Vicious things I've done.

Prince Of Dorkness

chadwick wrote:

corporate culture sucks nuts. i'd still leave the note on the fridge, then call for a 6am board meeting where i drew a graph or pie chart and stuck it up someone's fat ass

Ok, except I was pretty low on the pyramid there and wasn't in a position that called board meetings.

But we all deal with things in our own way.

I prefer to set up the dominoes and let someone else knock them down.

BinauralJam

:shock: I'm like a Fuckin Saint compared to you people.

Jason P

Here is a good one for any of you in college dorms ...

My buddy was having a conflict with another guy down the hall and they were engaged in an escalating series of "revenge" pranks. Anyway, my buddy peed in some plastic saucer dishes, froze them, and then popped them out so he had several pee disks the size of a 45 record. Then in the middle of the night he slid the frozen pee disks under the door .... I can only imagine the guy trying to figure out how a puddle of piss wound up in the middle of his locked room.

My buddy was prepared for a counter-attack so he blocked-off the bottom of his door the next day .... in the middle of the night he heard the guy trying to pee under his door ... apparently he lacked the same creative imagination.

Of course, this was back in the day before DNA testing, so be careful.

JonnyPistachio

Jason P wrote:

pee disks the size of a 45 record...

Jason P wrote:

...apparently he lacked the same creative imagination.

Prince Of Dorkness

Jason P wrote:

Of course, this was back in the day before DNA testing, so be careful.

So wait... you CAN dust for vomit now?

Godfather.

maaan you guy's are still talking about the evil that men do
and bragging about yer dirty deeds on the internet.......not such a good idea.

Godfather.

JOEJOEJOE

I worked at a Big 6 CPA firm in the late 90s. The culture was very harsh, and the underlings were often mistreated by the partners.

One of the underlings sought revenge against one of the partners, so he had the idea to issue a 1099 to the partner, showing he received $400,000 of income from the issuing company. Since the partner didn't really receive the income, nor did he receive a copy of the 1099, he wouldn't have reported it on his tax return. The IRS gets copies of 1099s from the issuing companies, so the partner would eventually get a letter from the IRS, showing that he owed $156,000 in additional taxes because of the extra $400,000 in unreported income.

White Collar revenge!

Lizard

BinauralJam wrote:

:shock: I'm like a Fuckin Saint compared to you people.

that's what I'm thinking!!!

Prince Of Dorkness

JOEJOEJOE wrote:

I worked at a Big 6 CPA firm in the late 90s. The culture was very harsh, and the underlings were often mistreated by the partners.

One of the underlings sought revenge against one of the partners, so he had the idea to issue a 1099 to the partner, showing he received $400,000 of income from the issuing company. Since the partner didn't really receive the income, nor did he receive a copy of the 1099, he wouldn't have reported it on his tax return. The IRS gets copies of 1099s from the issuing companies, so the partner would eventually get a letter from the IRS, showing that he owed $156,000 in additional taxes because of the extra $400,000 in unreported income.

White Collar revenge!

Wow... that's cold.

I know a guy who was living with a guy he figured out was conning him... stealing from him and defrauding him, had a secret phone in his name that had a HUGE bill, took out a credit card in my friend's name, was living rent-free in my friend's apartment ("Oh, I'll get that to you next month...") but getting him out of there would take a while and the guy was the type who'd trash everything or steal a bunch of stuff if he was evicted.

Well, my friend gets his tax return. Pretty big check.. for about $4,000. He asks the grifter "can you do me a favor? I need you to cash this for me, my bank won't do it." Tells him "If you cash this through your bank for me, you can keep $500 of it," hands him the check in an envelope. Well the guy gets dollar-signs on his eyes and says that YES, he'll do it. He gets to the bank, realizes that my friend "forgot" to cash the check. He calls him at home and my friend says "Oh shit... OK... just you copy my signature on there so you don't have to come all the way home." Which he does.

He comes home, hands my friend the $3500 in cash and keeps the $500 for himself.

My friend waits about 2 weeks, calls the police and reports that his room mate has stolen his Government-issued check, forged the signature and deposited it in the bank himself, stealing the money.

He did 4 years for fraud. Oh dear.

Byrnzie

Here's one: I was at a street party when I was 16 years old and some bloke in his 40's or 50's ruffed me up because I stepped on his lawn. It was a busy street party in a narrow cul-de-sac and there was little room to move, so everyone was stepping on lawns, but this bloke was probably a bit drunk and decided to show-off to his wife or something by grabbing hold of me, and slamming me up against a lamp-post and making a big scene to show how tough he was.
Anyway, about a week later me and a friend paid a visit to his house at about 4am. We walked down the alley at the back of his house and delivered two bricks through his bedroom windows whilst him and his wife were sleeping.
I know he knew it was me that did it but there was fuck-all he could do about it.

