Shenanigans!

[Sylpher]

At work today we were talking about all the wild, crazy, stupid stuff we did in high school. I am pretty sure most everyone here has moved on from highschool or even college but if not I am sure you have a story to tell..I will start off.

One night my friends and I were at the ever happening school dance. The night was coming to an end and we had to walk to circle k. Seeing as how we were all still to young to drive, to give our friends mom a call to pick us up. So..Two friends and I headed off ahead of the rest to make the call early so she would show up by the time everyone was there. On they way to Circle K we saw that the Art teachers (Who we will call Bob) light was on in his classroom. Bob was nutorious for being a how you say...dick! So we decieded a little messing with Bob was in order. So we went up to the window and one of my friends started pounding on it. Upon the second hit KASLPAHSGH!!! Window shattered into a hundred pieces!!

So I took off running in one direction and my Two friends headed in the other (Towards Circle K)..I meet up with the rest of the group who was now heading towards circle k in which I was explaing what just happend and around comes to corner comes OFFICER MANCY! After a good 50 million questions and us getting witnesses saying we had just left the dance he let us go and we went home and probobly did some more stupid stuff at my friends house in the middle of nowhere.

I grew up in a small town so I got a hundred more stories of the like..feel free to add yours or not I'll be here all night!

(Note, Don't have to but if you like change names for innocent things and whatever...)

[Grundislav]

This is a pretty lame story because I didn't really do much exciting stuff in high school.  

Anyway one night I was at a party at my friend's house who lived about a block away from an elementary school.  So a bunch of people decided to go out and roam around the neighborhood.  So me and like 5 other people jumped the fence and went running around the school's yard and stuff, which for us being impressionable young kids was exciting.

When we left we saw that some other people had gotten a big rock from somewhere and they put it in the middle of the road.  So this big SUV comes by and everyone is hiding in the shadows and we hear BANG! because the SUV had smashed its underside into the rock.  The guy stopped and got out of the car to see what happened and everyone got scared and ran off.  That was kind of funny.

[remixor]

There's this weird lump in the road near my old high school, so if you have a green light and you're going above about 40mph or so, you get some serious air (I've done it a few times at ~50 because I am an idiot).  One of those surreal, awesome, and funny things I've ever seen though is a guy in one of those little Jeep Wranglers take it going at LEAST 60.  And those cars are pretty damn light.  He bloody flew.  It was inspiring, seeing him coast through the air.  When he landed, he bounced TWICE and destroyed both of his axles, causing the chassis of his car to fall down and rest on the road.  Obviously, the car was utterly unusable.  Miraculously, the guy was utterly unharmed.  He simply pushed the door off of its hinges, got out, and walked away.


Another time, my friends and I had been doing doughnuts in several cars in a vacant dirt lot at about 3am or so (for those unaware, doughnuts are when you get some speed going, yank up the parking break, and yank the steering wheel around violently, causing the car to spin around).  Our cars were absurdly dirty afterwards (I'm talking caked with dirt), so we drove around for a while trying to find a 24-hour carwash or something, but were unsuccessful.  Because (again), we were idiots, we decided to race home back to my one friend's house.  There was literally nobody else on the road besides us, so we were driving at quite unsafe speeds, and we ran a red light at one point (just to be clear, this was a bad idea and I don't condone it).  One of the other guys and I somehow got ahead of the other three guys and ended up going slightly over 100mph on the town's main road.  We got back to his house and wondered what was taking the other guys so long.  We were pretty nervous at that point, so we just hung around in the garage waiting for them with the door open.  About 15 minutes later, one of the other guys drives up, parks his car, and starts walking to the house.  He looks scared out of his mind, and he's just saying "Guys, don't say anything.  Just sit here, and don't say anything" and we can't get anything else out of him.  Next thing we know, we see our other two friends pull up, followed by a squad car with its lights flashing.  Obviously, we all crapped ourselves at this point.  The cop gets out of the car, walks up to us, and starts talking.  I don't even remember what he said anymore; I was too nervous for my brain to even work.  He woke up my friend's dad, who had to come down at 4am to learn that his son and his son's friends had been driving recklessly around town.  I'm still grateful to this day that the cop decided to to write any of us any tickets or citations or anything.  Either he was a friggin saint, or he just didn't want to fill out all that paperwork (there were five of us).  Frankly, I don't even care.  I'm just glad I didn't get my license revoked.


