He reflected upon a few of his exploits that involved illegal fireworks/bomb making, hanging with adult strangers, swinging from cables off cliffs, etc.
I thought that Nafoom might offer some vintage exploits from their own checkered pasts.
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edo2bedo
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Stupid shit that could have killed you |
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I read an editorial yesterday in the Wall Street Journal from a guy who is now an overprotective father to 4 girls. He was reflecting on his attitude toward
safety now versus when he was growing up, and concluded that a lot of things could kill you and in some cases probably should have. In other words, just
living through child/teen/young adult-hood is dangerous.
He reflected upon a few of his exploits that involved illegal fireworks/bomb making, hanging with adult strangers, swinging from cables off cliffs, etc. I thought that Nafoom might offer some vintage exploits from their own checkered pasts. |
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LewisNixon |
One of many that comes to mind | #1 | |||||||
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we used to ride out on the backroads, drinking. We would stop and tightrope walk the railings on bridges. (The wider, concrete type). It is still unclear what
prompted this ingenious behavior, other than testosterone, alcohol and teenage bravado.
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McRebel |
94 Ice Storm in N. Miss. | #2 | |||||||
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5 of us were traveling north on the 45 bypass in a Maxda RX-7 (one driving, two in passenger seat, me and another in the back laying down), heading up to the
MDOT hill to do some sledding. One in the passnger's seat says "you don't have a hair on your ass if you can't get this thing up to 70".
I think we were doing 20-30 at the time because we were on solid ice. The dumbass driving accepts the challenge and got it up to 70 between Verona and the
Eason Blvd exit. I was totally convinced that I was going to die. The odds were not in our favor but we made it without accident.
Stupid, stupid.
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Black Belt Jones |
Riding backroads drinking definitely comes to mind | #3 | |||||||
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Then getting the bright idea to drag race down a pitch black dark backwoods MS country road. Lots of fun, nobody got hurt, but damn dangerous.
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CFOEagle |
Once got from Laurel to H'burg in 12 mins | #4 | |||||||
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in a 67 Camaro. Should either be dead or still in jail.
Another time we went from Hattiesburg to Laurel - took about an hour due to driving about 30. You tend to be a bit more laid back on marijuana as opposed to alcohol. I remember it was a full moon so we had the headlights off. I'm sure USCReb has more bizarre stories, but they couldn't be much more stupid. |
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Not on ice, but a friend had an mid-80's Trans Am. Cheesy as they are, those cars were bad ass. Driving from Clinton to Bovina (don't know why) very drunk, got it up to 120. If I had been less drunk, I'm sure I would have shat my pants like Fartworth after a meal at El Charro. |
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Interpol |
I think everyone has driven insanely fast under the influence of something. | #6 | |||||||
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I got pretty drunk and broke the 120 barrier in a Nissan Maxima last Summer. The broken line in the center blurred together. It was pretty badass at the
time.
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rrlynch |
Going to our friends deer camp and drunkenly cutting donuts in our trucks should have done the trick | #7 | |||||||
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but it didn't. One time, a buddy of mine threw an open beer can out of his truck and somehow got the thing to land right on my dashboard. He just sorta
flicked it out of his sunroof and it arced into my passenger side window like a Jevan Snead fade pass. Kaboom, beer's everywhere. I was stunned.
In high school I probably should have lost some kind of limb or at least an eye due to all of the pyrotechnics me and a few friends would get involved in. I sold fireworks in Gluckstadt (interestingly enough with Wade Broyles) and had access to all kinds of flaming shit. ![]() ![]()
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tcreb |
Not sure anyone's life was in danger, but this was pretty stupid to do. | #8 | |||||||
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I guess like most everyone else, in high school we had a favorite parking lot in town where we liked to congregate on the weekends. One particular Friday night
an argument ensued in that parking lot.
A guy there was extremely inebriated and boasting that his "monster" pick-up truck could out-pull anything anyone had. The friend I was with worked on his family farm out from town. They had a Massey Ferguson 165 in one of their barns. We, too, had consumed quite a lot of alcohol that night, so he called this dude's bluff. A caravan of about ten vehicles commenced toward the farm. When we got there, the truck and the tractor backed up to each other and we tied them together with a chain. After the slack was pulled from the chain, someone gave the signal for them to pull. The Massie never spun a tire. My friend pulled that truck all over that field. On a side note, when we first got there, as we pulled into the field, one of bulls rammed into a friend's Willys jeep leaving a dent in the side. It happened right in front of me. One of the funniest things I've ever seen. |
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msbelle96 |
Aside from the unfortunate young and dumb drunken driving.... | #9 | |||||||
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Mouthing off to a Panola County redneck one night whose cohart was an AMAZON Panola County redneck.....my best friend who was a size 2 and 95 pounds tops
distracted said rednecks by telling them I was a black belt in karate and they better leave me alone. I meanwhile was busy hauling my chickenass to the car.
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Rebheaded Stranger |
Any New Albany or Union Cty folks here? | #10 | |||||||
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A friend drove through the chain link back stop of the New Albany high school softball field while we drunkenly encouraged him to do so after we left a high
school football game there.
