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GAF what's the craziest thing you've done
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TickleMeElbow
Member
Haha same.
People would prolly hate me because most of the crazy shit I did in the past was super illegal and dangerous.
I guess the one I'm not afraid to admit is when I shot an off an AK47 while drunk and riding on the back of an ATV.
Another one I'll admit to is when a couple friends and I stole a keg from a major PGA golf tournament under the cover of darkness. We also had to steal some tools from a random guy's shed to pull it off. We left the tools in his yard when we were done though, so I guess we just "borrowed" them.
Octavianus
Banned
I once consumed 15 doughnuts.
SlasherJPC
Banned
Worked overseas in Afghanistan. Living in a huge 8 man, Alaskan style tent. I had a bunk bed that was my living space. Yep...that was an interesting year.
When I was twenty I base jumped off of a building in Las Vegas and successfully escaped from the metro.
I've repelled off of large freeway overpasses/interchanges in order to do throwies in hard to reach areas.
I got stabbed in the chest with an ice pick by some crackhead when I was tagging in Los Angeles. Luckily it went right into my sternum or I might not be here today.
I've repelled off of large freeway overpasses/interchanges in order to do throwies in hard to reach areas.
I got stabbed in the chest with an ice pick by some crackhead when I was tagging in Los Angeles. Luckily it went right into my sternum or I might not be here today.
Your life is a Hollywood movie...
Nah, I was just a dumb college kid.
To not make the story long, i fake played the drums in a concert with like 10k people, the thing is drums are hard to fake if you do not know how to play them, i remember the singer looking at me like she was about to kill me and they brought me down as soon as the song ended.
And i didnt break in or anything i was a back up musician, and for different cirscuntances (my drummer friend hiding because he didnt wanna play anymore) i agreed to play the drums.
And i didnt break in or anything i was a back up musician, and for different cirscuntances (my drummer friend hiding because he didnt wanna play anymore) i agreed to play the drums.
Messofanego
Banned
This makes me want to watch a documentary on taggers or graffiti artists. Exit Through The Gift Shop was cool but I need more.
Threads like these make me realize how mundane my life actually is.
I think the 'craziest' in a fun kind of way is racing on an ice lake in Laponia with Mercedes. (not real racing, but driving a couple of tracks at high speed and learning how to do stuff like Scandinavian Flicks and drifts.)
The craziest decision I ever took was buying an appartment in Portugal, while not having a place of my own in my home country (I rent). Haven't regretted it for a moment though.
I think the 'craziest' in a fun kind of way is racing on an ice lake in Laponia with Mercedes. (not real racing, but driving a couple of tracks at high speed and learning how to do stuff like Scandinavian Flicks and drifts.)
The craziest decision I ever took was buying an appartment in Portugal, while not having a place of my own in my home country (I rent). Haven't regretted it for a moment though.
loaf of bread
Member
Yeah I don't run into that much problems. I tend to stick to outdoor events though, arenas and such are trickier because they usually lock that shit down and have minimal entrances and shit but with outdoor events you can weave around everything. Music festivals are easiest because all the security is outsourced and theres less organization in terms of getting in.
Octavianus
Banned
I pulled a hair out of my nose using my fingers.
Mr_Appleby
Member
A couple of times I walked in to jazz or classical gigs carrying a music stand. Guy at the door asked what I played once, I said Piano. He nodded and waved me through.
hobblygobbly
Member
Trying to do a double backflip on my BMX when I was 16.
Broke both wrists.
Broke both wrists.
pigeon interrupted
Member
MudoSkills
Volcano High Alumnus (Cum Laude)
Fucked a married woman, whose wedding I attended, and who I also worked with.
navii
My fantasy is that my girlfriend was actually a young high school girl.
I go to Japan every year during summer for a week or two holiday. I love the place and when I am there I become much more social and outgoing. Its helped by Japanese people being super awesome people.
On the second night of my trip, my friends (as well as their friends) arrived, we had dinner and some drinks. After dinner most of the friends just wanted to go to bed, but I wanted to party. I love Golden Gai (near the Shinjuku red light district), its about 200 makeshift bars frequented by the arty types as well as tourists. So I wanted to show this area to one of my new friends who I persuaded to go out with me.
On the way to the area we stopped by a Temple, on the stairwell were 2 japanese girls and a japanese guy. Despite not speaking a common language we were drunk enough to spend lots of time with them talking and whatever. There were also some Japanese businessmen nearby chatting and smoking and whatever, we started talking to them about the temple and japan and all that stuff. One of them said to me do you want to pray "Japanese style", I said sure! I'm on a holiday in a foreign country and Im down for pretty much anything. So this Japanese businessmen starts taking off his business suit, in the middle of the night at a temple in Shinjuku with random people about... I follow suit, we both get down to our sox and start praying "Japanese style", we rang the temple bell, clapped our hands, threw a coin and bro fisted, then got dressed and continued on our night. I got no action from the girls. My new friend said he was too shocked to take photos.