I have plenty more stories, but I don't feel like typing any more at the moment.  I may do so later.

[Trapezoid]

Oh boy, this is gonna be a whole thread of near-Darwin Award worthy experiences, isn't it?

[DGMacphee]

* DGMacphee forwards this thread URL to Officer Mancy. (Boy, won't Mancy be surprised!)

[MillsJROSS]

Okay, there was this one time some friends and I hijacked an SUV and while driving we hit something. So when I got out of the car to check, I saw a bunch of kids running away. Damn crazy kids!

Okay a real story...

In college (unfortunatly, either I did nothing crazy in high school or can't remember it), we were in the dorms. And in the halls a couple of friends and I invented a game called death disk. Which was a lot like frisby only instead of a frisby we played with a pot top we had borrowed from some girl (and yes, she made us buy her a new pot and top once she found out. Some people never let people have fun). So the pot top, from being banged up against the side walls, was incredibly sharp and very dangerous to throw at one another, hence the name, death disk. So eventually one of my friends hits the smoke detector clean off, which makes all the detectors on every floor but ours, go off. So eventually an officer makes his way up to our floor and asks us a few question. After a few lies we were home free. But death disk was put to it's death.

-MillsJROSS

[Las Naranjas]

My adventures at school involving clandestine pub trips, explosives, catapaults, dead animals, fire, trips to hospital on the part of protegés, smashed windows, conveniently placed merecedes and other wanton acts of destruction are still a tad to close (and not covered by any statute of limitations) to air at this point.

However, I will mention my friends (and partners in crime in many of these) who for our recent scavenger hunt themed their team as criminals (and dressed accordingly) we pulled over by half a dozen squad cars and the best part of the city's police force after dozen of reports including "4 men in balaclavas and brandishing shotguns strormed into Charlestown Hoyts Cinemas demanding ticket stubs to Finding Nemo". THe best part of the police found it funny, but a few didn't take it as well.

[Migs]

Once we stole the janitor's truck to go get some lunch.

[Nellie]

So, me and two friends, Paula and Salaudin, are walking through the park, when we pass the new play area.  Inside this is a gang of twenty or so dick-head lads, who start swearing at us as we pass.  We ignore them, keep walking, we're almost past the area, and everything is fine and dandy.

Then Paula, who was not born with a survival instinct, decides she'll say something back.  She turns around and shouts: "Why don't you stick your heads down the toilet where you belong?"

Now, to a bunch of white guys, that insult would just sound silly and not particularly offensive, and this is how Paula intended it.  Unfortunately, this dick-head gang consists entirely of black guys, and Paula has completely and utterly failed to see the racist connotations of what she's just said.

So then they follow us.  Salaudin is really young, and Paula is a girl, so guess who they decide to attack?  The tall, white guy of course!  After getting punched in the face twice, I decided we should make a sharp exit and legged it.

My friends didn't follow.

I'm looking back, wondering what the hell they're doing and whether I should go back despite the fact I'm crapping myself, when Salaudin comes pelting towards me and yells: "Neil!  Run!  They're comiiiiing!!"

And I went wee-wee-wee-wee all the way home.  Salaudin follows, and then Paula finally turns up, with completely nonchalant, 'what's the big deal' body language.

She was probably right, and nothing too terrible would have happened, but damn were we pissed off with her.

[LGM]

One time, at band camp...

[Sylpher]

I knew that joke was coming sooner or later!

I have more stories to share but no time now so I'll edit this later with one. Just wanted to punch LGM.

* Sylpher punches

[Robert Eric]

On the football field in winter, me and group of other Seniors used a snowblower to produce the shape of a penis in the snow.  At night, of coarse...

