What's the grimiest thing you've ever done?

[ucasta]

Originally Posted by TCERDA

Originally Posted by ErvinSB91

Originally Posted by cgutta

Originally Posted by WhatsLosinLike

Originally Posted by TCERDA


UTSA dorms - 2002-2003 school year - to make a long story longer.... here goes

So me and my boy since elementary school were roomates in college. Not being conceited but we were the %*!% and our clique of about 8 people from SA, Dallas, and Houston rolled tough together. We were all hoopers... (not that this matters) but some certain individuals looked up to us. This leads me to our dear friend "Kenneth". So we meet this short brothu named "Kenneth". We learned over the year he was in a special program and suffered from depression, Asthma and had a bi-polar disorder. We kept it cool with Kenneth cuz he lived a couple of doors down from us. When he was on his meds, he was pretty normal but when his parents wouldnt ship his meds on time, he would spazz out and go off on the entire dormatory.

(This got pretty old and frustrated us).

 So being 18 years old, we all decided it was time to get even.

This came the same time "Kenneth" decided to throw his Asthma machine, and Bi-Polar meds away because the UTSA ROTC program denied his entry due to his Bi-Polar and Asthma conditions. (Yes he thought trashing his Meds and Asthma machine would ensure his entry)

***Picture a short black dude making angry noises and throwing his stuff out his dormroom window***

We hear this mayhem and go and witness his panic attack. Thats how we got the story of him not gettin in the ROTC program. Anywho, earlier in the year, he confided in us about this huge crush he had on a female that lived in our dorms. This chick worked at a burger joint about a mile away. Oh yea! "Kenneth" used to work their too prior to him going crazy a few months before. Now back to us gettin even. Ok, so sometime durin December of 2002,   we told "Kenneth" his crush felt the same way about him and he still had one pay check he never picked up when he quit. (we knew he was gonna fall for it because he's a month in without any medication and has basically lost his mind) So we call his room and told him she called us and wanted him to go over his old job to holla at her and pick up his check from 3 months before. Ten seconds after he hangs up the phone, we see a figure sprint across our room down the hall and Lord and behold, its "Kenneth". We arer literally rollin...So we dont see him for about a week after this. We forgot about our prank and his parents show up and are looking for any people he hung out with. Finally his parents knock on our door and asked us if we ever talked with him cuz he was arrested for trespassing demanding his paycheck and threatening his crush for not liking him. Since his parents lived in Kansas and he had no other family, He was sent to a mental institution. ok so now we're scared. About a month later "Kenneth shows up about 40 lbs heavier and sweating. He escaped from the Crazy house and wanted us to hide him. So we call the cops and they come to scoop him. Last I heard. He was on total lockdown and still resides in the State Hospital. We basically ruined somebody's life

  By far the grimiest thing Ive ever done.

SON.

, my man gonna come back and go all jason on you ninjas

you sent him there and snitched to the cops on him? he gonna break out and murk yall one by one 

thats F***** up though, hope it was worth it

. you didnt really explain why you where getting even with him, bc you where tired of him spazzing out all the time?

Yea pretty much man. He would always blame us for himself being late to class. He would tell us that since we were his friends, we should give him wake-up calls and dude would yell at us.

  OH YEA! One more grimey thing I did to this dude..... He would sale these Commercial/Expensive knives to make extra coin. (Im talkin knives that cost about 2 grand for a knife set.)

   When the cops came to scoop him up, I accidently took all his knife sets a couple of days later when I realized he wouldnt be coming back. 

  Kept a set for myself and gave a couple of sets away as gifts. Still use those awesome knives till this day.

T - I am no longer your friend.

 

[sdotrusherz]

A lot of fraud stories in here.

 

[sdotrusherz]

A lot of fraud stories in here.

