TeeBone
12-03-2007, 05:18 PM
We all have our example of something terrible we did when we were younger but maybe not on a consistent basis. Whereas I might have been a bit of a wise-ass when I was growing up, I never consistently did things that would be considered harmful to people or animals.
So my question is; Were you the Kid who did the shity things or did you know the kid who did shity things?
For me, I knew the kid who did shity things and he was my next door neighbor, Clint. For example he used to take cats and put them in mailboxes on our street. Mind you, the summer in suburban Jacksonville is hot and these cats obviously wanted no part of the gag. The mail ran at about 2:00 and Clint began stuffing the boxes between 10:00am-11:00am, so the cats wanted out. The true measure of Clint's insanity came in his calculated placement of the animals. The first mailbox contained a cat that surprised the shit out of the mailman. The second mailbox was the same thing, complete with the hissing and jumping like the first cat. Now that a pattern was established, Clint deliberately left the third mailbox empty, luring the honest-hard working mailman into a false sense of security. Then came mailbox number 4, which Clint saved for the biggest cat.
To be honest, the first time Clint did this it was hysterically funny. That big cat scratched the mailman a few times before he sped away. The second time however; was terrible in that the third cat died in the mailbox. Clint got in a lot of trouble that day and as fate would have it he eventually became a seasoned criminal and the last I heard he is spending his days near Perry, Florida in prison. (true story) So I guess it was the best of times and the worst of times and Clint was the Kid in our neighborhood that did all the shity things.
So my question is; Were you the Kid who did the shity things or did you know the kid who did shity things?
For me, I knew the kid who did shity things and he was my next door neighbor, Clint. For example he used to take cats and put them in mailboxes on our street. Mind you, the summer in suburban Jacksonville is hot and these cats obviously wanted no part of the gag. The mail ran at about 2:00 and Clint began stuffing the boxes between 10:00am-11:00am, so the cats wanted out. The true measure of Clint's insanity came in his calculated placement of the animals. The first mailbox contained a cat that surprised the shit out of the mailman. The second mailbox was the same thing, complete with the hissing and jumping like the first cat. Now that a pattern was established, Clint deliberately left the third mailbox empty, luring the honest-hard working mailman into a false sense of security. Then came mailbox number 4, which Clint saved for the biggest cat.
To be honest, the first time Clint did this it was hysterically funny. That big cat scratched the mailman a few times before he sped away. The second time however; was terrible in that the third cat died in the mailbox. Clint got in a lot of trouble that day and as fate would have it he eventually became a seasoned criminal and the last I heard he is spending his days near Perry, Florida in prison. (true story) So I guess it was the best of times and the worst of times and Clint was the Kid in our neighborhood that did all the shity things.