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paintball wars anyone?

 

 

also who here remembers the constant quest to find old prono mags?

 

i remember once when my mom used to go jogging we would ride our bikes and scooters with her and i saw an old porno mag on the ground.

 

when we went back home i jumped on my scooter and went back and got that mag.

i woundered why it was old stiff and looked sun dried, so i grabbed it with another piece of paper.

 

i took it back home to show my friends, who fought over it like rabid dogs.

 

it took a couple of years before i realized that the magazine was covered in jizz and that my friends had their hands all over it.

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Also I don't know if anyone this did this, but when we'd be at a swing set, we'd all try and fling our shoes, and the farthest shoe was the winner. That was probably the most fun I'd have a kid. Also ball hockey in the streets.

 

 

Yeah, we did this shit! We'd also see who could go the highest or jump the furthest.

 

 

Street Hockey was the shit! We used to have serious fights during that though. I remember my buddy Jeff bugging out after getting slashed. He was all red in the face yelling at the kid, chasing him around. He even stopped and started hitting himself in the head with his stick to intimidate. Then the kids Mom came home, and Jeff never got to lump him up.

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paintball wars anyone?

 

 

also who here remembers the constant quest to find old prono mags?

 

i remember once when my mom used to go jogging we would ride our bikes and scooters with her and i saw an old porno mag on the ground.

 

when we went back home i jumped on my scooter and went back and got that mag.

i woundered why it was old stiff and looked sun dried, so i grabbed it with another piece of paper.

 

i took it back home to show my friends, who fought over it like rabid dogs.

 

it took a couple of years before i realized that the magazine was covered in jizz and that my friends had their hands all over it.

 

LOLOLOLOLOL,

 

there used to be this huge wall in the woods for no reason, over the wall was some more wooded area with old porno mags and other hobo treasures. My friends would try to collect them up but I wouldnt cause they were covered in piss and hobo wine.

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And then it got stolen the summer after my 13th birthday when I was on vacation. I was fucking pissed.

 

 

This brings back a memory for me. There was probably about 8 of us who were good friends. One of us had his bike stolen, and we knew who it was. So we all rolled up on this kid's house holding bats and shit. We got the bike back without any trouble, and that was that.

 

But the funniest part about it, was I called all my friends over to my house to "get pumped." By "get pumped," I mean sit around listening to:

 

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"Run to the hills" was my shit!

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GUNS!!

yes..thats what we called it too.. wrestling on the front lawns..manhunt/spring ... tackle football on the front lawns,just dont get caught by the steps or the cement walkway up to the house. by lawns i mean the 10ft of grass/dirt in front of the rowhomes.

 

and freeeze tag. an when we were teens and first started drinking around 8th grade we would play "whip the cow" ..an awesome and painfull game.

 

 

memories.. good times.

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paintball wars anyone?

 

 

also who here remembers the constant quest to find old prono mags?

 

i remember once when my mom used to go jogging we would ride our bikes and scooters with her and i saw an old porno mag on the ground.

 

when we went back home i jumped on my scooter and went back and got that mag.

i woundered why it was old stiff and looked sun dried, so i grabbed it with another piece of paper.

 

i took it back home to show my friends, who fought over it like rabid dogs.

 

it took a couple of years before i realized that the magazine was covered in jizz and that my friends had their hands all over it.

 

my uncle had lots of pron and id steal it and sell it to my friends ahaha:lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:

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Anyone remember bomb snaps? My Dad went down to PA for some reunion and came back with a grip of those things. Me and my friends would throw those at stranger's feet all day at the park downtown. Oh and how bout the ultimate engine noise mimicry of all time. The, REHHHHHHHHHHHH (pause for breath to avoid death) REHHHHHHHHH.

 

Me and my friends would just run around actin like we were screamin down the road in a sports car.