 

[tcerda]

Originally Posted by ucasta

Originally Posted by TCERDA

Originally Posted by ErvinSB91

Originally Posted by cgutta

Originally Posted by WhatsLosinLike

Originally Posted by TCERDA


UTSA dorms - 2002-2003 school year - to make a long story longer.... here goes

So me and my boy since elementary school were roomates in college. Not being conceited but we were the %*!% and our clique of about 8 people from SA, Dallas, and Houston rolled tough together. We were all hoopers... (not that this matters) but some certain individuals looked up to us. This leads me to our dear friend "Kenneth". So we meet this short brothu named "Kenneth". We learned over the year he was in a special program and suffered from depression, Asthma and had a bi-polar disorder. We kept it cool with Kenneth cuz he lived a couple of doors down from us. When he was on his meds, he was pretty normal but when his parents wouldnt ship his meds on time, he would spazz out and go off on the entire dormatory.

(This got pretty old and frustrated us).

 So being 18 years old, we all decided it was time to get even.

This came the same time "Kenneth" decided to throw his Asthma machine, and Bi-Polar meds away because the UTSA ROTC program denied his entry due to his Bi-Polar and Asthma conditions. (Yes he thought trashing his Meds and Asthma machine would ensure his entry)

***Picture a short black dude making angry noises and throwing his stuff out his dormroom window***

We hear this mayhem and go and witness his panic attack. Thats how we got the story of him not gettin in the ROTC program. Anywho, earlier in the year, he confided in us about this huge crush he had on a female that lived in our dorms. This chick worked at a burger joint about a mile away. Oh yea! "Kenneth" used to work their too prior to him going crazy a few months before. Now back to us gettin even. Ok, so sometime durin December of 2002,   we told "Kenneth" his crush felt the same way about him and he still had one pay check he never picked up when he quit. (we knew he was gonna fall for it because he's a month in without any medication and has basically lost his mind) So we call his room and told him she called us and wanted him to go over his old job to holla at her and pick up his check from 3 months before. Ten seconds after he hangs up the phone, we see a figure sprint across our room down the hall and Lord and behold, its "Kenneth". We arer literally rollin...So we dont see him for about a week after this. We forgot about our prank and his parents show up and are looking for any people he hung out with. Finally his parents knock on our door and asked us if we ever talked with him cuz he was arrested for trespassing demanding his paycheck and threatening his crush for not liking him. Since his parents lived in Kansas and he had no other family, He was sent to a mental institution. ok so now we're scared. About a month later "Kenneth shows up about 40 lbs heavier and sweating. He escaped from the Crazy house and wanted us to hide him. So we call the cops and they come to scoop him. Last I heard. He was on total lockdown and still resides in the State Hospital. We basically ruined somebody's life

  By far the grimiest thing Ive ever done.

SON.

, my man gonna come back and go all jason on you ninjas

you sent him there and snitched to the cops on him? he gonna break out and murk yall one by one 

thats F***** up though, hope it was worth it

. you didnt really explain why you where getting even with him, bc you where tired of him spazzing out all the time?

Yea pretty much man. He would always blame us for himself being late to class. He would tell us that since we were his friends, we should give him wake-up calls and dude would yell at us.

  OH YEA! One more grimey thing I did to this dude..... He would sale these Commercial/Expensive knives to make extra coin. (Im talkin knives that cost about 2 grand for a knife set.)

   When the cops came to scoop him up, I accidently took all his knife sets a couple of days later when I realized he wouldnt be coming back. 

  Kept a set for myself and gave a couple of sets away as gifts. Still use those awesome knives till this day.

T - I am no longer your friend.

  

 

[tcerda]

Originally Posted by ucasta

Originally Posted by TCERDA

Originally Posted by ErvinSB91

Originally Posted by cgutta

Originally Posted by WhatsLosinLike

Originally Posted by TCERDA


UTSA dorms - 2002-2003 school year - to make a long story longer.... here goes

So me and my boy since elementary school were roomates in college. Not being conceited but we were the %*!% and our clique of about 8 people from SA, Dallas, and Houston rolled tough together. We were all hoopers... (not that this matters) but some certain individuals looked up to us. This leads me to our dear friend "Kenneth". So we meet this short brothu named "Kenneth". We learned over the year he was in a special program and suffered from depression, Asthma and had a bi-polar disorder. We kept it cool with Kenneth cuz he lived a couple of doors down from us. When he was on his meds, he was pretty normal but when his parents wouldnt ship his meds on time, he would spazz out and go off on the entire dormatory.

