Swell Info Confessions

Too many to list. Here are a few.I tossed rocks up to a 17 year old on a roof who had an arm like a cannon. He proceeded to launch those things at lightening speed at the neighbors above ground pool one block over. Eventually the pool collapsed from the pummeling. I ran away when the police came and arrested the 17 year old. I pelted a neighbors house with hundreds of rotten tomatoes and denied it when the neighbor came over and told my mother she saw me doing it. I went to bed without supper. I was 12 in both instances. I snuck past a National Guardsmen to cross the Highlands Bridge to surf Sandy Hook NJ, I don't remember how I did it.

 

When me and some friends were 13-16 years old and we derailed a train...

 

Did you put a penny on the tracks? We were always told that would derail a train, lol. I went to a friends house once and he took me to the train tracks, proceeded to pry up a tie to reveal his mother load porn stash. I'll never forget that.

 

reminds me of another, better song.
[video=youtube;i903v5UvcK4]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i903v5UvcK4[/video]

 

I sat in the window of my house & proceeded to shoot all the windows out of the house across the street with my WristRocket & steel BBs. Why? Just to see the curtains jump inside the blown out glass.

I cut a lotta lawns that summer to pay my dad back for my dumbass shiiiite.

I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die.
- Johnny Cash

 

You're always getting punished because you're a total douche canoe, that's why you idiot.

 

Im drinking a beer and pooping right now...

I too have fired Bebe guns into a mass of neighborhood kids. Pump compression pointed pellets that could undoubtedly blind the 7 year olds we were shooting at. Wasn't my set up or my crib though so I'm only partially to blame. I was like 10-12.

 

My cousin lived in the house behind me as a kid. He is three years older, a metal head and was always having parties. My bedroom window faced his yard which was always lit up at night with half naked girls and drunks partying. My house had no outside lights so was always dark when viewing from his yard so it gave me a perfect spying platform. One night and one party in particular my friend and I were watching them, and you couldn't help but notice this buck toothed doofus mouthing off the whole night. He wanted to be noticed and definitely was by us. We heard people calling him "rabbit" and got the idea to do a little hunting. I grabbed my daisy (I'm a deadeye btw) and pumped that b!tch up till it was about to explode.

The lights were off in my bedroom so we cracked the window and slipped the muzzle out the opening. I took careful aim at the thigh of his overly tight 70's style jeans and squeezed the trigger. It took a fraction of a second for the BB to travel the 100 feet and hit its target. That dude let out a cry that I'll never forget, as if I shot him with a real gun, and fell to the ground in the middle of a crowd of girls and other drunks. He was 17 years old but started crying and yelling out "I've been shot!" A crowd formed around him as I fell to the floor in terror. I never believed it would get that reaction as I slowly lifted my head and peaked through the window. Just as I did I swear to god he reached down and picked up the BB that hit him, in a gravel driveway, wtf! He then says "it must be Rabbit season" and everyone laughs. They then walk to the edge of my yard and start straining their eyes to see where the shot came from.

My buddy and I crawl out of my bedroom into the light of the main house and slip out the front door and run down the street. We sat cowering in an old tree fort for over an hour expecting to see patrol cars trying to find us but they never came. I walked home expecting my mother to kick my ass but it never happened. Years later I confessed to my cousin at his wedding and his response was " you are such a d!ck" lol.

 

Actually we put an old roll of carpet on the tracks and lit it on fire. We thought the train would crash through it and it would keep going and look real cool. Instead it jammed all up under the wheels and the engine derailed and one car behind it. It was a cargo train so no passengers and the crew was not injured. Really dumb thing to do in retrospect.

 

Haha, oh geeze! I would have **** my pants if I saw that happen.

 

Yeah like any good teenagers we ran like hell through the woods. I heard from a parent in the hood that no one was hurt so we were really relieved then.

 

I confess: me & a couple other kids used to hide in the woods along a golf course, waiting on a 4-some to tee off. They'd all hit & then mosey over to their carts. They had to drive around & down the hillock on the path.

Which gave us time to sprint onto the course, grab their golf balls & bolt for the woods. They'd see us running for the trees as they cruised down the fairway. They'd start shouting at us. Sometimes they'd jump out & chase us. We never got caught. Fukk those rich farkerrs.

Wait for a few groups to pass through & then slink back out on the course & sell those Titleists to other chumps.

 

I shot my 60 yr old neighbor with a fully pumped up pellet gun after I overheard him saying the kid next door is a loser and a nuisance. he was right in a way. but f him and the horse he rode in on

I lit a huge forest fire trying to do fire stunts with my remote control car

I blew the doors off of my friends wood burning stove with starter fluid (and singed the hair off of the front half of his head and his eyebrows.

I stole 6 kegs on different occasions from frats that I was "pledging" then fought the first 4 who came looking and won so no one else came looking after that.

And r carter wow that derailment by flaming carpet was some impressively stupid hoodlum stuff did the fire go out? did you get caught?

 

Really glad I didn't live close to a rail road track. One of us would have died for sure. At the very least a dummy dressed like a woman would have been tied to the tracks at some point. Just asking for trouble.

 

The fire was not too big but it kind of sprayed out like throwing a big log on a fire. The train put most of it out when it pulled up under the body but a little bit spread out around the track. It was dirt and gravel all around the tracks so luckily no grass to catch fire. We ran like hell so I do not know how long it burned. We never got caught thank god.

 

I hopped a freight train just because, rode that boxcar from Albany to Buffalo. Glad you weren't sabotaging trains up north, GitCarter

 

You cats need to up your Hollywood knowledge as well as your DVD/VHS/Beta quivers.

The "barf-o-Rama" scene is most definitely NOT from The Goonies, yet instead from it's 80s classic predecessor, Stand By Me. C'mon, pay attention.

 

In high school, 5 years underage, we used to buy kegs from this local packy that let you load the barrell into your whip then come back in and pay. Light dawned on marble head a few visits after starting to patronize the joint and realized that next time we should load the barrell in the whip and not come back in to pay. So we planned all week to do this after football practice on Saturday. Loaded the barrell in my buddy's VW Jetta GL II trunk and he lays an unnecessary patch of rubber in the lot on our way out. Yeah, we just stole 144 draft beers from you guys, but we will top it off by using the auto to make a harsh and objectionable noise (ticketable offense in EMass).

We proceed to drink half of it all day watching college football, then sell our half-consumed free keg to some senior cats that were trowing a party that night. When they came by to purchase the barrell, they lifted it and said it wasn't full but we insisted they were out of their mind and successfully closed the sale. We get to their party later on and the keg runs dry early (surprise, surprise). As a result, we have to go back out and buy a bunch of 30-packs since we were the ones who ruled the high school social scene with an iron fist and yes, because there were many eager wahines we wished for the party to go on.

The sum total of our karmic imbalance caught up with us and the rest of the night was not a legal success. There are many more unreal events that transpired yet they will go unmentioned. It was a historic and legendary day, needless to say.

 

Chunk admits to creating a barf o rama scene to the fratellis in his long winded admission to them while trying to keep them from blending his hand. You might need to watch goonies again Spicoli.

 

Yes bro, you're right!!!! I eat my words lol

It's the fact that I quite often mention the other barf-o-rama scene reference, that's why I focused on that one. Had forgot about the other, good call to metard. Two movies that came out nearly back to back with similar epic references.