Jazzy mentioned this in another thread, thought it would be fun. Narrowing my choices down, will post some soon! Meanwhile, ya'll go ahead......
That more than qualifies, you may win an award!!Does lighting the city dump on fire when I was in 3rd grade count. It burned for days. Yeah that probably qualifies.
I see things that my friends post about their kids and grandkids and I'm always thankful my folks didn't have social media! Bad enough my mom took A LOT of pictures!There is not enough internet bandwidth for me to list all of mine. Thank goodness it was before social media.
My lawyer would advise me to remain silent.
We'll have to make something upOh come on even the statute of limitations on a fellony is 7 years.
...If the pump runs long enough after losing it's prime and having no water to pump, it will burn out the shaft seal.
When that happens, we would have no water for over a week.... and guess who's fault that was?
I was a passenger in my buddy's car as he drove through a corn field. I can still hear the sound...From the ages of 18 to 28, you could fill a book with the dumb stuff I did. Actually it was me and my buddies Jim Beam, Miller, and Jose. We were real tight in those days.
One night when I was about 25 I drove into town to go to the bar. Somehow I ended up in a shot contest. I don't remember if I won, but I damn sure got a participation trophy! Anyway I don't recall anything after that. I woke up on my sofa in the morning with my head on fire and my guts doing somersaults. Couldn't find my wallet so I went to the car, only to find it parked in the front yard with cornstalks hanging from the suspension underneath. To this day I have no idea whose field I drove through, or how I didn't get stuck driving through a cornfield with a Chevy Impala...
Good choice of carsFrom the ages of 18 to 28, you could fill a book with the dumb stuff I did. Actually it was me and my buddies Jim Beam, Miller, and Jose. We were real tight in those days.
One night when I was about 25 I drove into town to go to the bar. Somehow I ended up in a shot contest. I don't remember if I won, but I damn sure got a participation trophy! Anyway I don't recall anything after that. I woke up on my sofa in the morning with my head on fire and my guts doing somersaults. Couldn't find my wallet so I went to the car, only to find it parked in the front yard with cornstalks hanging from the suspension underneath. To this day I have no idea whose field I drove through, or how I didn't get stuck driving through a cornfield with a Chevy Impala...
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