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craziest life experiences

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come on, there are plenty of people here, have to be some

i have a few..

me and two of my mates were out having a smoke at a primary school in our suburb. we found a seat, made the beug, started to chop up.. we chilled for a couple of mins so i went for a walk up to this portable classroom thingy. i noticed the door had been left open, and right then it started to rain a little bit. so being the dumbarses we are, we went inside. i wasn't smoking that night coz i had to play footy the next day (didnt wanna be scattered ). anyway my mates had about 3-4 cones each when we see these flash lights turn on just outside of the class room. piggas rocked up and busted our arse. my mate had just bought a q (7 grams i think?) that night which got taken off him obviously.
we got taken to the police station, had to stay there for about 4hrs while we got asked question, finger prints taken and all that jizz.
a few months later we had to go to court where we were given a diversion. i had to write a letter of apology to the primary school and a letter of gratitude to the piggas that arrested us (ohh it was so tempting to abuse them ). my mates got the same except they had to attend a "caution cannabis" course thingy. and that was that.

near the end of year 12 (october last year) me and some mates drew a huge dick on our school oval with acid. i went back there about a month ago and it was still there! haha.

up at schoolies my mate brought up one of those huge plastic horns, and being the drunken idiot i was, i thought it would be a cool idea to bring it out with me after we had finished drinking at our hotel room. anyway after walking around for a bit, i passed it on to my mate to look after while i did something (cant remember what). we met up a bit later and i asked for it back. he had left it at a table he was sitting at before. so we went to the table and there were 2 aboriginals sitting at the table with it. my mate asked for it back nicely first, as did i. then after they said "nah man i brought it up with me" a few times i got pissed off and started abusing them. my mates are fairly passive and try and avoid fights at all times, so they weren't about to do anything with me. anyway they werent about to give it back, so i walked off with my mate and met up with a fair few more of my mates which were just up the road. we walked back down to the seat, and found that they had moved, so we walked down cavil avenue to find the abo's (sorry not trying to be racist, just cbf spelling it anymore) had moved down were their mates were sitting. the guy that had the horn first off was sitting on a bench with the horn behind him, so i ran up and took it. the guy noticed and got all his mates up (about 15 of them so no way was i gonna fight), and i started walking backwards abusing them n shit. anyway one of my mates that was there with me got punched in the face (i didnt find out till later). he went and had a cry to the police, they didnt do shit.

been a fair few drunken push n shoves here n there..

thats about it so far. what about yours?
 
Yeah, punchons are always a bit of fun when you're pissed, as long as they don't get TOO serious or involve weapons.


I have this one time i'd like to share with y'all though, it definately was crazy, and a hell of an experience (though not a very good one).


About a year and a half ago, these two girls i know (twins) threw a surprise birthday party for one of their boyfriends (my mate) at their house. The party was predominantly held in their backyard/garage which has a fridge, bar, tune-maker etc. There were probably about 50 people there, and by half way through the night i was having a ball.

Anyway, at around 11 oclock or so, i decided to grab another beer and go sit down on the driveway near the side of the house where a few of my buddies were sitting, having a ciggie and a chat. I was sitting on the driveway next to my mate (dylan), when we hear this dude shouting and swearing from a few meters away just behind the gate that connected the driveway and backyard to the front yard/side of the house.

At first i didn't know what the dude was talking about, or why he was so angry, but soon enough it was apparent he was complaining about the noise (as well as adding in a bit of fist shaking and a few insults/more swearing). the only thing was, this dude didn't live next door, and the stereo was only up like a quarter way. It wasn't a real loud party.

So, after he's finished ranting, the angry dude turns around, and as he's storming back up the driveway, smashes like 4 of the house's windows. Me and my mate dylan were closest to the back gate, so, looking at eachother, we bust it open and run after this dude. I probably wouldn't have normally been so quick to chase some dude like this, but a). i was pissed b). we were closest to this loony, and c). i used to go out with one of the girls who's house it was.

So after running hard for a while and yelling after this dude, me and dylan finally catch up to him a few houses down the street. Without thinking (a personal trademark), i jump in front of this dude and use my bodyweight to try and stop him. He pushes me off, pulls his arm back, and plants the hardest punch i've ever felt into my ribs. I'm like instantly winded, and slowly walk back in the direction of the house almost in a daze. I was like, damn, that was one hardcore punch. Then i took my hands away from my side and realised they and the lower half of my t-shirt were covered in blood. The angry dude had stabbed me. It was pretty freaky. When i pulled up my tshirt i could see this 1.5-2cm slit in me, and dark blood fully oozing out of it. It's weird you know, adrenaline must take over, because i couldn't even feel it. I mean it kinda hurt to breathe, but not the pain you'd expect from being stabbed.

