had stones pelted at me once for the length of my hair, then came the 'fuckin hippy bastard' remarks...
Folk I used to hang about with when I was about 14/15 or so out getting pished in the park (as you do) would shout things like that at "hippy bastards" that were walking past & chuck bottles n shit, while I was standing next to them rocking an Airwalk hooody, baggy jeans, DCs, long hair, looking exactly like I should be with the "hippy bastards" & not with the bams drinking white lightning in the park. They never really seemed to get it when I'd point this out to them. "Aye, but it's
you, you're sound" would be about the best explanation I could get.
rigs were always clean and i dont have hep, but they didnt know that and youd be amazed how many times thats got me out of a big pile of shit
a nicer alternative - we used to drive round stoned waving & shouting HEY to random people. for some reason we found it hilarious that 95% reciprocated
i guess it was the weed
Imagine the shit you'd be in they just went for it & skelped that syringe out your hand? Or turned round & shouted "I've got hep B already, bring it on ya wee dick!!!"
Driving about stoned doing pointless shit is great fun. I can remember we had 'Big Booty Hoes' (I can't remember the actual song name, think it's probably by 2 Live Crew) absolutely blaring out my mate's maws Fiesta. The 3 folk that weren't driving were hanging right out the window, like sitting on the window sill so we could all see each other over the roof & just shouting the lyrics at the top of our voices as my mate screeched round & round this wee town centre "BIG BOOTY HOES HOT BOOTY!!!!!" we must have looked like utter dicks but it was fucking hilarious at the time.
When he put a big fuck off set of subs in the boot we'd wait till we parked next to someone at the lights, crank it full, then hit play on something mad bass heavy, like Dead Prez - Hip Hop & watch them shite themselves at the sudden BOOOOOM
Or driving about with a super soaker, my mate (the driver) would pull up behind someone walking "Excuse me mate, can you tell me where.."*BLAST* super soaker to the face then we'd peel off howling with laughter. Did this for a full night one time, it never once got boring.
We "caught someone at the lights" one time, another one of our mates, not just a random. He pulled up behind us at a red light, I ran out with my mate's McD's milkshake, tanned it off his windscreen, pink milkshake everywhere, & we boosted off haha. He was raging for weeks about that one.
I've got loads of daft stories like that. Before folk had flats, folk had cars, so we'd just drive about all night every night getting stoned & generally being annoying wee dicks. What a laugh it was at the time.