[Fuzzpilz]

I ate a sandwich that had some garlic on it once.

Now, this was just before biology class - and the biology teacher I had at the time *hated* me. Thus, the reason I ate it was clearly my malicious intent to disturb the class with the HIDEOUS GARLIC STENCH OF DOOM AND GARLIC, and I had to sit outside the door during the lesson. Hooray!

[Trapezoid]

On the football field in winter, me and group of other Seniors used a snowblower to produce the shape of a penis in the snow.  At night, of coarse...

I read "Seniors" and thought "Senior Citizens". It's funnier my way.

[Matt Brown]

one time...at band camp...

ok. band camp story

me and my percussion buddies declared war on the tuba section. We stole his (there was only 1 tuba.) contact soulution, shampoo and toothpaste and froze them. Then, while we was practicing, we stole his bed and threw it down teh stairs

sadly, he got the last laugh, when I returned to my dorm room to discover all my boxers were incased in 4 inches of ice.

[remixor]

we stole his bed and threw it down teh stairs

this made me laugh out loud

[Alexis Vale]

I'm still in high school, thus no stories to tell really. But my dad had quite a bit of fun at school.

My father went to WSU. In the winter he and his evil male friends made snowmen everywhere. They went out in the middle of the night, somehow got on top of a building right above the enterance, and built a snowman there. Of course, they just couldn't resist having a bit more fun, so they go toward the girls' dorms and build snowmen there...right in front of their doors. A nice big snowman that covered the enterance. So, obviously, the girls wake up in the morning to find they can't get out the door because an evil snowman is standing there...or they open the door and walk straight into the snowman.

Then there are the stories of the short-sheeting, jacket sleeve-tying, donut-pocketing stories.

Also, Shenanigans (or however it is spelled) is a dance place my parents go to.

[Sylpher]

Hehe, not bad however I've seen some, I guess you could say, more creative snowmen at the college near my house. Best not to elaborate.

Back in highschool, again before my friends and I were all cool and had cars.... , We rode the bus. I'm not sure how school buses are designed in your neck of the woods but the back of our school bus had a little compartment about Four feet wide and a foot tall (3.25 meters by .25 meters...give or take) That said something like School Bus - ____ District. I forgot what our district name was.

Anyways we were feeling pretty shenaniganious so when we got to one of the stops that was pretty busy with kids getting off (So the driver would be distracted) I stood up, to I dunno..try to obstruct the view of the entire back of the bus, while my friend opened it up and nabbed the sign. Eventually we got to our stop so my friend walked behind me pretty closely with the sign between us and somehow we got off without as much as a strange look from the driver.

Once we made our way round the bus we saw our road was clear and we got away..The other kids on the bus who were in on it as well cheered from the windows as it speed away. Wasn't the perfect crime however. Eventually the bus driver figured out the sign was gone so a police officer went around our neighborhood and one of the other kids ratted us out.

Luckily I got off free because they couldn't prove I did anything wrong..but my friend, who still had the sign, was caught and had to do 50 hours community service plus clean the buses (Which didn't count on his service time).

Moral of the story?

Crime doesn't pay...








...If you get caught.

[Layabout]

Me and my friends used to do this stuff. I was the driver. We went to pizza hut and put traffic cones on the roof.

Then we went to kick some bins over.

We also went through a caravan park. For some reason...

[remixor]

Oh man, speaking of signs...  My friends and I used to go around in my friend's pickup and steal those real estate advertisement signs.  We got them all, from huge big sandwich-board style ones to the little signpost ones saying stuff like "Four Tennis Courts!" and "Quality School System Nearby!"  Then we'd do stuff like put them in our friend's lawns.  The biggest one we ever got was a huge sandwich-board one, and we put it in a McDonald's drive-through (past the point where it could be seen before actually getting pretty far into the drive-through itself) after the McDonald's was closed.  Unfortunately, we didn't have the willpower to get up early enough and watch the wacky hijinx that surely ensued when the restaurant opened the next morning.