnier thananything you everpostedou aint there yet boy
theirs no need too repeat what I just said.
since your one of the slower of the retards ill repeat myself. again.
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2017-07-22 at 5:18 PM UTCGet two pigs, paint a #1 and #3 on them, grease them up and stress them out, and let them loose in your school. Teachers will waste hours searching for #2.
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2017-07-22 at 6:32 PM UTC
Originally posted by Captain Falcon Get two pigs, paint a #1 and #3 on them, grease them up and stress them out, and let them loose in your school. Teachers will waste hours searching for #2.
the 1920s called.
they want they over-done prank back.
what you do is get 10 pigs. paint numbers on them, starting at 1 through 18... give or take...skipping a few numbers.
release all but 4 or so.
a few days...weeks... later release a couple more.
a few days...weeks...later release the remaining.
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2017-07-22 at 6:42 PM UTC
Originally posted by infinityshock the 1920s called.
they want they over-done prank back.
what you do is get 10 pigs. paint numbers on them, starting at 1 through 18… give or take…skipping a few numbers.
release all but 4 or so.
a few days…weeks… later release a couple more.
a few days…weeks…later release the remaining.
THEN watch as they waste time looking for the missing numbers.
The 1930s called, they want their low impact prank back.
What you do is get a pack of cigarettes and a pack of matches, rubber bands, iron oxide powder (rust), aluminium powder and some magnesium strips. You mix the iron oxide and aluminium and put it in several compact containers.
Then you create the classic CIA design delayed ignition mechanism with the cigarettes, matches and rubber bands; the burn time is not reliable, but only fluctuates by ±3 minutes.
You use this to ignite the magnesium strips.
Then you place these containers near load bearing walls in critical ISIS structures.
THEN watch as hundreds of Arabs roast and die.
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2017-07-22 at 6:51 PM UTC
Originally posted by Captain Falcon The 1930s called, they want their low impact prank back.
What you do is get a pack of cigarettes and a pack of matches, rubber bands, iron oxide powder (rust), aluminium powder and some magnesium strips. You mix the iron oxide and aluminium and put it in several compact containers.
Then you create the classic CIA design delayed ignition mechanism with the cigarettes, matches and rubber bands; the burn time is not reliable, but only fluctuates by ±3 minutes.
You use this to ignite the magnesium strips.
Then you place these containers near load bearing walls in critical ISIS structures.
THEN watch as hundreds of Arabs roast and die.
PRANKED.
you've been reading 'anarchists cookbook' again, it seems.
I'll give you a hint on what part of your brilliant not-IED (or IID...depending on who you ask) should be scrapped or modified:
all of it.