(This got pretty old and frustrated us).

 So being 18 years old, we all decided it was time to get even.

This came the same time "Kenneth" decided to throw his Asthma machine, and Bi-Polar meds away because the UTSA ROTC program denied his entry due to his Bi-Polar and Asthma conditions. (Yes he thought trashing his Meds and Asthma machine would ensure his entry)

***Picture a short black dude making angry noises and throwing his stuff out his dormroom window***

We hear this mayhem and go and witness his panic attack. Thats how we got the story of him not gettin in the ROTC program. Anywho, earlier in the year, he confided in us about this huge crush he had on a female that lived in our dorms. This chick worked at a burger joint about a mile away. Oh yea! "Kenneth" used to work their too prior to him going crazy a few months before. Now back to us gettin even. Ok, so sometime durin December of 2002,   we told "Kenneth" his crush felt the same way about him and he still had one pay check he never picked up when he quit. (we knew he was gonna fall for it because he's a month in without any medication and has basically lost his mind) So we call his room and told him she called us and wanted him to go over his old job to holla at her and pick up his check from 3 months before. Ten seconds after he hangs up the phone, we see a figure sprint across our room down the hall and Lord and behold, its "Kenneth". We arer literally rollin...So we dont see him for about a week after this. We forgot about our prank and his parents show up and are looking for any people he hung out with. Finally his parents knock on our door and asked us if we ever talked with him cuz he was arrested for trespassing demanding his paycheck and threatening his crush for not liking him. Since his parents lived in Kansas and he had no other family, He was sent to a mental institution. ok so now we're scared. About a month later "Kenneth shows up about 40 lbs heavier and sweating. He escaped from the Crazy house and wanted us to hide him. So we call the cops and they come to scoop him. Last I heard. He was on total lockdown and still resides in the State Hospital. We basically ruined somebody's life

  By far the grimiest thing Ive ever done.

SON.

, my man gonna come back and go all jason on you ninjas

you sent him there and snitched to the cops on him? he gonna break out and murk yall one by one 

thats F***** up though, hope it was worth it

. you didnt really explain why you where getting even with him, bc you where tired of him spazzing out all the time?

Yea pretty much man. He would always blame us for himself being late to class. He would tell us that since we were his friends, we should give him wake-up calls and dude would yell at us.

  OH YEA! One more grimey thing I did to this dude..... He would sale these Commercial/Expensive knives to make extra coin. (Im talkin knives that cost about 2 grand for a knife set.)

   When the cops came to scoop him up, I accidently took all his knife sets a couple of days later when I realized he wouldnt be coming back. 

  Kept a set for myself and gave a couple of sets away as gifts. Still use those awesome knives till this day.

T - I am no longer your friend.

  

 

[bulletproofwallets]

this was about 3 years ago in february.  my foster parents left town and i got to stay home by myself for the first time. the only responsibility i had was to keep the house clean, put their dog outside walk him and bring him inside at night (one of those weiner dogs). i basically did whatever i wanted, mostly

and drank w/ some of my boys and once or twice w. my girl if i felt like seeing her.  well about their third day into being home, there was going to be a snow storm here. at the time because the dog barked so damn much i'd been keeping him outside day and night and threw some water out there like once or twice a day. the night before the storm i had my girl over, before she left suggested i should bring the dog inside because the snow was already started to fall (about 2 inches so far) and she heard him howling. meanwhile i hadn't fed him in at least a day and a half,  i said **** it and left him out there (i was worn out from the smashing and greenery, along with the fact that it was soo warm in my foster parents room

