Close call...

wow...last night was fun as hell. me and my roommate went over to the off-campus apartments (off-campus but RA's still run things over there). there's probably about 8 people there, music sort of loud, but not bad.

we're in the middle of an intense game of beer pong when we hear the dreaded knock on the door. everyone that's under 21 (4 people total) take off for the back rooms. 2 of them dive in the bathroom and me and my friend run straight into somebody's bedroom. there's a case of beer sitting right in front of us.

so the kid that lives there opens the door, and sure enough 2 RA's are standing there ready to raise some hell. they find the girls hiding in the bathroom, but don't come into the room we're in. so we chilled there for about 15 minutes and they finally left without finding us.

first close call in college...any body else have any fun stories?

One night during my sophomore year we had a big dorm party and a few of us were standing and talking out in the snow in front of the building. Apparently, some campus police had entered through the back door in an attempt to catch underage drinkers. One of the cops leaned his head out of a second floor stairway window and started yelling at a group of us to stay where we were, he was coming down (to arrest us, presumably). We are all underage- we all have beers in our hands. I'm thinking "Oh...shit", when I suddenly see a rapid movement to my right (where my roommate and his brother are standing). Next thing I know SLAM! a huge snowball literally explodes in the cop's face- a PERFECT direct hit that he couldn't see coming out of the dark (and standing in the lighted hallway). Now I'm thinking "OH SHIT!!!" His face goes from angry to "I'm going to fucking kill you all" angry. So at this point I've never been in trouble with the cops...but everyone scatters, and I do too. No way in holy hell I'm taking the rap for THAT. So we all just bolt in different directions out into the woods, toward campus, into the parking lots. I hide under a fucking truck in slush and snow freezing my ass off while cruisers just descend on the entire dorm. After a half hour they leave and for the next hour and a half we all start stumbling back from our various hiding spots. It was only funny because they didn't catch ANYONE- despite the obvious scatter tracks in the snow. I could've killed my roommate for that one, but we were all laughing too hard...
Our dorm was their favorite target after that, though...

o shit...that would have been a great tape

Me. My friend. Top floor. Firecrackers. People walking below.


You figure it out.

snowball story

LOL

Man, I love this country. I'm only 20, but been drinking legally for two years :thumbsup:

Never really got into too much shit when I was underage, so I don't have any interesting stories. :dunno:

i love visiting ukraine because.....in ukraine, their is no drinking age :biggrin: :sunglasses:

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Well that about tops it. Nice story! :lol2:

Ok heres mine, One day me and a bunch of friends were driving home from a paintball tournament and we realized that we were about to drive right by the house of a girlfriend who had cheated on me. All we did was look at the paintball gear and smiled, so just before we get there we pull over and cover the linsence plate with duct tape and get all the gear ready. We go for it, we pull up to the house and 6 people open up, after about 30 seconds and roughly 1200rds of ammo we speed away. We pull over and put the gear away then about a minute of driving back home we see this cop behind up and we're all thinking oh shit did we take the tape off the licence plate, did someone see us and shit like that. Well the cop pulls us over and we're thinking shit busted! the dumbass cop pulled us over for a burnt out tail light. We got away scot free! :lol2: :rofl:

burnt out taillight.

GENIUS.

meh, the craziest thing I did was sneak into a metallica concert in Spain :p

Hm.. the craziest thing I have ever done. Well this isnt exactly a college thing.. but me and my friend did get into MAJOR trouble.

Well.. one night.. while his parents were out of the town, and his parents left him the truck keys.. we decided to take his dad's truck out. It was about 11 o'clock at night. (remember were both only 15!!) well.. we were out driving around, acting cool because were driving.. doing about 120 on highways and doing all types of crazy stuff. (would use different words but i dont know if were aloud to swear..) Anyway.. it was about 4 o'clock in the morning and were doing about 95 down this old back road.. which we have never been on before. Suddenly there is a major turn and he handles it good but the turn kept going and then the truck went sideways and then completely spun around, went down over the side, tumbled a few times and smashed into some tree's. Luckly were were inches away from a 10 foor drop, :22yikes:

if those trees werent there then we would be dead. It's kind of a sad-yet-funny story..

But I still dont know what was scarier.. the totally the truck.. or walking home about 12 miles.. thinking about what to do.. and then end up having to face his parents..

