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I used to sneak out of the house quite a bit, just to hang out or sometimes go toilet papering. The best story was when I was about 13, I snuck out at about 1am and met up with about 5 or 6 other friends. I brought the supplies with me in a duffel bag (toilet paper, eggs, some smoke, and a lighter) but one of our friends was missing so I went a couple streets down from our meeting place to his house to see what was up. Right when I got there he was walking out so we were good, but at just that moment I saw a cop car turn onto the street. I quickly ducked behind a car, but my buddy was an idiot and ran from where he was right by his house over to the car where I was hiding. Knowing there was a good chance we were busted I stuck the smoke on top of the tire of the parked car and stuffed the duffel bag under the car.
Sure enough they got out of the car and busted us. After they questioned us and got our info they went back behind the car and found the bag. As they were gonig through it they saw the lighter and asked what that was for. I was pretty panicked because of the smoke that was nearby, but I came up with the story that we used the lighter to heat up the eggs before we threw them so they would stick to the houses better! I was completely talking out of my ass and figured they would bust me on it but they kind of just said "mm hmmm". Well, they called my parents and took me home...I was in biiig trouble of course, mostly because my mom had to get woken up by a call from the cops. But the best part was a couple weeks later when I was over at my buddy's house, his dad (who is a damn cool guy) said, "Yeah, when the cop brought John up to the house he told me about that new technique you guys have of heating up the eggs...said it's the newest thing you kids are doing....stupid ass cops (shakes head)". The fact that the cop bought that story totally made up for the trouble i got in!
this is too funny...ive had plenty of close calls like this
This word also has a underground meaning once you break it down. Let’s take “Bonn” for example and it actually turns into the word “Bone”. We all know gays use this word to describe the action of when they are fecal fisting their Cuban cabana boy at their sex bath house parties. Now let’s look at Roo, “Roo” is short for “Kangaroo”.So put the full true message together and you get“Bone a Kangaroo
Post by c234567892 on Apr 21, 2008 23:29:03 GMT -5
My mom was the stay up until I'm home mom as well for a while. But after I kept calling every night to let her know i was staying out later she started to just go to bed. I never had to sneak out though. I always told her what I was doing and she was fine with it. I couldnt sneak out even if I wanted to though, my dad was always awake at night and slept during the day so he would see me walking out.
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I used to sneak out a lot but only got caught once. I think I was around 16. It was Halloween and all my friends decided to stay over at my house b/c my parents were pretty cool about everything. There was one big party that everyone was going to. My friend Jessica's parents made it very clear that she was not allowed to go to said party. But I never told my mom that. We asked my mom to drive us to the party and come back in a few hours to pick us up. We got to the party and everyone was there. We had a blast but alas a few hours went by and it was time to leave. We were camping out in my yard that night but none of us were ready for bed. We got on the horn and called the party and asked someone to come by and pick us back up. Mind you, we hadn't been home 30mins before we decided to sneak off and go back. Big Mistake. Jessica's parents called wanting to talk to their daughter. My mom went out to the tent but we had vanished. Apparently that motherly instinct kicked in. Meanwhile we were back at the party boozing it up as only 16yr olds can. When I felt someone grab my sweatshirt with such force, I whipped around and to my surprise my mom was standing before me. In all her motherly glory. "What are you doing back up here?" she said. I think I was in such shock that all I said was "uhhhhhhhhhh?!?"
She proceeded to take us all back home and Jessica's mom made everyone else call their moms and most of them had to go home. It was a bummer then but when I think about it now its hilarious.
Also: We "borrowed" my friends dad's work truck once. We pushed it out of the driveway so we wouldn't wake them when we started it. We drove around town until 3am talking on the CB to truck drivers. We were in our pajamas and it started raining and the wipers didn't work so I had to take the lace out of my shoe and tie it to the wiper and pull it from the window. But I don't ever think they found out.
I used to sneak out alot! The only two times i got caught was when i ventured away from my routine of making something to eat when i got home and when straight to bed, to sneak back out quick. The worst thing about getting caught was when i had been out partying all night got home @ about sunrise and the rent were waiting for me, it was early summer so the morning was hot, and i was drunk, well, they didn't let me go to bed, instead i had to go outside and mow the yard, which was huge, and it was miserably hot, i got sick about 15 min into it, my dad came out out and asked if i had learned my lesson, i said "yea, next time i'll eat b4 i drink!"
I have LMAO at all of your stories. There is nothing like the feeling you get sneaking out. That first lap around the block to see if any lights came on in your house, then the f-it, party like you will be grounded for the next month vibe....ah those were the days. Only, back in the 80's, we were NOT getting busted by our MySpace pages, lol.