I also took a milk bottle from outside his front door early one morning that the postman had left for him, took the lid off, poured some of the milk out, pissed in it, and then replaced the lid. I actually did this on more than one occasion.

Moral of this story: Don't fuck with 16 year olds - especially if they know where you live.

chadwick

Byrnzie wrote:

Here's one: I was at a street party when I was 16 years old and some bloke in his 40's or 50's ruffed me up because I stepped on his lawn. It was a busy street party in a narrow cul-de-sac and there was little room to move, so everyone was stepping on lawns, but this bloke was probably a bit drunk and decided to show-off to his wife or something by grabbing hold of me, and slamming me up against a lamp-post and making a big scene to show how tough he was by picking on a 16 year old.
Anyway, about a week later me and a friend paid a visit to his house at about 4am. We walked down the alley at the back of his house and delivered two bricks through his bedroom windows whilst him and his wife were sleeping.
I know he knew it was me that did it but there was fuck-all he could do about it. Loser!

why grown ass men pick on kids is beyond me. had a dude come after me while i was on my dirtbike. all i done was a cookie/doughnut turn around in the gravel up above his place of employment. anyhow, he zipped up the road to me, got out of his truck and grabbed onto me and my motorcycle, shouting, "im dragging you and your bike down the hill behind my truck with a chain"

i told him to fuck himself. i told him fuck you, prick.

he said he was calling the police. i called him a snitchin' pussy cop lover. ( i was about 15 with no motorcycle or car license.)

he said he was going to grab a chain out of his truck bed and for me not to move.
the entire time he's shaking red mad and shaking my bike holding onto my handlebars

when he let go and went for the chain, i started the bike up and zipped off to my buddy's place.
he did call the cops who came down and did zero.

he is a piece of shit

oddly enough he also throttled one of my friends a few years earlier for drinking with his son.
my friend was like 14... picked Jay up by his throat and shook him
wish i could kick him in the balls

Hugh Freaking Dillon

Prince Of Dorkness wrote:

Wow... that's cold.

I know a guy who was living with a guy he figured out was conning him... stealing from him and defrauding him, had a secret phone in his name that had a HUGE bill, took out a credit card in my friend's name, was living rent-free in my friend's apartment ("Oh, I'll get that to you next month...") but getting him out of there would take a while and the guy was the type who'd trash everything or steal a bunch of stuff if he was evicted.

Well, my friend gets his tax return. Pretty big check.. for about $4,000. He asks the grifter "can you do me a favor? I need you to cash this for me, my bank won't do it." Tells him "If you cash this through your bank for me, you can keep $500 of it," hands him the check in an envelope. Well the guy gets dollar-signs on his eyes and says that YES, he'll do it. He gets to the bank, realizes that my friend "forgot" to cash the check. He calls him at home and my friend says "Oh shit... OK... just you copy my signature on there so you don't have to come all the way home." Which he does.

He comes home, hands my friend the $3500 in cash and keeps the $500 for himself.

My friend waits about 2 weeks, calls the police and reports that his room mate has stolen his Government-issued check, forged the signature and deposited it in the bank himself, stealing the money.

He did 4 years for fraud. Oh dear.

this is only getting better. so you are "friends" with a guy who framed someone into going to prison and ruining their life? REALLY? REALLY? PLEASE TELL ME YOU MADE THIS UP.

chadwick

Hugh Freaking Dillon wrote:

Prince Of Dorkness wrote:

Wow... that's cold.

I know a guy who was living with a guy he figured out was conning him... stealing from him and defrauding him, had a secret phone in his name that had a HUGE bill, took out a credit card in my friend's name, was living rent-free in my friend's apartment ("Oh, I'll get that to you next month...") but getting him out of there would take a while and the guy was the type who'd trash everything or steal a bunch of stuff if he was evicted.

Well, my friend gets his tax return. Pretty big check.. for about $4,000. He asks the grifter "can you do me a favor? I need you to cash this for me, my bank won't do it." Tells him "If you cash this through your bank for me, you can keep $500 of it," hands him the check in an envelope. Well the guy gets dollar-signs on his eyes and says that YES, he'll do it. He gets to the bank, realizes that my friend "forgot" to cash the check. He calls him at home and my friend says "Oh shit... OK... just you copy my signature on there so you don't have to come all the way home." Which he does.

