The dumbest shit you have ever done-Let's hear about it!

PurpleDrank

PurpleDrank

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I'll start us off.
So me and my friend were short on bud. He says he's gonna go buy some. I didn't know any dealers in the area at the time, so I thought I would come along and get some connections. We waited on the sidewalk for a few minutes when this JACKED dude drove up in some Scion. The dealer was riding shotgun, and he was a little white kid, about 16. My friend got in the car, I walked home and waited for him to come back with some ganja. It was about 2 hrs before I decided he was dead and after a little pep talk, a emergency joint and a glock I walked down the street to look for his body. Halfway down the road, those 2 guys ran over my feet by turning onto the sidewalk next to me. They held a mac to my head and said that if I didn't find my friend/money soon, he was gonna blow my brains out. He stole a 1/2 from him and took off. Then, almost like a guardian angel, my dad pulled up (big ass scary lookin dude), asked me what was going on (he was coming over later for dinner, which I totally forgot about). I was like, DRIVE. He did, and the drug dealers thought he was going to call the police so they ran (probably had an airsoft gun, pussies). I went to the friends house, and he was all like, "I GOT US A HALFIE FO FREE BRAH:lol:!" I never spoke to him again.
 
ProfessorPotSnob

ProfessorPotSnob

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The dumbest thing I have ever done was drop out of High School to work in a Greenhouse lol .. I went back the following year and graduated with high honors but I had to learn the hard way ..
 
ProfessorPotSnob

ProfessorPotSnob

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Working in the greenhouse seemed like fun to a kid who liked to grow but in the end it was a hot sticky shitty job with low pay lol .. Even after obtaining certifications for greenhouse management I dont like to be in the greenhouse long if there is labor involved lol
 
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rooky1985

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When I was 12 I wanted to play basketball (had a rim infront of the driveway) so I parked my dad's standard transmission s10 in the street. After playing for a while I realized that I had parked the truck facing traffic (which was illegal) and I thought to myself I better put that thing back in the driveway before a cop comes buy and leaves a ticket on it. The driveway was quit an incline, then I ever so gently feathered the clutch to get the truck back into the exact same spot. I remember thinking driving a standard is easy as hell, then in the blink of an eye my foot slipped off the edge of the clutch and I ended up parking the truck in my bedroom. It went through a brick house and actually ended up in my bedroom, wanna talk about getting your ass beat. The real funny part is I called my neighbor in a panic asking if they knew any brick layers (masons) that owed them a favor(like it would be fixed before my mom got home from working rotating shifts) LOL.
 
match box

match box

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Damn I have so many it's hard to pick. I've posted the one where I let a guy shoot a beer bottle out of my mouth so let me see. I had a friend that had someone build a still to make booze. I was going to do the first run. I made the mash and started to heat it up it didn't take long to run the 10 gal. through and when it was out the still started to suck air in so I started to take the 25 screws off the top when I was about half way around it started to suck air from the side and blow the mash out the top and all over my garage and me oh I didn't say it was hot and thick like molasses. That was my last run.
 
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stak

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rooky1985 said:
When I was 12 I wanted to play basketball (had a rim infront of the driveway) so I parked my dad's standard transmission s10 in the street. After playing for a while I realized that I had parked the truck facing traffic (which was illegal) and I thought to myself I better put that thing back in the driveway before a cop comes buy and leaves a ticket on it. The driveway was quit an incline, then I ever so gently feathered the clutch to get the truck back into the exact same spot. I remember thinking driving a standard is easy as hell, then in the blink of an eye my foot slipped off the edge of the clutch and I ended up parking the truck in my bedroom. It went through a brick house and actually ended up in my bedroom, wanna talk about getting your ass beat. The real funny part is I called my neighbor in a panic asking if they knew any brick layers (masons) that owed them a favor(like it would be fixed before my mom got home from working rotating shifts) LOL.
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come on man. that's complete bullshit. anyone that knows how to drive a stick shift would know that story is bullshit.

