Random acts of senseless violence...

I know some of you out there have got to know exactly what I mean.

When shit just starts to bother you, you have to just break something.

Let us know some of your (even if slightly illegal) escapades of some serious stress relief.

I'll go first...

My friend was moving out of his apartment and into a new one. He had a TV.. old as hell.. no remote, big wooden framework, the works etc. He wasnt going to use it anymore, and no chance of selling it. He had an old pee wee aluminum bat sitting around too. What else to do but smash it?

So we did. We loaded it up into his truck and drove out into the middle of nowhere. We unlatched the trailer and took off, making the TV slide out of the back and onto the pavement. We hopped out of the back and proceeded to smash it (and an old microwave) into oblivion. Satisfied, we left.

We started driving around town... one stop happened to be his old trailer park. We see an old tv (similar to the one we just smashed) sitting outside a trailer.. waiting for the garbage men to come get it the next morning. Still pumped up from the last gig we hopped out and loaded that one into his truck too, and dashed off to find somewhere else remote.

We found it. Similar shit, we let it slide out of the back and we smashed it up, no big special story here.

I was getting hungry, so we drove out to Krystals taking the back roads. On the side of the road, we saw a couch... ideas went off in our head but there was a prostitute and some guy picking her up there too.. so we went to krystals and I got my food and ate.

Afterwards we went back and picked up the couch and loaded it in the back.

"so what now?" he asks.

"head to the uni parking structure"

So we did. We drove all the way to the top, trying our damndest to sling it out of the back, but nothing doing. We get to the exit and I tell him to stop.

I run out and to the back, tear the couch off the back and sling it down in front of the exit. My buddy hits it a couple of times with the bat and we get out of there.

Next day, the bat is totally fucked with dents, scratches, and is bent to one side.

Good times.

How about you?

wow that's some "Office Space" anger right there. awesome.

all of my stress relief escapades involve smoking and driving up a mountain. driving is pretty relaxing for me.

actually i was pretty pissed the other day and threw my purse on the ground. HARD. i broke my digital camera, my jimmy eat world cd, my mascara, and some lip stuff. thats like $150 worth of damage!!! i think i can fix my camera (how can i screw it up any more? it's already broken!) and i can burn a copy of the cd, and i feel like such a girly girl for having mascara and lip stuff in my purse. I HAVE A PURSE!!! why do girls subject themselves to burdens like purses? purses, pregnancy, and BOOBS!!! i love mine to death but damn it theyre aggravating sometimes (boobs, i mean. i guess that goes for purses, too).

i guess that counts as an escapade.

I've experienced a ton of anger and shit in my (past) life, but I never really broke a whole lot of things in spite. The only damage I can see is where I busted the outer layer of my closet door (I kind of like punched 1/2 way through the door - it's shitty like OSB-filled or something). I see it everytime I sit at my desk. Other then that though, I don't think I've broke too many things, at least that I can remember. I've always had pretty good self control I guess.

Our next door neighbors were moving out and one of them gave me her love seat. So we took my old loveseat that our OTHER next door neighbors had given to us, drug it outside, then I crawled to the top of our roof and chucked empty full-size kegs at it. Then we took turns beating it with a bat, then drug it in the middle of the street and lit it on fire. The fire dept. came and my roommate that lit it got a warning. :p

