Ok...here goes a little story.
Since this thread is about consequences with detrimental effects, I guess this kindof applies, but is relatively :OT:
Anyway, when my best friend and I used to hang out, his sister was like best friends with this half-retarded chick. I messed around a little with his sister, and you know how things get boring, so I got rid of her. She hated me for it and her retarded friend were out to get me.
At the time I had a 83 T-Bird V6 with 200,000+ miles on it. That car just took a licken and kept on tickin. These chicks poured sugar in my gas tank!!! I didn't realize it until one day when I went to add fuel, I noticed crystals by my gas cap. Man, I was pissed...although I didn't notice a difference in the car (except it seemed to run better) paybacks were necessary.
For the next 3 months, I let the drama settle...but for this entire time during a Buffalo winter, everytime my friend and I had to piss, we'd put our heavy jackets on, boots, etc...and walk out to the garage and pissed in a 5 gal gas jug
. Finally, after 3 months we grew a little impatient and an opportunity had presented itself.
That nite, this stupid bitch left her blazer unlocked so my bud and I listened to the Sublime "Apr 26, 1992" song, and decided to "participate in some anarchy".
We went out to the garage at about 2:00 in the morning, dumped about 2 gal of used oil into this gas container, a quart or two of tranny fluid, and some bondo hardener and kitty litter and a nice water/diesel mixture.
We went out to the truck with the gas can, a coffee can filled w/kitty litter and a wrench and a valve stem core remover. All the contents of the gas can were dumped into her tank! While I was filling her gas tank, my bud popped the hood, opened her butterflies and dumped about 1/2 the can of kitty litter into the intake. The other 1/2 the can went into her crankcase when he used a funnel to get it down her oil dipstick tube! Once I emptied the gas can we put the icing on the cake.
While I wrenched the hell out of her tierod on the right side my bud deflated her right tire enough to make it pull. Then he removed all the valve stem cores and put the caps back on so it would slowly deflate until she took off the valve stem cap to inflate...then it would just stream outta there.
It was so hilarious the next morning when she tried to turn that thing over!!! I will never forget that moment. We stood on the 2nd story window overlooking her trying to start that truck, listening to it crank, then backfire like crazy out the intake. She was flaming pissed and knew it was us, so we went back and pretended like we were sleeping. She "woke" us up and proceeded to chew our asses and we proclaimed our innocense.
Needless to say, even after the tow, a new engine and an alignment, that bitch still came around. She was one of those people that you just look at and they look so stupid and ugly you just want to
them or punch them in the face.
I've never wanted to hit a chick so much in my life, but I restrained everytime I saw her. Turns out I had some justification when she got a DUI one time (told you she was stupid) she got out of the ticket because the cop checked the box for "male" on the ticket!!!
Even though it was :OT: I hope you enjoyed this story...those were the good ol' days.
Jon