) i ended up falling asleep w/ the dog outside in the blizzard while having not eaten in about a day. woke up at 12 pm the next day and decided to bring him inside. shoveled my way to the dog house who's roof had collapsed from the snow (it was a cheaply built one. inside i see fido

lying in the play dead stance, eyes frozen open. at that moment you could say a brick was immediately !%%@. He was without a doubt dead, i ended carrying him inside throwing him under a ton of blankets to warm up then put him in a shadowed corner of the room. called and told my parents i found him like this when i woke up. felt kinda bad since they had him longer than i'd been around and comforted my foster-mom she said it was her first pet and some b.s i was

but had on the 

 face, but i didnt catch any flack although i think they suspected something was up. i remember being kinda happy i didnt have to walk him anymore. overall it was a L/W situation

. i was always more partial to fish anyway. 

 

[bulletproofwallets]

this was about 3 years ago in february.  my foster parents left town and i got to stay home by myself for the first time. the only responsibility i had was to keep the house clean, put their dog outside walk him and bring him inside at night (one of those weiner dogs). i basically did whatever i wanted, mostly

and drank w/ some of my boys and once or twice w. my girl if i felt like seeing her.  well about their third day into being home, there was going to be a snow storm here. at the time because the dog barked so damn much i'd been keeping him outside day and night and threw some water out there like once or twice a day. the night before the storm i had my girl over, before she left suggested i should bring the dog inside because the snow was already started to fall (about 2 inches so far) and she heard him howling. meanwhile i hadn't fed him in at least a day and a half,  i said **** it and left him out there (i was worn out from the smashing and greenery, along with the fact that it was soo warm in my foster parents room

) i ended up falling asleep w/ the dog outside in the blizzard while having not eaten in about a day. woke up at 12 pm the next day and decided to bring him inside. shoveled my way to the dog house who's roof had collapsed from the snow (it was a cheaply built one. inside i see fido

lying in the play dead stance, eyes frozen open. at that moment you could say a brick was immediately !%%@. He was without a doubt dead, i ended carrying him inside throwing him under a ton of blankets to warm up then put him in a shadowed corner of the room. called and told my parents i found him like this when i woke up. felt kinda bad since they had him longer than i'd been around and comforted my foster-mom she said it was her first pet and some b.s i was

but had on the 

 face, but i didnt catch any flack although i think they suspected something was up. i remember being kinda happy i didnt have to walk him anymore. overall it was a L/W situation

. i was always more partial to fish anyway. 

 

[dmv is rnb]

Originally Posted by Dmvbatman

Sociopath- a person, as a psychopathic personality, whose behavior is antisocial and who lacks a sense of moral responsibility or social conscience.

http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/sociopath

half these N's gotta be.  ain't no other explanation

 

[dmv is rnb]

Originally Posted by Dmvbatman

Sociopath- a person, as a psychopathic personality, whose behavior is antisocial and who lacks a sense of moral responsibility or social conscience.

http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/sociopath

half these N's gotta be.  ain't no other explanation

 

[bwood056]

Originally Posted by bulletproofwallets

this was about 3 years ago in february.  my foster parents left town and i got to stay home by myself for the first time. the only responsibility i had was to keep the house clean, put their dog outside walk him and bring him inside at night (one of those weiner dogs). i basically did whatever i wanted, mostly

and drank w/ some of my boys and once or twice w. my girl if i felt like seeing her.  well about their third day into being home, there was going to be a snow storm here. at the time because the dog barked so damn much i'd been keeping him outside day and night and threw some water out there like once or twice a day. the night before the storm i had my girl over, before she left suggested i should bring the dog inside because the snow was already started to fall (about 2 inches so far) and she heard him howling. meanwhile i hadn't fed him in at least a day and a half,  i said **** it and left him out there (i was worn out from the smashing and greenery, along with the fact that it was soo warm in my foster parents room

