True Confessions, When We Were Wild (house, ideas, best, how much)

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Okay, well, maybe some of use still are wild, but heres one I put in another forum not long ago and I just visited there. Boy, its gotten a ton of responses, lol!
So, I'll start with one of the many mischevious things I did as a teenager, and let the rest of you have fun sharing your 'true confessions'.
This was way back, before 'caller ID' or 'star 69' or even touch tone, we were still using rotary dial phones.
We (my friend Jo and I) would call people at random, claiming to be a local radio station. We would ask the person we called to try and guess how much money is in the KKDJ 'vault' and if they were able to guess, that money would be theirs. Ironically, everyone we called 'guessed' the correct amount, lol, so we would give them directions how to get to the station KKDJ to 'collect their prize money'.
I wonder how many people drove all the way to the station to ask for their money??!!!
Your turn!

[Torn2pieces]

If I was to confess what I did when I was younger - I'd be banned from this site forever and I really don't want my mommy knowing such things, if she was to read on here. LMAO

I did some crazy things, some I definately regret and some, Well I was just being a young teen.

[pirate girl]

Originally Posted by Torn2pieces

If I was to confess what I did when I was younger - I'd be banned from this site forever and I really don't want my mommy knowing such things, if she was to read on here. LMAO

I did some crazy things, some I definately regret and some, Well I was just being a young teen.

Me too.............. as the mother of a teenager now, I'm horrified at how reckless I was. I would go crazy if I learned my child were doing many of the things I did.

[Magnum Mike]

Originally Posted by L_A_Woman

Okay, well, maybe some of use still are wild, but heres one I put in another forum not long ago and I just visited there. Boy, its gotten a ton of responses, lol!
So, I'll start with one of the many mischevious things I did as a teenager, and let the rest of you have fun sharing your 'true confessions'.
This was way back, before 'caller ID' or 'star 69' or even touch tone, we were still using rotary dial phones.
We (my friend Jo and I) would call people at random, claiming to be a local radio station. We would ask the person we called to try and guess how much money is in the KKDJ 'vault' and if they were able to guess, that money would be theirs. Ironically, everyone we called 'guessed' the correct amount, lol, so we would give them directions how to get to the station KKDJ to 'collect their prize money'.
I wonder how many people drove all the way to the station to ask for their money??!!!
Your turn!

Ah, so you're the one who called and got me excited about winning the Million Dollars back then!

[brokencrayola]

OK, I did this to my brother. This was during the time when CB's became sooo popular. We had a CB base station in our apartment. My brother was in his early 20's. He and his friend would cruise around in his car with the CB on talking to anyone, BUT hoping to connect with girls to talk. Well I could hear him late one Sat. night cruising around, it was like 2 am. I thought he would recongnize my voice right away but decided to pretend I was some girl around his age. Well, he did not recognize my voice at all! We lived in an apartment bldg. with a school right next to us. Across the school yard you could see homes on the other side. I knew if I could send him to one of those homes we would be able to watch him. I talked to him for awhile, joked and pretended I was home alone with my girlfriend (so his friend had a girl too!). I said my parents were away for the weekend. I told him to come to my address (gave him the address of a house right across the school yard where I could see!) and told him to come by. I wanted to make sure he woke up the whole darn house, so I told him, ring the doorbell a number of times because we are in the back of the house and might not hear you. Well, sure enough, he showed up, we could see him walk to the front door and ring the bell. The house was all dark but after a number of rings the front porch lit up and someone came to the door. Needless to say no girls were waiting for him and he knew he had been had, and it clicked it was me in his brain. He got on that CB and said he was coming after me!!! Now I was scared and ran into my room and locked the door. Well he never did anything bad to me, but also never forgot and we still joke about it (although you can still tell it eats at him).

[Magnum Mike]

When I was in college (late 1970's through the mid 1980's) a bunch of us used to cruise around on Central Ave in Phoenix, which was the main hang-out spot for the younger crowds on Friday and Saturday nights, to show off their cars and eat at the many fast food and dining establishments that were along Central Ave back then. Anyhow, I used to hang out with 4 other guys, and we did this crazy stunt back then, where we'd get some produce, like tomatoes, carrots, leafy vegetables, and a bunch of other greens. We'd put them all in a blender, and pour in a little milk or orange juice and mix it all up in the blender, and ended up with something that didn't look too appetizing. We'd put that stuff in a container and go cruise Central to have a little fun with it. We used to pour a small amout of it in a plastic bag, and conceal the plastic bag under our shirts or jackets, then walk into restaurants, which were crowded with diners on Friday and Saturday nights. Whoever had the bag in his shirt would stand infront of a group of people, who were either sitting down and eating, or waiting to order, and pretend he was sick and about ready to throw up, by bending over and coughing, then releasing the concoction inside the plastic bag, and spilling the mess all over the floor! A lot of people got grossed out because they thought he was really throwing up, even though it wasn't real, but they didn't know it, and I guess we ruined the appetites of many people, some of whom ended up walking out!

[Visvaldis]

This is one of the funniest threads I've read in a long time. I wish I would have thought of these ideas when I was younger.

[square peg]

Back when there were local telephone operators in my town I had an overnight job at an all-night gas station one summer. I have no idea why the company stayed open all night because there were no customers. I'm not sure how it all began, but I started hanging out on the phone for hours at a time with these ladies. They were as bored as I was and used to let me listen in on peoples conversations with them. They had some pretty neat equipment to play around with.

Even when I was 18 I could make my voice sound like a very old man and be very convincing about it. So one night we decided to play a trick on the state police. I called them, with the operators listening in, and told them I was lost and confused in my best old-man voice. They asked me for the number I was calling from so I gave them a made-up number but not a complete one. They tried to keep me on the phone, but I told them it was a pay phone and I was out of change. The police immediately phoned the operators and tried to get them to trace the call but were told that I had already hung up. They (the police) were quite concerned about an old man out alone in the middle of the night.

I don't remember how it ended, but nothing ever came of it and since the operators got off work before me a couple of them stopped by with some coffee and donuts at the end of their shift and we all had a good laugh. It was a pretty good summer job.

Not saying I'm proud of this, but hey...

[square peg]

Then there was the time my college buddy and I drove home for the weekend and stole all the "Frost Heave" signs along the way. For those of you who live in warm climates: Frost heaves occur in the winter on northern roads due to ice expanding and contracting beneath the surface, creating some nasty bumps and dips in the road - and as this is only a temporary phenomena, the signs are mounted on little wooden sticks, which makes them easy targets.

My friend and I thought it would be nice to change the signs a bit and place them back where we got them on our return trip to school. The signs were cardboard on a wooden backing and pretty easy to cut and paste, so to speak. The letters didn't spell exactly what we had wanted to say so we cut some of them a bit until we got it right. On Sunday night we placed all of them back where we had gotten them - but now they read Sh1t Heaves.

We never got to appreciate our work, however, as they had all been taken down on our next trip home.

[Magnum Mike]

Originally Posted by Visvaldis

This is one of the funniest threads I've read in a long time. I wish I would have thought of these ideas when I was younger.

I think we're also inspiring some people, who'll probably end up doing the same things we're describing here!