Uum... we've got some hilarious footage of us tipping over portapotties. Two shots of me hitting them with my old Jeep. We've got a clip of us sticking a HUGE cherry bomb in this assholes mailbox. Didn't know how big the explosion would actually BE... Then it blew up. That's the little kinda childish "hey we're drunk let's go fuck shit up stuff" Then bashing car windows (which pok-marks the HELL out of an aluminum bat), set some guy's clothes and stuff on fire, smashed windows, chainsawed some dood's front door, started a stampede, hit a cow, slapped a dude walking down the street with a ramen packet, hit a biker with a stick (we were aiming at his spokes and missed. bikers are really arrogant bastards around here) ran down a GIANT plsatic golf ball with a bigass pickup truck (the post is in here somewhere, a few weeks back...) took a hatchet to a no camping sign, lit the field directly behind the no camping sign on fire (SO not my fault. I was throwing that combustable fuel on the sticks and there was a TINY flame that I didn't see under a stick and it traveled all the way into the can and when I threw the can it spilled flaming combustable fuel EVERYWHERE) smashed a guy's power meter, and my roommates (i had no involvement with this: it was all my roommates. I was getting laid. I'll post the story soon) all watched porn and took turns going into the bathroom and dicking themselves all over one roommate's pillow. then pissed in his bed. Kid DEFINATELY deserved it. Lit a pool on fire while drunk in our old apartment, then got kicked out of said apartment after one roommate/best friend shot a bird with a BB gun and some dumbass concerned neighbor called the cops and the landlord. Put catnip in some kid that was slumming at that apartment. Put it in his shirt pocket, in his hair, and in his pockets while he slept, then let roommate's cat out of the bedroom he was locked in. Just a few days ago we took my old rolling office chair, wheeled it to the top of the hill we live on (it's not a terribly steep hill, but it'll do) and they shoved me down it really hard. I ran into the back of one of our neighbor's cars cuz i was facing backwards and couldn't have turned if I wanetd to and smashed it. Got a pic of it on disposable cam. I didn't tell him it was me. :uhoh: If I can remember any more, I'll pipe up again. We've either got pictures or videos of most of this.

I was really drunk (duh) and got back from the ucla and wazzu football game. and we lost and we were supposed to trash them. me and the roomie got violent.

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that was a 5 level shelf. we also threw the coffee table out the window and lit some stuff on fire. bad night.

Nice stories! keep it up!

I forgot to mention that we took a drive out into the rich suburbs that still were under construction.. tipped over one port-a-potty... and came to another.

Me and my friend have a rule about doing this stuff though, we only trash trash or company property. There's a stigma about personal property and we don't go there.

I pushed and pushed and pushed, it would not fall completely over. It stood there at about a 60degree angle, comfortably. It looked awesome.

Not much violent stuff here. I'm pretty good sized so when I get mad/stupid I tend to brake shit. I try not to get mad because I hate having to replace the shit I brake. I was working on a car once trying to change the plugs and the ratchet slipped. I hammered my knuckels into the manifold when it broke, got pissed, threw the ratchet at the wall which sent it back into my window. I got really pissed then and commenced to beat my car with a splitting maul. I knocked off my driver side mirror, the antanae, and my driver side front fender. :nono:

My VCR stopped working...so I un-loaded a few 12 gage rounds into it.

My Tech Ed teacher was an asshole to my friends and me so...when we had to clean out the garage for him we put impossible passwords on all his computers, threw computer mice up on the roof, spray painted Mr. $@&*#^% sucks $&#@ in certain areas of the classroom, dropped computer monitors on their screens cracking them while transporting them to the school storage, spray painted the insides of the CPU's, played frisbe with his music and computer CD's, got in the roof and dropped basketballs down into all the boxes of fragile stuff, and pretty destructive stuff like that.

This old bag in Wal-Mart really pissed me off so I put condoms, KY Jelley, and other adult items in her basket without her knowing it.

These people pissed me off on the 4th of July and...do I really need to tell you?

Mainly, when I'm mad I go driving and lay a few patches of rubber down.

Angry? Nothing clears up rage like trying to run uphill.

Angry? Nothing clears up rage like trying to run uphill.

That is some damn funny shit :icon16: :grinno: - i'm gonna have to remember that next time i get pissed

My parents are pretty country-fied people, so naturally we have an arsenal in my house. Not to mention the fact that I live in the middle of nowhere, no neighbors for a mile.

Whenever I get stressed, I just go and shoot things. Cans, bottles, things like that. I know I look girly, but I can unload some rounds like you wouldn't believe. It's cheaper than breaking things.

that's awesome nicole. Are you a good shot?