I wish I knew more about this random Japanese business man. Did he do it to make fun of me? or was it just some drunk hospitality. Does he do it often? Maybe he likes seeing naked dudes. I got no idea.
On the second night of my trip, my friends (as well as their friends) arrived, we had dinner and some drinks. After dinner most of the friends just wanted to go to bed, but I wanted to party. I love Golden Gai (near the Shinjuku red light district), its about 200 makeshift bars frequented by the arty types as well as tourists. So I wanted to show this area to one of my new friends who I persuaded to go out with me.
On the way to the area we stopped by a Temple, on the stairwell were 2 japanese girls and a japanese guy. Despite not speaking a common language we were drunk enough to spend lots of time with them talking and whatever. There were also some Japanese businessmen nearby chatting and smoking and whatever, we started talking to them about the temple and japan and all that stuff. One of them said to me do you want to pray "Japanese style", I said sure! I'm on a holiday in a foreign country and Im down for pretty much anything. So this Japanese businessmen starts taking off his business suit, in the middle of the night at a temple in Shinjuku with random people about... I follow suit, we both get down to our sox and start praying "Japanese style", we rang the temple bell, clapped our hands, threw a coin and bro fisted, then got dressed and continued on our night. I got no action from the girls. My new friend said he was too shocked to take photos.
I wish I knew more about this random Japanese business man. Did he do it to make fun of me? or was it just some drunk hospitality. Does he do it often? Maybe he likes seeing naked dudes. I got no idea.
who gave you a yacht if you didn't have a license?
stenbumling
Unconfirmed Member
Putting 8 different kind of gum in my mouth at the same time in middle school. I was a pretty crazy dude back then.
BudokaiMR2
Member
I got into a bunch of shit when I was in middle school because I lived in shitty public housing (I hesitate to call it the projects... But basically yeah) in Mobile, Alabama.
The ones I remember were:
- Going to a much nicer apartment complex about 30 min away with friends and slicing up their pool lining during the winter because we were jealous and didn't want anyone else enjoying an awesome pool if we couldn't. Cops got called on us but we all gave fake names and addresses.
- I won a badass mini toolset from Chuck E Cheese tickets and realized it was actually perfect for lockpicking. We ended up breaking into empty apartments in our complex and just generally fucking the rooms up. Never got caught surprisingly enough.
- This one is even weirder but our complex used to be full of beehives and since it was so poor they would never clean them out. For someone reason, I decided to take the job upon myself, So I armed myself with my best super soaker and a hefty stick. I don't even remember clearly what kind of bees they were and I actually never got stung amazingly enough. I probably destroyed a good dozen nests over a year or so.
I also did a bunch of crazy shit in high school because I was into street racing. Managed to avoid certain disaster by inches on more than one occasion. I could probably write a novella about all those instances...
The worst happened on a night when I was pissed off at a girl who had spurned me (some random hook up from out of town during spring break). I ended up smoking a joint with my step-dad and going on a joy ride in my Toyota MR2 turbo. Our towns (Ft. Walton Beach and Destin FL) are basically built around a single highway that runs along the coast. So I was gunning it most of the way (going around 160+ mph) until I calmed down and started obeying the rules of the road.
About 10 minutes later after I had slowed down, blue lights showed up behind me and I pulled over. Turns out that right around the start of my joy ride I went by a gas station so fast that the windows rattled....with two cops chilling inside.
So unbeknownst to me, for most of the joyride I had two cops behind me in a high speed chase. They were rightfully furious (I like to think it's partially because they had no chance of catching me) and I actually had a gun to my head as soon as they got out of the far. I thought I was gonna shit my pants right there.
I got cuffed and put in the back of the cop car and that's when I remebered I was carrying a handful of Oxycodone (they were my friend's I swear!) loose in the cargo pocket of my cargo shorts. While I was in the back of the cop car I somehow managed to grab them from my pocket with my hands handcuffed behind my backand quickly gobble the evidence down. Not sure how I did that without dislocating a shoulder but that's basically the last thing I remember before getting picked up from the holding cell a few hours later. I was only 17 so luckily nothing went on my permanent record and because they never could catch me on their radar-guns, I ended up getting out with just a moderately expensive reckless driving ticket.
The ones I remember were:
- Going to a much nicer apartment complex about 30 min away with friends and slicing up their pool lining during the winter because we were jealous and didn't want anyone else enjoying an awesome pool if we couldn't. Cops got called on us but we all gave fake names and addresses.
