The stupidest thing thread

I used to drink tequilla.

In quantity.... :p



When I was a kid, I wanted to have a bullet on a chain to wear around my neck, so I stole a .308 from the ammo cabinet of my buddy's father. I took it home, put the cartridge in a vise, and pulled the bullet out of the casing with a pair of pliers. I poured out the cordite, and realised that I would need a hole for the chain where the primer cap (?) was. So I put the casing back in the vise, held a Phillips screwdriver against the primer, and tapped it with a hammer.

The resulting blast nearly deafened me, and sent a flame about a foot long out of the casing. :eek: If I had set off the full charge while I was pulling the slug out of the casing, I wouldn't be here to tell the tale.

STOOOOOOPUUD!!!

Originally Posted by: Akiraand the f'ing car apark alarm goes off, carpo!![/quote][quote=Akira]I'm thinking "carpo carpo carpo".

what the heck is "carpo?" british swear words? because I'm totally going to say that now!

synonymous with "crap" right?

requesting permission to say it in normal conversation. though I won't take credit for inventing it when people ask me "what the hell did you just say?"

Originally Posted by: AkiraSure, so long as you explain who I am etc, why i'm so great, and how much you'd love to serve under me in real life.

erm... sure :o

Okay I have one. It isn't very interesting but whatever. One time me, my little brother and a friend of mine were driving in Stonewall, and we're going by the big pennetentiary (sp?) and my friend is like "I wonder what that place looks like up close". So we drive on up into the prison grounds, and we're driving out the other side when this pickup with lights flashing come from ahead and pulls us over, and sends us to the front of the prison. He told us not to try getting away but we kind of figured that out for ourselves. So we went to the front and seriously like five guards come out and tell to get out. At first we're like...what? Kind of shocked, we have no idea what's going on. They tell us to get out again, a bit more forcefully and this time we do. They asked us all kinds of questions, getting ID and searching the car for drugs and threatening to charge us for trespassing on federal property and all sorts of stuff. We were still like...what the hell is going on? Apparently there are even signs saying "keep out or you will be in it deep" or whatever but we never saw them. But eventually we got it all sorted out and they pretty much said never come back here or you won't be leaving so early. It was pretty funny, so much so in fact that we burst out laughing before we drove away. Luckily I guess that isn't a crime. It was funny too because after that my friend was scared to drive in anywhere, thinking he would get arrested. This is the guy who does donuts in the school parking lot all night :rolleyes: We got pulled over for that too, they thought we were plotting a break in :confused:

This stuff makes really interesting reading! :cool:

I don't have any "cool-stupid" stories, only "ridiculous-stupid" stories...

When I was fourteen, I was in the Air Force Cadets (yes, feel free to ridicule me for that!). It was my first and only time at the rifle range, and I was freaking out because I was sure that I was going to screw up somehow. Well, despite expectations I got through the first half of the day without doing anything wrong. Then, just as I was beginning to relax, I put my foot in it, big-time.

I'd just finished firing a clip, and I started to go through the safety procedure for the checking of weapons by the range supervisors - all of whom, on that day was senior Air Force officers. As I was hoisting the rifle onto my shoulder for the officer behind me to check the breech, it slipped in my fingers and I dropped it! I fumbled and caught it sideways, and started to lift it back up - and the next thing I knew, the scary two-metre-tall Warrant Officer behind me was screaming "PUT THE WEAPON DOWN!"

I realised that I was holding the rifle so the barrel was pointing sideways along the range, directly at my commanding officer... *gulp*. He was a really nice fellow - I respected him a lot, not least because he was the one who ran my cadet squadron and determined whether I was in or out! He said, "What do you think you're doing, pointing the barrel down the range? Don't you like me?" I was so freaked out, I'd lost control of my speech facilities. What I meant to say to him in reply was, "No that's not it, sir - I just dropped the rifle as I was putting it onto my shoulder! That was incredibly irresponsible of me, I'm so sorry, sir!" What came out was simply the first and last words of that phrase:

SQUADRON LEADER: "...Don't you like me?"
BEN: "No sir."

He was not amused. Not only did I never go shooting again, but I never made it to promotion courses, either.

Along the same lines of acapellas story... dealing with cops and getting of easy...