If you're foot suddenly came off the clutch then you would have stalled the engine. After it stalls, the car would not lunge forward with enough energy to go through a brick wall, it would lunge forward for about three inches before it completely stopped and locked up.
 
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rooky1985

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stak said:
come on man. that's complete bullshit. anyone that knows how to drive a stick shift would know that story is bullshit.

If you're foot suddenly came off the clutch then you would have stalled the engine. After it stalls, the car would not lunge forward with enough energy to go through a brick wall, it would lunge forward for about three inches before it completely stopped and locked up.
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I was reving the engine feathering the clutch coming up an incline, I drive five speeds all the time, and anybody who has driven a standard knows that if you dump the clutch while reving the engine the shit is going to take off. Why would I come up with such an elaborate lie? To impress you LOL?
 
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leoshitz

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Back when I first started smoking I was pretty high and I wanted some cinnamon toast. I managed to get the bread in the toaster, the butter out, and then the cinnamon/sugar mix. This is where it went wrong and I will explain it as it happened. I walked over to the silver wear drawer and looked inside and there were no forks. I thought I would be a genius and use a spatchula to put the butter on. About the second dip of the spatchula into the butter I realized that I did not need a fork and looked back at a drawer full of butter knives. I was rolling on the floor. I could not even explain what I did to my friends because I was laughing so hard. And that was when I decided Northern Lights was pretty good.
 
Big Trees

Big Trees

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me and my friends had some trees but nothing to smoke outta. instead of hustling up a dollar to buy some papers we rolled it in a receipt from a local grocery store
 
bizarrojohnson

bizarrojohnson

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I was living in Syracuse, i was hammered as shit. Walking back from the bar at 2am, everyone else hammered. This woman was coming out of the bar with her boyfriend and some other people, slipped on the ice fell and dropped her phone. I almost immediately bent over and picked up the phone for her. Totally forgot to try to help her up.:oops:
 
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GreyLord

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stak said:
come on man. that's complete bullshit. anyone that knows how to drive a stick shift would know that story is bullshit.

If you're foot suddenly came off the clutch then you would have stalled the engine. After it stalls, the car would not lunge forward with enough energy to go through a brick wall, it would lunge forward for about three inches before it completely stopped and locked up.
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Especially on a steep driveway.
 
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GreyLord

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bizarrojohnson said:
I was living in Syracuse, i was hammered as shit. Walking back from the bar at 2am, everyone else hammered. This woman was coming out of the bar with her boyfriend and some other people, slipped on the ice fell and dropped her phone. I almost immediately bent over and picked up the phone for her. Totally forgot to try to help her up.:oops:
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How heinous, unforgivable, what an uncivilised animal! Didn't you hear the baby Angel die as you picked up the phone while the poor women writhed on the ground in pain & humiliation? Beast. There's a special place in Hell reserved for those of your ilk. #shakes head, mutters, shakes head again#
 
Cobnobuler

Cobnobuler

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The wife drags me to one of those country store / crafty kinda shops. We of course got ripped on the way and in we go. We got seperated and I'm looking around. Theres this staircase with things on the wall with pricetags on and shit so I'm walking up the steps checkin it out. I come to the top of the steps and theres a little hallway and steps going down again. I thought "Hey there must be another section of this place, I'll check it out" So...down the steps I go and I can hear people talking and I thought everything was cool and all....As I get down closer to the bottom, suddenly all of the talking I heard stopped.....When I reached the bottom of the steps there was a family of 8 or so people sitting at their dining room table hammerin down spaghetti... Every single one of them was staring at my stoned self.
I wanted to just fukin die of embarrassment. Of course I bitched out the Mrs for making me go to one of those kinda places to begin with ...dammit. It was all her fault :)
 
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MasterYoda420

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I once told a friend after smoking a lot of pot(at a younger age 4 bowls of some really good shit was a lot), Dude, I hope we don't have hangovers in the morning. After sobering up, I realized, Damn that was the dumbest thing I've ever said.
 
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