- I won a badass mini toolset from Chuck E Cheese tickets and realized it was actually perfect for lockpicking. We ended up breaking into empty apartments in our complex and just generally fucking the rooms up. Never got caught surprisingly enough.
- This one is even weirder but our complex used to be full of beehives and since it was so poor they would never clean them out. For someone reason, I decided to take the job upon myself, So I armed myself with my best super soaker and a hefty stick. I don't even remember clearly what kind of bees they were and I actually never got stung amazingly enough. I probably destroyed a good dozen nests over a year or so.
I also did a bunch of crazy shit in high school because I was into street racing. Managed to avoid certain disaster by inches on more than one occasion. I could probably write a novella about all those instances...
The worst happened on a night when I was pissed off at a girl who had spurned me (some random hook up from out of town during spring break). I ended up smoking a joint with my step-dad and going on a joy ride in my Toyota MR2 turbo. Our towns (Ft. Walton Beach and Destin FL) are basically built around a single highway that runs along the coast. So I was gunning it most of the way (going around 160+ mph) until I calmed down and started obeying the rules of the road.
About 10 minutes later after I had slowed down, blue lights showed up behind me and I pulled over. Turns out that right around the start of my joy ride I went by a gas station so fast that the windows rattled....with two cops chilling inside.
So unbeknownst to me, for most of the joyride I had two cops behind me in a high speed chase. They were rightfully furious (I like to think it's partially because they had no chance of catching me) and I actually had a gun to my head as soon as they got out of the far. I thought I was gonna shit my pants right there.
I got cuffed and put in the back of the cop car and that's when I remebered I was carrying a handful of Oxycodone (they were my friend's I swear!) loose in the cargo pocket of my cargo shorts. While I was in the back of the cop car I somehow managed to grab them from my pocket with my hands handcuffed behind my backand quickly gobble the evidence down. Not sure how I did that without dislocating a shoulder but that's basically the last thing I remember before getting picked up from the holding cell a few hours later. I was only 17 so luckily nothing went on my permanent record and because they never could catch me on their radar-guns, I ended up getting out with just a moderately expensive reckless driving ticket.
Octavianus
Banned
I sometimes end up spending the entire afternoon watching vr porn.
When I look back on my motorcycle antics I get slightly freaked out. I used to freely race with people on open roads. Like, I was on a Ducati (748S) on the way to work on a Saturday morning and another dude on another Ducati (998) pulls up beside me and give me this little two finger wave and the both of us just fucking TAKE off, I mean we're flying at like 125+ mph through early morning traffic on an open parkway. It was fucking ridiculous. There were other similar times with cars or alone - it's very difficult to control yourself on a fast bike.
I also took a trip to Nepal alone to hike a 160 mile circuit through the Himalayas, but there were hostels along the way (not camping) and I actually met some cool people on the trail who I wound up doing the whole circuit with. That one probably sounds crazier on paper than it actually is since I did a fair bit or research.
I also took a trip to Nepal alone to hike a 160 mile circuit through the Himalayas, but there were hostels along the way (not camping) and I actually met some cool people on the trail who I wound up doing the whole circuit with. That one probably sounds crazier on paper than it actually is since I did a fair bit or research.
Check out "Style Wars." Really awesome.
Seductivpancakes
Member
Bailed on $100+ bill at a bar cause the waitress kept ignoring our table. That's kind of crazy i guess.
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Deleted member 10571
Unconfirmed Member
Traveling to friggin Australia for a gaf girl, despite never having down before and completely panicking on every single airport. Totally worth it.
CarpeDeezNutz
Member
That sounds brutal.
As for me just shot off guns that would have given me 10 years in prison.
Kingpin Rogers
Member
The only thing I can think of is climbing into my neighbours back garden to get a ball back because I was too afraid to knock on the door and ask. I was about 10 at the time and my heart was pounding!
I don't really recommend any graffiti documentaries but if you want to see the culture check out the YouTube channel Tags and Throws.
Pankratous
Member
Please stop making our cities a worse place to live.
Ray Wonder
Founder of the Wounded Tagless Children
Most of the most crazy things, I guess, are sexual shit. And it's not even that crazy. Like, sex on the side of the road in the car. Or in the bar bathroom. Road head. things like that. All other aspects of my life are boring, and I don't put my body in situations where I'm pretty sure I'm going to get hurt.
One of the craziest things i have endured was probably when i was in the army. We had had to lie down on the road in a line (like this >---|o >---|o >--|o) and then a T-72 tank would drive over us. We also got to sit on top of it when it roamed full speed in the forest. It was over 15 years ago and feels pretty surreal to think afterwards.