re: Admit something horrible

There used to be this dirty lady and her son or husband that we always saw around town.
We called the Lady Roach lady as her car had roaches crawling all over it and they were just odd.
One day we saw their car parked at Delchamps and followed them home.

After getting their address we decided to prank them.

We had a wild friend who had bad ADD we used to get him to do dumb shite like poop on people's cars we didn't like.
We got said Friend to take a can of black spray paint that we relabled as Roach spray and go and act like a sales man and sell it to them.

It worked. Next day we drove by and there was spray paint on their car. I guess it took them a while to figure it wasn't paint.

We then took the wheelchair they had out front like a lawn chair and pulled it behind the 5.0 we were in with friend in it.

A few days later in crime reports a stolen wheelchair worth $600 was reported.
So we returned it in the middle of the night.

The man confronted my friend who then picked up a damn bowling ball that was in the front yard and yelled "Strike" and threw it through their front door.

We never messed with them again and I was just the guy in the back seat but I always felt bad.

They were just dirty hoarders with mental illness and we were punk arse teenagers.



The worst thing I ever personally did.
A friend put a "gay pride" sticker on my new car and I drove with it for two days. Pissed off I took one off his cigarettes and emptied it out. I took a bottle rocket and broke the stick and exolosive tip off then repacked it and put it back in the pack.
About four hours later we are sitting outside talking. All of the sudden you hear the woosh of a bottle rocket. My friend gets up screaming with smoke coming out his mouth. He was spitting up blood. Pissed off. So I said "that motherfricker Mole was playing with your cigarettes".(mole was the neighborhood dealer, much older than everyone else and I knew he wouldn't confront him. Mole used to bully Jeff in high school. So it was an obvious choice )(I'm 8 years younger than them)

So til this fricking day my friend brings up that time Mole put a firework in his mouth and how much an a-hole he was.