james_chappo
Neurotic To The Bone
Just interested to see all those interesting stories out there!Here's one to start off, its not the best story - but atleast its true =P!
I had a a series of parties when my parents went away for 3 days in the holidays.
I took so many precautions so as to not get caught. I put labelled ash trays out, i made signs to inform people where to smoke & where the toilet is, I wrote down on a notepad the exact location of furniture and appliances before the party and moved them back into place afterwards, i made sure there were no spills or stains on the carpet, i made sure the petrol in the car was as close as possible to the amount it was when they left (i took the car out when i was only on my l's lol) and i but everything in rubbish bags and dumped them in other people's bins. And you know what - i still fucking got caught!I thought there were only three possible ways of getting caught. 1. Neighbours 2. The smell of cigarettes in the car (courtesy of my mate who smokes like a muffler) 3. A broken pool cue.
The neighbours didn't notice (i don't know how lol), I managed to spray enough air freshner and ventilate the car enough to remove the smell and i glued the pool cue back together (which apparently my brother had already broken - so someone had obviously just broken it in the same place). You know how i got caught. The day of the party I got mail - and i threw the envelope in one of the rubbish bags. I thought nothing of it until two days after my family got back.
It was quite ironic - earlier that day i went mountain bike riding with some mates and my brother tagged along - their were some nervous moments with my mates almost giving away the party several times (boy i came up with some good cover stories). Anyway late that afternoon - two 80 yr old men rock up at my house - my mum answers the door. They hold up a bunch of rubbish bags and say - we're just wondering why your rubbish is in our bin - we found an old envelope in there so we know where it's from. Then i was in big trouble =(!
I had a a series of parties when my parents went away for 3 days in the holidays.
I took so many precautions so as to not get caught. I put labelled ash trays out, i made signs to inform people where to smoke & where the toilet is, I wrote down on a notepad the exact location of furniture and appliances before the party and moved them back into place afterwards, i made sure there were no spills or stains on the carpet, i made sure the petrol in the car was as close as possible to the amount it was when they left (i took the car out when i was only on my l's lol) and i but everything in rubbish bags and dumped them in other people's bins. And you know what - i still fucking got caught!I thought there were only three possible ways of getting caught. 1. Neighbours 2. The smell of cigarettes in the car (courtesy of my mate who smokes like a muffler) 3. A broken pool cue.
The neighbours didn't notice (i don't know how lol), I managed to spray enough air freshner and ventilate the car enough to remove the smell and i glued the pool cue back together (which apparently my brother had already broken - so someone had obviously just broken it in the same place). You know how i got caught. The day of the party I got mail - and i threw the envelope in one of the rubbish bags. I thought nothing of it until two days after my family got back.
It was quite ironic - earlier that day i went mountain bike riding with some mates and my brother tagged along - their were some nervous moments with my mates almost giving away the party several times (boy i came up with some good cover stories). Anyway late that afternoon - two 80 yr old men rock up at my house - my mum answers the door. They hold up a bunch of rubbish bags and say - we're just wondering why your rubbish is in our bin - we found an old envelope in there so we know where it's from. Then i was in big trouble =(!
