Chlorine Bombs Gone Wrong
by Andrew D.
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Its 4 o'clock on a nice April day in Las Vegas, Nevada there are 4 people in my car and we have nothing to do. An idea came up about these people that we always fuck with <-(long story why) that lives in my girlfriends neighborhood. So I thought it would be a good idea because I would get to see my girl and entertain some bored people. On the way to my girlfriends house we decide to use a chlorine bomb and a cone for a "blast".
We get to the peoples' house and my friend gets out of my car with the cone and the bomb. He prepares the materials outside of the car but little did we know there was a family down the street two or three houses was standing outside fiddle faddleing around. While the explosive's reactants were mixing, my friend discontinues using his brain and accidentally runs around to the wrong side of my car (I don't know how this happened he is just an idiot). By the time he runs a full lap around my car the car the bomb went off. The cone went blasting at least 8 feet in the air and the family stood with their mouths open. At this time I'm guessing those bitches down the street got my licence plate number. We drove away laughing hysterically not knowing what was going to happen and continued our lives normally.
The next day came and my girl friend called me up in the middle of class telling me that her math teacher, that I sold my last house to, got a visit from the police and the police were asking for me. I guess I forgot to register my car for my new house. Her math teacher being the dumbfuck he is told the police where my girlfriend lives. (she only lives a couple blocks down) So you can guess where the police were when she came home. She gave me away, she gave in to the police bullshit threats.
The police arrive at my home at 3:00 a.m. Boy were my parents glad to see them. I was awoken by a police man grabbing me and flipping me and putting me in cuffs. I was brought to the police station and put into the holding tank after a cavity search. 2 hours later I was taken out of the holding tank. They then tell me my court date and what crimes I am affiliated with. These include but are not limited to; terrorism, 2 counts of property damage (the cone and the car were damaged), endangerment of the public, larson (because of the god damn government owned cone), and a noise disturbance (because of the blast noise, what bitches) and the cops said if I was uncooperative with they would add more. So now I am sitting here thinking about how much shit I have to deal with, with my parents (they are selling my car) and how much I am gonna have to fucking pay the government for a little fun. Some shit.
Moral of the Story: Think Before You Blast
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