) i ended up falling asleep w/ the dog outside in the blizzard while having not eaten in about a day. woke up at 12 pm the next day and decided to bring him inside. shoveled my way to the dog house who's roof had collapsed from the snow (it was a cheaply built one. inside i see fido

lying in the play dead stance, eyes frozen open. at that moment you could say a brick was immediately !%%@. He was without a doubt dead, i ended carrying him inside throwing him under a ton of blankets to warm up then put him in a shadowed corner of the room. called and told my parents i found him like this when i woke up. felt kinda bad since they had him longer than i'd been around and comforted my foster-mom she said it was her first pet and some b.s i was

but had on the 

 face, but i didnt catch any flack although i think they suspected something was up. i remember being kinda happy i didnt have to walk him anymore. overall it was a L/W situation

. i was always more partial to fish anyway. 

 

[bwood056]

Originally Posted by bulletproofwallets

this was about 3 years ago in february.  my foster parents left town and i got to stay home by myself for the first time. the only responsibility i had was to keep the house clean, put their dog outside walk him and bring him inside at night (one of those weiner dogs). i basically did whatever i wanted, mostly

and drank w/ some of my boys and once or twice w. my girl if i felt like seeing her.  well about their third day into being home, there was going to be a snow storm here. at the time because the dog barked so damn much i'd been keeping him outside day and night and threw some water out there like once or twice a day. the night before the storm i had my girl over, before she left suggested i should bring the dog inside because the snow was already started to fall (about 2 inches so far) and she heard him howling. meanwhile i hadn't fed him in at least a day and a half,  i said **** it and left him out there (i was worn out from the smashing and greenery, along with the fact that it was soo warm in my foster parents room

) i ended up falling asleep w/ the dog outside in the blizzard while having not eaten in about a day. woke up at 12 pm the next day and decided to bring him inside. shoveled my way to the dog house who's roof had collapsed from the snow (it was a cheaply built one. inside i see fido

lying in the play dead stance, eyes frozen open. at that moment you could say a brick was immediately !%%@. He was without a doubt dead, i ended carrying him inside throwing him under a ton of blankets to warm up then put him in a shadowed corner of the room. called and told my parents i found him like this when i woke up. felt kinda bad since they had him longer than i'd been around and comforted my foster-mom she said it was her first pet and some b.s i was

but had on the 

 face, but i didnt catch any flack although i think they suspected something was up. i remember being kinda happy i didnt have to walk him anymore. overall it was a L/W situation

. i was always more partial to fish anyway. 

 

[ocho6five]

Originally Posted by bulletproofwallets

 

[ocho6five]

Originally Posted by bulletproofwallets

 

[lamak]

This thread still going strong.

 

[lamak]

This thread still going strong.

 

[Renaldo Balkman]

WOW... if that dog story is true

 

[Renaldo Balkman]

WOW... if that dog story is true

 

[jj1223]

Originally Posted by bulletproofwallets

this was about 3 years ago in february.  my foster parents left town and i got to stay home by myself for the first time. the only responsibility i had was to keep the house clean, put their dog outside walk him and bring him inside at night (one of those weiner dogs). i basically did whatever i wanted, mostly

and drank w/ some of my boys and once or twice w. my girl if i felt like seeing her.  well about their third day into being home, there was going to be a snow storm here. at the time because the dog barked so damn much i'd been keeping him outside day and night and threw some water out there like once or twice a day. the night before the storm i had my girl over, before she left suggested i should bring the dog inside because the snow was already started to fall (about 2 inches so far) and she heard him howling. meanwhile i hadn't fed him in at least a day and a half,  i said **** it and left him out there (i was worn out from the smashing and greenery, along with the fact that it was soo warm in my foster parents room

) i ended up falling asleep w/ the dog outside in the blizzard while having not eaten in about a day. woke up at 12 pm the next day and decided to bring him inside. shoveled my way to the dog house who's roof had collapsed from the snow (it was a cheaply built one. inside i see fido

lying in the play dead stance, eyes frozen open. at that moment you could say a brick was immediately !%%@. He was without a doubt dead, i ended carrying him inside throwing him under a ton of blankets to warm up then put him in a shadowed corner of the room. called and told my parents i found him like this when i woke up. felt kinda bad since they had him longer than i'd been around and comforted my foster-mom she said it was her first pet and some b.s i was

but had on the 

 face, but i didnt catch any flack although i think they suspected something was up. i remember being kinda happy i didnt have to walk him anymore. overall it was a L/W situation

. i was always more partial to fish anyway. 