Anyways my little sister locked me out of my room and was using my computer(a fatal mistake) so my temper finally went and i busted my door clean in half. Not very fun because i had to buy a new door and the sheet rock and do all the work my self.

I always just used to hit brick walls when i got pissed. My friends always new when i had had a bad day because my knuckles were all fucked up

Whenever I get stressed, I just go and shoot things. Cans, bottles, things like that. I know I look girly, but I can unload some rounds like you wouldn't believe. It's cheaper than breaking things.

What can I say Nicole? I really like girls of your...caliber.

Anyway, would you care to put that to the test by having a shoot out with me? No killing or anything like that, we'd just shoot valuable property.

when my best friend and i get really mad, it gets scary. i have boderline personality disorder and my friend is just nuts. Her sister called her a bitch so she keyed her sisters car. Nothing to big, just enough to make her point, it's a shitty VL anyway. But the worst thing we have ever done together was throw an old TV cabinet off the back of my verandah. My parents had asked me to take it down stairs, get a friend over to help etc, so they could sell it. Well i got sick of it being there and in a fit of fury asked my friend to help me. Alot of stuff went over the verandah that day. I now live out of home. Ha Ha.

I have a cousin that is violently bipolar. Chirstmas is FUN!!!

I remember my self ripping a door of its hinges. The wood where the screws held the door was stripped bare. Door was beyond repair. Amazingly, I didn't even get suspended or even a detention, just a word from my homeroom teacher. No charges were filed. And guess what lit my fuse? My pencil ran out of 0.5 mm lead while I was trying to do homework for the next class. Pretty funny, now that I think about it.

He had a TV.. old as hell.. What else to do but smash it?

We hopped out of the back and proceeded to smash it (and an old microwave) into oblivion.

We see an old tv (similar to the one we just smashed) ...we let it slide out of the back and we smashed it up, no big special story here.

we saw a couch... and picked up the couch... tear the couch off the back and sling it down in front of the exit. My buddy hits it a couple of times with the bat and we get out of there.

Next day, the bat is totally fucked with dents, scratches, and is bent to one side.

and so, this is when Mediocrity first learn that his future job was to be in demolition/garbage pick.

:lol:

Speaking of "Office Space", I finally rented the movie and say it, I like dit.
Whenever I get stressed, I just go and shoot things. Cans, bottles, things like that. I know I look girly, but I can unload some rounds like you wouldn't believe. Note to self: never appear at Nicols house unannounced. :eek:

TS out (signing these folks up for anger management classes)

I know I look girly, but I can unload some rounds like you wouldn't believe.

:confused: I thought you were a girl, maybe I was wrong?

Hmm, I remember completly destroying A mustang model I was working on for like 4 weeks, straight..Punched it, threw it across room. Kicked my cat because it ruined one of my favorite models. Yep, sonnovabitch cat knocked it off a 10' feet tall cabinet/shelf. I put a smily face in my brothers door with a foot long flat head screw driver. That was fun though, and he was getting a new door anyway, so we beat the shit out've it lol. Oh, a while back, my friends brother was going into the Army, so we took his '80 something Chevy Nova out on one of the biggest off-road/atv parks around. Yep, 45 MPH over 3' tall woops. Took it through water most trucks couldn't. Ofcourse, that was with a 50mph head start. Ended up loosing all 5 gears and reverse. So we called his dad, and hooked up some tow straps. Mile and a half later, it was home. Yep, we tipped it too. Lol, so awesome.

sounds like a lot of fun

My parents are pretty country-fied people, so naturally we have an arsenal in my house. Not to mention the fact that I live in the middle of nowhere, no neighbors for a mile.

Whenever I get stressed, I just go and shoot things. Cans, bottles, things like that. I know I look girly, but I can unload some rounds like you wouldn't believe. It's cheaper than breaking things.

come to the navy with me :)















j/k. no, don't :tongue: