The Fuckitist's Night Out

It all started when Teilon, Jody, George, Tiffany, Cheryl, Jason, and I decided to drive to Plamondon. We went to a restaurant there where we drank a lot of coffee and sugar. We then got the idea to drive on some back roads. We reached a house where Jody, Teilon, George, Jason, and I snuck up to and seen a truck in the driveway. We opened the door on the truck and seen a gun. We stole the gun. Then we started to drive back to Boyle. On the way back Jody, Teilon, Jason, George, and I got the idea to stop and spray paint the church in Atmore. After finishing that we started to drive back to Boyle (Again). On the way back Tiffany, Cheryl, Jody, Jason, George, and I got the idea to spray paint the school. We finished that up and finally made it back to Boyle. A couple weeks later Jody and I found out that someone had ratted to the cops and we were being charged and only us. When I found out I was at my ex-girlfriend�s house and Jody phoned to say he had been arrested and that I was to be questioned. That night I just about killed Jason and Edgar. Jason because he made the mistake of almost saying that he had ratted as a joke. Edgar almost died because he was drunk and being a complete retard. It didn�t help that I was more pissed off than I�d ever been in my whole life. It ended up that Jody and I each got three letters of apology, a two hundred and fifty word essay on �My Hopes and Goals for the Future�, and a $980 fine.
Moral: When I find the motherfucker that ratted I�m going to slowly cut pieces off of them until they finally die in extreme pain.

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