Swell Info Confessions

Railroad tracks and kids... I used to stand on a railroad overpass and drop chunks of iron ore onto the brand new cars on the car carriers. It was like a pinball machine with the sound of broken glass instead of bells. And obviously when I had a bb gun around, I'd shoot the windows out of the cars as the train went by. I'm sorry, for the increase in the cost of automobiles and insurance. Had a friend go to juvie for putting paint cans on the tracks. I happened to be grounded and missed that escapade... Thanks Jeebus.

 

When I was younger and lived in FL, someone blew up my friends mailbox. That just gave us an idea. My buddies started cutting open shot gun shells to get the powder. They were putting in paper, rolling it up tight and then lighting it. Lame, all it did was flair up. I said, no, you should use a co2 carttridge. I brought over a used co2 and we cut the tip off, filled it with gun powder and stuck a fuse in it. We went out in the woods and lit it..... HA HA HA HA That thing was no joke! I think I was like 12 or 13.

 

Zero I did the same thing once but I emptied a bunch of those ground blaster joints they had back in the day into a CO2 cartridge. Stuffed it in between some rocks on the jetty on kansas ave in lbi. It was basically like a giant flash bomb. As soon as it went off we could see the four wheeler lights come. Started bolting down the beach and ended up hidding in some doom grass for almost 2 hours.
Ah man stories from the train tracks/rail yard I could probably write a novel. You know if you get on R2 to warminster and get off in hatboro walk the tracks back towards the city and theres the most amazing bowl in the middle of the woods. It's located on this kids camp and made of tared asphalt. It was bulit in the 70s and no one really knows what it was built for but then again there is not that many people who know about it. Anyways there's a grounds keeper for the camp who rides around in golf cart and like the 5th time I ever went there this dude comes rolling up like a bat out of hell. He told us we were trespassing and he ought to kick our ass's. We respond by saying F you and we'd all beat his ass. He responds by pulling out what appears to be a gun and fires it at my african american friend. He falls over, me and my boy pick him up and start running. We get into the woods and turns out he shot my boy with a salt round. I was about 12 at the time..and everytime after that we would roll to that spot like 10 people deep and never say that guy again.

 

NICE!! Mass Puke Fest!

 

Yeah, we hauled a$$ outta there! Went up to the 7-11 about a mile away and hung out for a while. We were some a-hole kids in FL! HA HA
We also used to call each other and say lets go "Chasin". We would go to that same 7-11 on the corner of Belcher and Ulmerton at night and just ride around on our bikes. It never failed, some group of d_cks would always yell something at us. We carried tennis balls with us and as soon as they would yell something, would beam their car. The chase was on! We could bunny hop anything and we knew the area really well, so we never got caught. Looked like the scene from ET. HA HA HA

 

I am getting chinese food for lunch again.

 

I reported a thread yesterday
I dont like certain people

that is all

 

So Z, you and I have probably crossed paths at some point, did similar stuff with my friends and in the same area you mention haha, I lived not very far from there. Closer to Dunedin.

Me and group of friends who all lived in the same neiborhood would plan on sneeking out of our houses in the middle of the night and we would go to the neighborhood down the road and would vandalize their yards by running through them kicking all of the little lights on the ground out and one time we took this giant lawn ornament Swan and tossed it through the big globe light by the drive way, it exploded like a bomb went off and we took off running.

Another buddy started running from the street and jumped through the lattice work on someones porch, we lit a mailbox on fire and the fire department was called, it was one of those that look like a truck with flowers sticking out of the back. Another time we snuck behind this store that sold all kinds of fruit and produce and smashed all of their bad inventory all over the walls and ground and when everybody woke up the next day it looks like a crime scene.

Don't forget about the roaming candle wars on the golf course in Largo. Or how about all those time we acted like we were jumping one of our friends and beating him up, cars would always stop and yell at us and we would all take off running. I especially liked playing baseball with a real baseball behind the Circle K and hitting the ball across the street with traffic on it. Usually the outfielder would tell us when it was safe to pitch, but sometimes didn't warn us in time...

One time I went to visit my Mom and Brother on summer vacation in southern IL. My Brother and I stole some Vantage Cigs from our Mom's BF at the time, we went on a bike ride to go smoke them and ended up catching an entire field on fire and it also ended up burning several bails of hay. In the summer up there it's so dry that the grass can catch fire all by itself, We didn't realize it got that out of control because we left and came back and the fire department was there putting it out. Things really got out of hand HAHA, funny thing is I never got caught for any of it!

 

Oh yeah, almost forgot about the time me and my friend took craps in news paper bags with the news paper still in it, lighting it on fire and knocking on the door and running off to watch them come out and stomp "the sh*t" out of that fire. And how we would take all of these peoples lawn furniture and throw it down in the creek which was 20 feet down and hard to get anything back out unless you were willing to go in. Sometimes we'd make Muriatic Acid and Gasoline bombs with two liter bottles and some tin foil, sit down, boom! How about flattening someone's mailbox with an M-80? Good times!

 

One of the first times I drank with my buds we got caught by his dad. We ran to the beach and I cried my eyes out and vowed never to drink again....

.....10 years later I have a beer with lunch every day.

 

I lit a smoke bomb and tried to blame my buddy when FD came, fam still makes fun of me for that every Christmas, even 2 and half decades later

My buddy **** on some girls doorstep, she didnt see it and tracked it all through her apartment. this worked out better than we hoped! she got this treatment due to her extreme *****y nature (sorority and fat)

I gotta think its been a while

 

A large woman made me a man. Many years earlier, she was my babysitter.

 

Can you say you've lived if you haven't blown up a mailbox or two?

 

Dawn, oh man, Florida is just a bad place to grow up as a kid! LOL We used to climb on my house at night with my sling shot and marbles. We would fire them off and then listen to see if they hit anything.
One time I mooned the trolley that ran from Sandkey to Clearwater. HA HA There were a bunch of girls on the back and they all were whistling. Once again, I was like 12 or 13. HA HA HA

 

This
is
awesome

 

Bad but good at the same time, had A LOT of fun doing dumb stuff

 

Yeah, man, I second that!

 

two rules in life
1) dont be dumb
2) if yer gonna be dumb, dont get caught