Haven't really been in trouble with the law except running from a police cruiser. Note I did not actually hide from him... I out ran the fool offroading in my chevelle. No cop is going to go 60mph through grape vines and dried up creek beds just to get you. :lol2:

Try losing a cop within 30 seconds!!! My personal best. :icon16:

I dunno! remember that video clip of the cop trying to chase the dirt bike, and then he almost got hit by a freakin' train when he got a flat tire? yeah some cops will chase you anywhere :loser:

^^But he still got away... ;)

I don't have any interesting stories. :dunno:

I don't know Toksin...you could modify your "flaming fat pissing sausage" story to involve a more significant quantity of alcohol, some stolen property (the sausage?), perhaps a police chase (cop wants that damn sausage) and we have an absolute classic. :biggrin: Maybe Pickle could be the getaway driver and Rhys the trigger man...

oh man funny stories i got soo many of them. . .

ok this first one started when i was a sophmore in high school and ended about my senior year. I ran Track and cross country and their was always a ton of hazing in that sport cause most of the time we were un supervised. Anways this junior one day kept throwing sticks and rocks and at me during track practice. Not big ones just small ones that annoyed the hell out of me. Anways i finally had enough so i picked up a handful of small pebbles a whipped them all at him at once. Well one of them hit the stupid kids glasses and made a tiny chip in them. So he was like i have to pay to fix them. Of course i told him to fuck off and that he got what he deserved. Anways about a week later my blackout headlight covers get stolen in the school parking lot. So i figued it was him but couldnt prove it, well the last day of the year me and about 4 of my buddies are driving around in my car egging students (thats what everyone did on the last day was a blast). So i see the kid who stole my blackouts playing basketball and im like ok guys were nailing this bitch. So we all get out and egg the crap out of him. Funniest damn thing ever, he gets really mad but cant do anything. So we drive and were like that was really fun, lets do it again. This time were just gonna do a drive by and all through eggs as we fly by. He sees me coming and gets ready to throw his basketball at my car, he winds up throws the ball as hard as he can at my car, but it just flies into an open window!!! LOL so he keep the basketball and drive off. Well later that summer my car and house starts getting egged about 1-2times a week. So one day i go and sit infront of my house with my paintball gun in my car just waiting for the bitch to come by. Sure enough their he is, but he must have seen me cause he didnt throw any eggs, but he lives no where near me and theirs no reason for him to be in front of my house. So the next night i take my paintball gun over to his house and just unload about 500 rounds all over his house and cars. A nice yellow paint. Well after that my house never got egged again. . .hmm.

Or this one time, while driving around egging, i think it was last day of school my junior year. Same story me and 4 of my buddies in my car egging like crazy. so we see this group of about 6 middle school kids walking and were like oh joy! So we do a drive by and end up hitting on the girls in the leg. We all laughing so we go and do it again, this time we hit the same girl but now in the face. Now were just rolling with laughter (i know im an asshole), so we go by a third time and HIT THE SAME DAMN GIRL. So were just crying cause were laughing so hard. Anways im on a 2 lane road with a center turn lane. Im in the turn lane waiting at a red light to make a left hand turn. Anways i see a cop drive by heading in the opposite direction towards the kids we just egged. Im like ohh shit. So i see the kids flag down the cop and point at my car. . .sure enough the cop turns on his lights and looks like hes gonna make a U turn. So i blew the red light and made my turn, raced through some residential areas and hid and a buddies house for like 2 hours. Cops never found me.

i got lots more. . .but am to lazy to type them all out, and yes i know im an asshole. . .

If you tie a matress to the back of a car for the purpose of road surfing and drive it without anyone weighing down the matress, the matress will become airborne like a kite and periodically dive to destroy mailboxes and garbage cans on garbage day, sending garbage all over someones lawn and resulting in a high speed chase between a 323 with a matress tied to the back and a late 90's Camaro. Just a warning.

If you tie a matress to the back of a car for the purpose of road surfing and drive it without anyone weighing down the matress, the matress will become airborne like a kite and periodically dive to destroy mailboxes and garbage cans on garbage day, sending garbage all over someones lawn and resulting in a high speed chase between a 323 with a matress tied to the back and a late 90's Camaro. Just a warning.

How would the matress get airborn? And if the road grinds down it to the metal, wouldn't all the sparks set the matress on fire??

The matress will fly like a kite...try it. And no, the matress does not catch on fire.

The matress will fly like a kite...try it. And no, the matress does not catch on fire.

But the Camaro might....