At 30, I've been running again for about 8 months and I'm happy if I can finish 10k in 49 minutes.
:LOL: surprise :LOL: 357!!! :LOL:
I had a 77 1/2 Camaro Z28 with a 350 small block. 3/4 race cams, Hooker headers, Holley carbs, 4 speed. It was stupid fast. And I was cute. So everybody wanted to race me. I kept telling my mom it was 'a friend's' car that I borrowed a lot. I didn't have it all that long, traded it in on a 455 Buick.
When I was 14, me and an id**t friend decided to wish everyone a Happy Friday the 13th. He put a pillowcase over his head and melted a red candle over it... and carried an ax. I had a hockey mask over a Freddy Kruger mask and held a large steak knife. We would knock on people's doors and when they answered it we'd yell "Surprise!!!". For about a week the nightly entertainment in our neighborhood was a friend of mine dressing up like the Grim Reaper and carring a sickle. He'd stand out in the middle of the only intersection in our "town" and shake his sickle at passing motorists. :LOL:
We would raid the neighbor's tomato garden and use the tomato's to throw at cars going down the highway. Bored redneck teenagers also liked to play a game where you take a stuffed animal or a baby doll and put it on the end of a fishing pole. Set it in the ditch, then hide in the woods on the other side of the road. When a car comes and the lights go across the road, reel it in really fast. It always freaked people out. Those yellow dishwashing gloves were humorous to use, as well. OMG!! This reminds me of "Pull the Purse". We'd set an old empty purse on the side of the road in plain view of drivers. We'd then tie fishing line to the purse and hide in the ditch with the other end. You'd be amazed at how many people will stop for a purse sitting in the middle of the road. As soon as the victim would bend over to pick it up we'd yank it away. :LOL::LOL: Then we'd point and laugh at them. :LOL: Runner X must be the boy next door.
Your own hometown Wet'nWild!!!
I forgot about this "gem". There was one of those Satanic Ritual phases going on where I lived. It was in the bible belt. Anyhoo, there was an increase in kids smoking pot and wearing black t-shirts, so everyone thought that Devil Worshipers had moved in. It was in the paper and on the local news for a bit.
So.... my Christian friends and I came across a cow skull and put it on a regular 2x4 saw horse which we had soaked in gasoline. At a busy intersection, we set it on fire in the middle of the road. It was a giant flaming bull from Hell!!!! It was beautiful. The New Orleans news came in and investigated "Satanic cults". Oh, good times!!!
And I dare not mention the perverted things that occasionally happened to the Ronald McDonald, Yogi Bear, and Mighty Muffler Man statues around town between 1987 and 1990. Poor guys. Those things always happened late Saturday night and were never "fixed" before the church crowd drove by on Sunday mornings. :LOL:
Funny thing, out of 25k college students, my future husband, Mr Aire, (whom I hadn't met yet) knew the guy I'd gone to the cornfield with and thought he was one of the biggest jerks/womanizers ever.
He was the most romantic guy. All we did was kiss. And it was just outrageously bad because I was extremely sheltered growing up. And this was just pushing the envelope!
He had me home before curfew.