He comes home, hands my friend the $3500 in cash and keeps the $500 for himself.

My friend waits about 2 weeks, calls the police and reports that his room mate has stolen his Government-issued check, forged the signature and deposited it in the bank himself, stealing the money.

He did 4 years for fraud. Oh dear.

this is only getting better. so you are "friends" with a guy who framed someone into going to prison and ruining their life? REALLY? REALLY? PLEASE TELL ME YOU MADE THIS UP.

yeah i agree
why not just beat his ass and throw him out?
simple and its over

ruining someone's life is pretty fucked up stuff
besides it's only money, who gives a fuck?

that's why i don't make for a good dope dealer
everyone owns me
that costs $$$big money in some cases
aint no thing

move on and chalk it up to learning and goodtimes
retire from it safe and sound
leaving everyone scratchin' their heads

Prince Of Dorkness

Hugh Freaking Dillon wrote:

this is only getting better. so you are "friends" with a guy who framed someone into going to prison and ruining their life? REALLY? REALLY? PLEASE TELL ME YOU MADE THIS UP.

You're going to feel sorry for a con man who took out fake credit cards in a man's name and charged them to the max, made phone charges in his name and was using him for free rent?

OK.

If you ask me, the guy deserved just what he got.

Prince Of Dorkness

chadwick wrote:

yeah i agree
why not just beat his ass and throw him out?
simple and its over

I'll blame it on my youth.

I'm short. 5'6".

And gay. No secret.

Which means I got bullied mercilessly in grade school through to high school. And I had no recourse. I wasn't able to "beat" anyone's "ass" because there was one of me and eight of them (who were all much bigger than me). Bullies are cowards and they travel in packs. If I went to the principal about it, I was told I was a "cry baby" or that it wasn't his problem.

So I had to find ways to get people to get themselves.

And this way, I don't have to get my hands dirty. So... it's much more fun for me.

gimmesometruth27

mikepegg44 wrote:

I wouldn't feel too bad about either
As to your first story, my muay thai coach tells me in a self defense situation, always make sure the person cannot chase after you. up to and including putting the person out. I had a friend mauled from behind because of just that. he didn't incapacitate the person and he got up, chased him down and stuck him with a knife. You just never know what someone who is willing to gang beat a someone over a spilled beer. I would actually hold my head high if I did what you did in your situation.

if you are too dumb to tap you deserve your arm to be broken. Plain and simple. Hard lesson to learn, but now he can go back to his gym and everyone will call him tough for it so he at least gained some legend status. So actually you could look at it like you did him a favor.

an ass kicking take no prisoners liberal...I love it. Have any fights on YouTube? I still can't get the guts up to get in the cage, with my daughter to take care of, I just got scared about dumb freak injuries...and if you are scared about getting hurt it is only a matter of time until you do.

you are right. i shouldn't feel bad, but it still bothers me that i kicked a downed opponent. looking back i did the right thing, just as you said. had he gotten up and pulled a knife or something i would have had to live with letting him get up for the rest of my life. this was the first bar fight i had been in, so i was a little undisciplined and did not know what to expect or what would happen. my main priority was getting my boys out of there unhurt and unarrested lol...i guess i did not do too bad because i was always one of those kids that was very timid and got picked on alot as a kid. as i got older i was a hockey player so i got into my share of scraps but would rather win by scoring goals than kicking some guy's ass and messing up my hands on his cage. i never really knew how to fight. my dad was a state final four wrestler in high school but he never forced me to wrestle or taught me much in regard to self defense. he wanted me to use my head and get out of those potentially dangerous situations. he was a take no prisoners vitenam vet liberal as well, so that rubbed off on me i guess...but it made me an awkward wuss... i never knew that something as simple as an accidently spilled beer would make someone want to beat another person senseless...as i got a little older and had success as a hockey player, football player, and later a collegiate baseball player and i gradually learned a little self defense. i had no intention of ever being a fighter.

see, the guy was dumb enough not to tap. he was a right handed fighter and when he was in my guard i grabbed that right wrist and just went for it. i had that armbar in so damn deep there was nothing he could do. i remember arching my back and feeling my cup digging into his tricep tendon. i know it hurt like a bitch. i had my left leg across his face and neck and my right leg across his chest holding him there, and my quads were squeezing his arm as well. it was textbook. as i hyperextended his elbow i could feel that my belly was not going to let me crank on it, so i kind of rolled to my right side a bit and just torqued it, then it popped and i felt that pop run up from my legs to my hands. i let him go before the ref could separate us. it felt good to me because this guy had beaten me several months before so i avenged the loss. but i did not want to hurt him. nobody ever became a hero by not tapping and taking an injury. the funny thing is this guy had thought he earned legend status in his gym but his reputation was that of a loudmouth douche, so guys in his gym told guys in my gym to tell me that they thought it was cool that i shut the guy up lol...