I live in a small town... about 8,000 people... and us high schoolers have to keep ourselves amused somehow. So a big group of us baseball players decided to have a city wide water gun, grenade, balloon fight... It was puyre chaos... You would be sititng in the drive up at McDonalds and out of no where you would be swarmed by 10 guys that would drench you with a waterfall of various water weapons... but it was fun... it was all fun and games until one night... We were all cruising around town... there were five of us in my car... I was driving. We all had our huge Super Soakers and a bucket full of water balloons... We couldn't find our intended targets because they supposedly were hiding out somewhere getting ready for a huge attack on us... we were planning the same... So to kill some time we were going to drive around and toss some balloons at some innocent bystanders... close friends, but people that weren't playing the "game". So, as we're driving down Main St. I see out of the corner of my eye a group of people parked in a municipal parking lot... So my passengers unleash the fury that was our water balloons upon them... it was a tsudo "drive by"... my best frien lobbed 2 of them the landed directly in a guys GEO Tracker... which had the top off of it... As we turned around and went down a back alley to sneak up on them to get them with the Super Soakers... we noticed the guy wasn't too happy...... and rightfully so... He approaches our car... and the three guys in the back seat all have their guns drawn and ready... he stops about 10 feet from our car yelling various swear words... and then realizes that we all have water guns pointed right at him... he then says "You better put those Super Soakers down... If you spray me with those I'm going to rip your heads off and p*** down your throats!" The five of us are all bigger than this guy... so none of us feel any fear of him whatsoever... He's not a small guys himself... but the four other guys I was with are all Division 1 College athletes now... 2 are football players one is a thrower in track and field... and the other a baseball player with me... so I felt pretty safe... So we're standing there with these guns pointed at him... none of us saying a word... He's still yelling random insults at us... then... out of no where... almost like it was orchestrated... we unleashed one big sychronized stream of water on him! he gets sooooooaked! He gets pretty steamed of course so he runs up to the car... as I peel out he punches my friend through the back window while he's running along side my car... He then grabs my friend and tries to pull him out... The guy he tried to pull out of the back window of my car is about 6' 4" 240 lbs... it's not going to happen... Then the guy realizes that I'm still speading up... so instead of letting go of my friend he grabs onto my friends shirt... At the time I have no clue what's happening I'm just driving as fast as I can... Next thing I know the I'm dragging the guy down the road at about 40 mph... yelling "STOP STOP STOP" so I do.... and he rolls for about 20 feet or so... then he gets up and starts yelling at me like it was my fault that he hung onto a car that was speeding up to 40 mph... So I just take off.... With the thought that he's probably going to call the cops we drive around for quite a awhile... for about an hour or so... we didn't see a single cop car so we figured it would be okay to go back to my friends house... when we pull into his house a cop pulls in right behind us.... and what do you know... it's the one cop that hates everyone.... So we're pretty scared at this point and ready to go to jail... As we get out of the car... with our numerous Super Soakers and side arm mini Super Soakers and our two 5 gallon buckets of water balloons...we look like some kind of small water army.... all dressed in black from a previous covert operation.... he gets out of his car... and we're pretty much in ready to get the cuffs put on us... he asks us what we're doig and tells us that the kid called the cops on us and then said.... "Sounds like you guys sure got him good!! Let's just be more careful... and try not to drag anybody behind your car in the near future" hahaha... he got in his car and left... We all stood outside for about 5 minutes absolutely speechless wondering what just happened... then we got ambushed by 10 guys... and the war continued...

Longest story ever... sorry. haha

That's a cool story. I can't believe that cop let you off.

Originally Posted by: earthman buckThat's a cool story. I can't believe that cop let you off.

seriously! but honestly I don't think you really did anything illegal because the guy held on to your car, it's not like you tied him to it or something. fricken awesome story!

*Shot a cardinal in town for absolutely no reason at all, which is stupid enough right there. Then I got the cops called on me and a couple of conservation officers came to my house. I definitely would take that one back if I had the chance.

*Knocked over a portacrapper and pushed it out in the middle of the road, then later foolishly bragged to my mother about it, who taddled on me to the school and got me in loads of trouble...My mom never defends me if I do something bad, guess I cant blame her. Anyways, it was stupid to do, but it was still funny as butt.

Ive done plenty of small stupid things, but I really havent ever been a hell raiser or done anything ridiculously stupid. Lots of broken windows and dumb things kids do...

The guy told the cops that we HELD him while I drug him down the road... as soon at the cop told us that we were pretty much ready to go to jail... then he said "you 5 look like strapping young men... why didn't you just get out and show him a thing or two?" and we all looked at each other thinking "Is this guy drunk??". So we pretty much got away with wreckless endangerment, battery, littering (water baloons), assault with a vehicle, and a few other things that the cop named off that he could have taken us in on... oh well... We were young. AND STUPID!!