I trust the statute of limitations on his mayhem has run out.
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uscreb |
Once down below Prentiss somewhere, we were driving the aforementioned backroads and | #11 | |||||||
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eating mushrooms. We passed an oilfield with three or four cricket pumps. One was stopped and the other two were pumping away. Two of us climbed up the side of
the Pump with two or three doobies and couple of quarts of warm beer. The pump started about five minutes after we got on top. I have no idea how long it
pumped, but it was probably 25 or 30 minutes.
Did I mention that it was 10PM?
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msbelle96 |
I have some friends who did that same thing at a pump on Bolton-Clinton Rd...... | #12 | |||||||
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There was an explosion....burned her bad enough to send her to the hospital, burned the guy bad enough to keep him there for a while if memory serves
correctly. Are you from Prentiss? I lived there in 6th grade.
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Ole Miss Grad |
Most of y'all must have been city slickers.... | #13 | |||||||
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because some of these comments are lightweight shit.
Country boys found (or made) daredevil entertainment weekly, generally with a local Daisy Duke in tow. |
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The Dude |
I fucked that Latoria chick | #14 | |||||||
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without a condom.
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rrlynch |
I'll admit, I'm no daredevil or country boy | #15 | |||||||
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but I should have been dead 10 times over from alcohol and the stupid things it makes me do.
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1 Rodimus Prime |
Cancun, Mexico - Talking Shit on the Booze Cruise | #16 | |||||||
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I am tequila drunk and snowed to the gills. I am in the middle of getting a lap dance from some chick I don't know to the tune of Boombastic. Needless to
say I'm having a large time.
As time goes by the boat starts rockin' and some guy falls into the dancing girl, knocking her off my lap and onto the floor. She hits her head on something and starts crying. Without even getting a look at the guy I stand up and shit starts to pour out of my mouth. And boy did I really fuck up. Standing before me was a 6'3 Latino bad ass straight out of "Locked Up." I bet he had nearly 100 pounds on me. And here I am, 5'8 skinny white boy with no tattoos or facial hair. What an idiot. Thankfully I only had to take one good shove to the floor because every one of my friends in the surrounding area knew my life was in jeopardy and kindly stepped in and talked the guy down. I buy those guys a beer everytime I see them. |
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uscreb |
No. Had a roommate from there. His father owned the underpants factory south of town. | #17 | |||||||
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uscreb |
You obviously missed my post last year about the night we were coming back from Memphis on Hwy 7 via | #18 | |||||||
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Holly Springs. We were in Johnny's mom's brand new Oldsmobile Vista Cruiser and had consumed gallons of beers, smoke yards of doobies, and had done at
least three other illegal acts each. Johnny had promised mom that he would not let anybody smoke or drink in the wagon. Just after we passed Wall-Doxey Park,
Danny Tucker hollered, "Stop! Stop, I gotta pee!"
We pulled over and he walked over to a fence, hopped over, and disappeared into the dark. A few minutes later we see him clambering over the fence with something on his back. As he got closer, we realized it was a calf. He put his finger to his lips to shssh us and opened the tailgate. He slid the calf into the back and slowly closed the tailgate. Johnny was going nuts, but Danny told him that it would be alright because once a calf went to sleep, it would sleep all night. "We'll let it loose in the Grove. It'll be okay." Johnny drove slowly and sure enough the calf just snored and dept sleeping. Just after Abbeville, we hit the railroad tracks pretty hard. The whole car shook and the calf woke up. It tried to stand up and started bellowing. We careened off the road and the fucking baby calf was kicking, screaming and shitting everywhere. Johnny tagged a road sign and we jumped out and opened the tailgate. Danny got kicked in the leg while he was pulling the calf out. I was standing there laughing, covered in cow slobber. We drove back to town, showered, and went to bed. The next morning I woke to, "YOU MOTHER FUCKERS!! YOU MOTHER FUCKERS!! My mom is gonna shit!" I went outside to look at the car. There was huge scrape down the right side were he took out the road sign. The cargo area was covered in a combination of mud, slobber, cowshit and beer. The headliner looked like the cow had wiped its ass with it and there was a burn on the backseat I'm not sure how much it costs to fix the car, but he had to get it done before the end of the week when he had to go home. I donated $50 to the cause. I think that Danny was in debt to him for the next two years.
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msbelle96 |
If I were a man I would give my left nut to have partied with you back then..... | #19 | |||||||
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as it is, I'm a woman, you're older and wiser, but if we ever meet and party I will buy your beer for the night.
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Going to sea fishing for three months in Bering off coast of Alaska...passing out on sidewalks outside bars from the Aleutian Islands to New York City to the
Caribbean to Eastern Europe...hanging out with Todd Lively (RIP) right after he got out of Parchman...walking around New Orleans and Baton Rouge sticking Ole
Miss bumperstickers over LSU stickers on cars and trucks...writing something less-than-complimentary about Hank Williams Jr in The Daily Mississippian (got me
a death threat and a bullet in my mailbox)...being in the pit at a Who show...eating a full container of chicken livers raw because I didn't know one
should cook them first...
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