i got into mma on a lark. i had friends that were wrestlers that wanted to get into mma and they needed a bigger guy to roll with and train with. i became that bigger guy by default. when it came time for them to actually get in the cage they all had some sort of nagging injury or some sort of excuse and none of them actually ever fought. it was found that i had some talent at it and the light heavyweights and heavyweights i trained with actually got pretty good and the natural transition was for all of us to get in the cage. i had never been a wrestler so i was quite comfortable with stand up and working for submissions from my back. i never panicked and worried about getting pinned, which messed with wrestlers a lot of the time. that gave me an advantage on the ground. i ended up with a record of 11-3 and avenged all 3 of my losses, so i was happy with that. there is nothing on youtube for me, mainly because i did not want my fights on there because i have a young nephew and did not want him to see his uncle kicking someone's ass, or getting beat up. i could probably send some emails and try to get some footage though. for me it got to the point that i had done all that i could do without getting very serious and going for more regional events, and being at an advanced age (33) for an amatuer i stopped and did not go any further,...some guys i trained with got very serious and began to train with matt hughes and robbie lawler at the h.i.t squad, but by that time i was burnt out. i never had a serious injury, more nagging things like back issues and a shoulder problem here and there but aside from your occasional set of sutures i never really got hurt. i know guys that had some serious injuries, dislocations, fractures, concussions, etc, all of them "freak" injuries, but luckily i got out if it all in one piece.

you are right mike, if you think about and worry about an injury it will happen to you. i am a single man with no kids, i was just living for myself and fighting because i liked the competition. if i were in your situation i would have quit much earlier. with your kid you have too much to risk and too much to lose. you need to keep that in mind and think about that. you don't want to get into a situation where you can get hurt and not work. nobody is paying us a million bucks to step into the cage, so nothing is worth risking your health and making yourself disabled with a child. looking back i was very VERY lucky i got out of it when i did.

chadwick

Prince Of Dorkness wrote:

chadwick wrote:

yeah i agree
why not just beat his ass and throw him out?
simple and its over

I'll blame it on my youth.

I'm short. 5'6".

And gay. No secret.

Which means I got bullied mercilessly in grade school through to high school. And I had no recourse. I wasn't able to "beat" anyone's "ass" because there was one of me and eight of them (who were all much bigger than me). Bullies are cowards and they travel in packs. If I went to the principal about it, I was told I was a "cry baby" or that it wasn't his problem.

So I had to find ways to get people to get themselves.

And this way, I don't have to get my hands dirty. So... it's much more fun for me.

(beings we're being honest and well open here...)

i'd have been your bud in school, maybe, depends. not your boy friend type bud, no. my brothers and i enjoyed fighting a lot. we rode the rich kids bus, we weren't like them by a longshot. daily on the bus or at school was a battle in most cases. rarely were the 3 of us on the bus together due to one or all of us being kicked off for a week or so. we lived 5 miles from town and we had to walk it or ride bikes to school.

bullies are terrible. i do appreaciate your ways in some cases, pretty witty yet not very up front about it. i'd rather have a physical confrontation, i enjoy blood and pain for some reason.

my 2 brothers and me fought almost daily with each others and whomever, we didn't bully others. funny thing is bullies avoided us like the plague. and after a few years we owned the town which grew to the owning of the county then state, then the region. :twisted: :evil: :twisted: chad ryan dustin

i am sorry you were picked on. wish we had a time machine. i'd come rescue you and get myself bloody and beat up a bit and smile about it

yes i am nuts
this explains why i am a wreck physically and mentally

years later...poetry found and saved me from my own destruction... which isn't totally over either

R.I.P. my brother

Byrnzie

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Jeanwah

Byrnzie wrote:

What does the red star on the icon next to this thread mean?

It means you posted in this thread.

Jeanwah

Lizard wrote:

BinauralJam wrote:

:shock: I'm like a Fuckin Saint compared to you people.

that's what I'm thinking!!!

Yeah, I'm with you guys.

I don't really understand the bragging about cutting other people down, and just plain cruelty. That's not what PJ fans were about, I thought! We're supposed to be good people! The reason I love the fans is because we're actually NOT assholes!

...or I thought, anyway. :?