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Scarface
Indianapolis: Become Human
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I like to stare random people down in public transport. Whenever I'm talking to some random person (especially foids or beta looking dudes) I start acting all shifty, like I'm getting ready to mug them in broad daylight. In stores I constantly pick up and put down items, and frequently stick my hand in my pocket like I'm a kid shoplifting candy.
The GOAT for me though was inspired by some genius who thought it'd be funny (I mean it kinda was) to sneak up to my family's summer cottage in the middle of the night, and throw a couple of live fish down the drinking water well.
I enjoy swimming in open water so every summer around mid August or whenever I happen to be in town for the past 3 years I've swam to the nearest inhabited island (half a km away) next to our cottage in the night with a little ziploc bag with a piece of paper in it duct taped to my chest (checking with binoculars beforehand to make sure they're home), climbed to the roof of the cottage (wooden ladder and felt roof, I can do it pretty quietly) and dropped a little greeting card consisting of the lyrics to the song "Sommaren är kort" down their chimney, leaving undetected like a poor man's navy seal. Family who lives in that cottage are probably either scared shitless or very confused.
I swear this is not a tale from the basement, I could do a custom message for you guys this summer and film it, forreal. Can anyone else top this autism?
The GOAT for me though was inspired by some genius who thought it'd be funny (I mean it kinda was) to sneak up to my family's summer cottage in the middle of the night, and throw a couple of live fish down the drinking water well.
I enjoy swimming in open water so every summer around mid August or whenever I happen to be in town for the past 3 years I've swam to the nearest inhabited island (half a km away) next to our cottage in the night with a little ziploc bag with a piece of paper in it duct taped to my chest (checking with binoculars beforehand to make sure they're home), climbed to the roof of the cottage (wooden ladder and felt roof, I can do it pretty quietly) and dropped a little greeting card consisting of the lyrics to the song "Sommaren är kort" down their chimney, leaving undetected like a poor man's navy seal. Family who lives in that cottage are probably either scared shitless or very confused.
I swear this is not a tale from the basement, I could do a custom message for you guys this summer and film it, forreal. Can anyone else top this autism?