Ooh, potato guns. Good times. We blew out someone's window on a random house in a potato gun drive-by.
When I was 14, a kid I hung with and I skipped school and tried to run away from home by walking to a town 30 miles away. We got picked up by the police in a neighboring town, but we had made it about 10 miles at that point. My parents were none too pleased.
Also when I was 14, as I mentioned in the "10 Random Facts" thread, I covered my hand in rubber cement and lit it on fire causing first and second degree burns. I practically had my own room at E.R. by that point, though. On a positive note, my pain tolerance was unreal by the time I was 15.
When I was 14, a kid I hung with and I skipped school and tried to run away from home by walking to a town 30 miles away. We got picked up by the police in a neighboring town, but we had made it about 10 miles at that point. My parents were none too pleased.
Also when I was 14, as I mentioned in the "10 Random Facts" thread, I covered my hand in rubber cement and lit it on fire causing first and second degree burns. I practically had my own room at E.R. by that point, though. On a positive note, my pain tolerance was unreal by the time I was 15.