I would have no problem with locking you outside in a blizzard with no food or water until you were dead.  Completely serious.  Then I'd come in here and post about it.

 

[jj1223]

Originally Posted by bulletproofwallets

this was about 3 years ago in february.  my foster parents left town and i got to stay home by myself for the first time. the only responsibility i had was to keep the house clean, put their dog outside walk him and bring him inside at night (one of those weiner dogs). i basically did whatever i wanted, mostly

and drank w/ some of my boys and once or twice w. my girl if i felt like seeing her.  well about their third day into being home, there was going to be a snow storm here. at the time because the dog barked so damn much i'd been keeping him outside day and night and threw some water out there like once or twice a day. the night before the storm i had my girl over, before she left suggested i should bring the dog inside because the snow was already started to fall (about 2 inches so far) and she heard him howling. meanwhile i hadn't fed him in at least a day and a half,  i said **** it and left him out there (i was worn out from the smashing and greenery, along with the fact that it was soo warm in my foster parents room

) i ended up falling asleep w/ the dog outside in the blizzard while having not eaten in about a day. woke up at 12 pm the next day and decided to bring him inside. shoveled my way to the dog house who's roof had collapsed from the snow (it was a cheaply built one. inside i see fido

lying in the play dead stance, eyes frozen open. at that moment you could say a brick was immediately !%%@. He was without a doubt dead, i ended carrying him inside throwing him under a ton of blankets to warm up then put him in a shadowed corner of the room. called and told my parents i found him like this when i woke up. felt kinda bad since they had him longer than i'd been around and comforted my foster-mom she said it was her first pet and some b.s i was

but had on the 

 face, but i didnt catch any flack although i think they suspected something was up. i remember being kinda happy i didnt have to walk him anymore. overall it was a L/W situation

. i was always more partial to fish anyway. 

I would have no problem with locking you outside in a blizzard with no food or water until you were dead.  Completely serious.  Then I'd come in here and post about it.

 

[dmv is rnb]

::waits for everyone to get all up in arms about the dog and go off on this dude, when they could care less about all the foul @#++ that has been discussed that was done to actual people::

 

[dmv is rnb]

::waits for everyone to get all up in arms about the dog and go off on this dude, when they could care less about all the foul @#++ that has been discussed that was done to actual people::

 

[dmvbatman]

Originally Posted by DMV is RNB

Originally Posted by Dmvbatman

Sociopath- a person, as a psychopathic personality, whose behavior is antisocial and who lacks a sense of moral responsibility or social conscience.

http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/sociopath

half these N's gotta be.  ain't no other explanation

Well I'll put it this way, if we ever have to have a war with some highly intelligent robots then having some of these dudes on your team wouldn't be sooo bad, youll just have to watch them lol.Some of these cats are the most vile, sneakiest, conniving, and bravest people I've ever read about.

 

[dmvbatman]

Originally Posted by DMV is RNB

Originally Posted by Dmvbatman

Sociopath- a person, as a psychopathic personality, whose behavior is antisocial and who lacks a sense of moral responsibility or social conscience.

http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/sociopath

half these N's gotta be.  ain't no other explanation

Well I'll put it this way, if we ever have to have a war with some highly intelligent robots then having some of these dudes on your team wouldn't be sooo bad, youll just have to watch them lol.Some of these cats are the most vile, sneakiest, conniving, and bravest people I've ever read about.

 

[eashawty]

i like to think i dont give a %@@% & ive been told by many that i dont give a %@@%. but sum of yall make me look like a saint

 

[eashawty]

i like to think i dont give a %@@% & ive been told by many that i dont give a %@@%. but sum of yall make me look like a saint