Mr Smokes Blunts.
Ex-Bluelighter
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I feel like an absolute wanker for some of the vandalism we done when drunk as late-teens. It was like a path of destruction from the pub to our street, car mirrors kicked off, plant pots/bricks/bins/anything lying round chucked through windows. We were absolute CUNTS, feel like shit whenever I think about it now I hate it, I wouldn't dream of doing that now I am the total opposite. That is one of the main reasons I cant stand drinking any more.
I don't know what was so exciting about getting chased by angry people, just the sheer adrenaline I think, but a good chase was always the main goal. Wish I had discovered good drugs then instead.
One of my mates still goes round kicking wing mirrors off cars when he drinks and he is 25.
I love the rush of a good chase, nothing really beats it. You feel super powerful, and when you're gonna get a pasting you run faster than Usain Bolt. On a snow day we were casually throwing snowballs at cars doing like 5 mph, and one guy got out of a van and chased us for a good 20 minutes. It was like a super slow mo chase. Another time my mate threw a snowball at me and it cained this bloke in the face and knocked his glasses off, he was only a slight man and he went fucking bezzerk, chasing us with a red face for ages.
I cringe a lot at some of the petty vandalism though.