so this one time, my friends and I were taking turns trying to run and clear their picket fence - so it was my turn, and I got a running start, and jumped, and my foot got caught on the fence, and my head went straight down into the ground. Needless to say, it hurt for a while.
And then, there was this time I was at my friend's house, and I had just gotten my license, and my dad FINALLY let me take the car (my mom's minivan) to my friend's house by myself. So I was parked out front their house, close to their picket fence (yes, the same picket fence), and there just happened to be these kids talking random smack. So I was feeling power-trippy so i jumped in the minivan started it, threw it in reverse, and pretended like I was going to back over them (just to scare them, of course). So I slammed on the accelerator (looking behind me, of course), and as I pulled away from the fence, I heard a loud sound of metal bending. I hit the brakes an turned around, and my door was bent backwards against the fender. I hadn't closed the door, and it gotten snagged on the fence and bent backwards, AND it wouldn't close. That fence was bad news . . . perhaps i should've impaled myself upon it . . .
this reminds me of the time when i was first driving and i had a honda civic, with like 6 kids in it and it was night time so it was dark, and i started to back up to pull away and for some reason even though i had all the room in the world to leave i kept backing up and smacked into a telephone poll. Man was it a loud noise, not a stinking single scrach to my car, ,but i think we all had whip lash, member thai, i think you were in the back seat.
one time i let my 15 yr old sister drive my car, 5spd, she didnt know how, over a major highway right in the middle of the day, man was that crazyness, but she made it over. and we were cracking up the whole time..
also in the honda we had this thing called hold up the roof, and we'd all stick one hand up and touch the sealing for a couple minutes, ,i duno why we did that.
I hit a trree with my jeep, man was that a crazy day leading up to that tree hitting
dag i did soe stupid stuff in my time, when i was like 16 and my sister was 14 , and our friend we would go to shopright and hide ourselves on the toilet paper shelves, and as people would go by we would smack single rolls out at them, man was that hillariuos, and sometimes we'd poor baby oil all over the floor,
oh and my sister her and her friend had a pertend flour fight with a 5LB flour bag, ripped it and flour was every where,
i got tons of storys
wow that toilet paper thign sounds fun
stef i think you just helped plan my sunday night
but with a video camera
hahaha that telephone pole was at my house at the end of my driveway!