When i got back to the house before i knew it people had me lying down with this towel wrapped tight around my torso and the police on the phone. I was taken to the hospital and operated on - angry dude had apparently cut one of my major blood transporting pipes and they needed to fix it. I spent two nights in hospital and fortunately all i have today to show for it is the operation scar and the scar from where they put the camera in to see where i was losing so much blood from. i am eternally grateful to the staff at the alfred hospital. :D

All that sounded pretty hardcore, but in a way i spose it kinda was. The dude went to court in the end and was found guilty of... i think assault causing serious injury. or something. he had to pay for the medical fees and the windows in the end. and attend anger management classes.

But, for me i think the scariest part was when i was in the hospital. just before they put me under for the operation, the doctor drew this long line in permanent black texta from my groin to almost middle of my chest. when i asked him what it was for, he said if they couldn't find the source of the bleeding with the medical camera they'd have to slit me along that line and do it manually. that was some fucking scary shit to hear before being put under the knife.


So. Sorry for having rambled, but that really was the craziest experience i've had. Hopefully others will have more lighthearted stories :)
 
lol... *hugz* for Evil Witch, glad to hear things turned out okay. That'd be fuckin' scary.

I know the topic is 'crazy life experiences' but I've had plenty of those to even start listing so I might continue with the theme of fights I've seen.

There's a friend I go out with a lot, let's call him... Bobo. Bobo does martial arts and whenever we go out, if he's been drinking he starts looking for a fight. When he's on pills though, he's all friendly and lovey... it's funny like that.

One night we were at a really dodgy Melbourne club (Retro) and this huge brawl broke out, Bobo had taken a pill and this was really a "drinking" club. Anyway, I rushed downstairs to find him because I was worried he'd take the opportunity to deck someone. I find him on the edge of this huge fight, smiling and laughing... it was so funny, I thought he was going to hug someone. It was a pretty bad fight too, some guy broke a beer bottle and stabbed a bouncer in the neck and then when they got them outside, the bouncers had to barricade the doors and call the police to keep these guys out.
 
A couple of years ago I was sitting up the top of a mates court with my girlfriend. There was a party a couple of houses down that we had been at but just wanted to escape.

Just sitting there two cars rocked up and all jumped out I just though they were there mates so got up to say Gday. Next (Not that I remember) I had a bottle smashed over the back of the head that knocked me out, mates heard all the noise and came out to help me but they attacked everyone one by one (weak fuckers, excuse lanuage) including a mates girlfriend who hit a bloke that was laying into her boyfriend, so one bloke held her while another punched her in the face. A while later the cops came I had been dragged up the street. I was in an ambulance they were making sure I was ok(don't remember this), not doing that very well, because after being knocked out the next thing I remember is being woken up on a mates couch and when sitting up "Where did that blood come from" (Blood all over the couch.) Not only had they beat me up while KOed they stabbed me 3 times in the back. (I LOVE FRANKSTON)
Police took statements including positive ID of these people what happened to them nothing!
 
dude, if you're 16 now, crazy shit will be happening to you at least for the next five years, as far as i know...
 
dude, chill, everyone was 16 once...

i just meant your post sounded kinda grandpa-ish but the craziest shit is still on the horizon! Look forward to it! =D
 
When I was about 7,I lived in Bundeena,which is relativley close to Cronulla ya dig?
My home was right on the beach.All you had to do was go to the end of the backyard and walk down some steps and you were there! Anyway one day I decided to take my cheapass foam boogie board into the water for a bit of a paddle.I had my snorkel on aswell so I leaned over the right side of the board to observe the sea life below.I had no idea how long I was actually doing this for.I finally pulled my head out of the water and looked back and FARK! I was sooo far out.My mum and Dad couldnt hear my weak yells and I began to panic.
Now I didnt think that things could get any worse,I would just paddle slowly back to shore and all would be well right?
Next thing I remember was this dark shadow circling around me from beneath.Yes,it was a shark, no doubt.
I froze solid.I pissed myself and began to cry.
Though I cant reamember how it exactly did this, it came up to the board and must have had a go at the side of it. Obviously it wasnt impressed with the taste.It circled a few times more then slowly swam away.
After another 20 minutes of shock wore off, I made my way back to the beach.
Both my parents were fast asleep when I got back. Just two motionless sun backing bums.
I never told them about what happend as I feared that they would never let me go swimming by myself again.

I wanna go cage diving and get up close to some Great Whites
Fuck yeah! Love Sharks.
Anyway thats my story.

-Peace
 
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