 

And it's true, kids nowadays have no imagination everything is electronic, loud, and instantly gratifying. I saw some commercial for a "sketchpad" that when water is applied to it a pre drawn pre colored image appears. What the fuck?

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Anyone remember bomb snaps? My Dad went down to PA for some reunion and came back with a grip of those things. Me and my friends would throw those at stranger's feet all day at the park downtown. Oh and how bout the ultimate engine noise mimicry of all time. The, REHHHHHHHHHHHH (pause for breath to avoid death) REHHHHHHHHH.

 

Me and my friends would just run around actin like we were screamin down the road in a sports car.

 

And it's true, kids nowadays have no imagination everything is electronic, loud, and instantly gratifying. I saw some commercial for a "sketchpad" that when water is applied to it a pre drawn pre colored image appears. What the fuck?

 

my little sister has that draw pad

wheres the creativity, in adding water to paper and a pre-drawn image comes up

 

when i was a kid i drew with crayons and cardboard (cuz my dad hated me using computer paper). but yeah its retarded.

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AHAHAHAHA.

 

any one remember their etch a sketches?

 

we would always draw boobs that would come our square.

 

one time we visited my brother in NM and his friend draw a picture of a girl getting eiffel towered.

 

i loled so hard and then my parents got mad that i knew what what was going on in that pic.

 

also my nephew was the shit when he was a toddler.

 

my brother taught him all kinds of cuss words and funny shit.

 

i remember once he called me a penis wrinkle and to this day whenever i think about it i laugh hard.

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we had a game in the sandbox where you would spit in the sand, then pick up sand-loogey and throw it at eachother

 

i lived in an apartment complex and there was this huge sandbox that all the stray cats used as a toilet... and we'd play in the sand. there were also wasps and shit in the sand box ha.. looking back it now, im like wtf how was that fun there was hella cat shit in there:lol:

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We had a sandpit at our school like that Vulcan, fucking nasty. :lol:

 

We used to have this can crusher too, and about 5 of us would stuff our lunches into it, close the shutter, and all pull down on the lever, and watch our sammiches leak out the side :lol:

 

did your sandbox have the bees that had burrows in the sand or naw?

 

those fuckers were so annoying

always stinging us and shit actually idk what they were bees or wasps but yeah

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oh yeah and in that same complex there was a pool.

 

and we would always jump the gate and shit in the pool or pee in it.

 

haha

 

oh and this one time they emptied it (this was around the time i started to pick up skateboarding and so did alot of my friends) but yeah we jumped the gate and started to try and skate the pool.. we all failed so epically there were like 15 kids in this pool..with like skateboards and scooters and bikes..haha

 

i think some kid actually broke his arm i cant remeber tho

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Someone said "Freeze tag."

 

That game was the shit. Luckily enough I grew up in a place with enough kids to play. We also used to play "TV tag." When you got tagged, you had to yell out a show from TV. This was before cable hit our houses, so that game was short lived. I remember making up tons of different "tag" games as a kid. In fact, we made up tons of stupid games that involved running around and nothing more. Who was the fastest was actually a big deal and my neighborhood was locked down by a girl.

 

I like how R@ndomhero said manhunt prepared him to be sneaky in life. It is kind of true though. When I was in my 20's and doing stupid shit more often, I'd always resort back to that manhunt state of mind. I'd be sitting somewhere in the dark, sitting dead still, trying to hold my breath, watching whomever walk by with a fun sort of anxiety. I've never been involved in graffiti, but I'll bet that most people who are serious about this shit played a ton of manhunt as a kid.

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One of my friends always talks about playing manhunt whenever he's drunk and looking for something to do. He's always "lets call mad mother fuckers and go play fucking manhunt in the woods bro! wooo!that would be so fucking awesome!" We always say no but maybe tonight is the night.

 

 

Someone is going to call the cops on you guys. But go for it. I'd love to hear about the reaction from the cop, when you say "no, no, we were only playing manhunt, remember manhunt!?"

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