I got pissed off at my 1 Wood and hurled it into the lake.
Nearly a six hundred dollar golf club.
Rounded the lake after a couple of holes, saw the driver floating in the water
about twenty feet out from the green.
It's cold in November, just above freezing... I took all my damn clothes off, jumped in and swam after it.
When I got back out of the lake, there was a group of four golfers at the top of the hill waiting to t-off applauding.
And my golf buddy was laughing so hard he fell out of the cart.
The stuff I've done is so crazy I wouldn't air it in public.
Umm.. I'm not proud of the craziest things i've ever done.
Well, actually, probably taking a 30 hour road trip, deciding after the car had already left, making them turn around, with only about 300 bucks, and not knowing everyone I was going with or when I would be back. With just an LL Bean backpack with a couple outfits and hygeine stuff.
That was a crazy moment.
That i'm proud of.
post on an internet forum at 4 a.m.
Heh....
I was at one of my girlie friends houses with 3 other girls. Well it was around midnight, so we decided to go in the back yard. We got a bit frisky and decided to compete against each other. 2 girls on each team, we had to undress ourselves completely [except our under garments] and switch with our partner and see what team could switch clothing the quickest. Oh boy....low and behold, guess who walks outside? My friends twin brother and all HIS guy friends. Supposedly they just came over at the last minute or something. [The parents didn't give a rip about who came and went]. So... I wasn't completely dressed...actually I was waiting for my team member to take all her clothing off so I could put it on and I was left there wearing nothing but my under garments.
So part of the school got to see my goodies and such. Thats about the most drastic thing thats happened for me to that extent.
Evading a cop while driving under the influence at college.
EDIT: I passed the field sobriety test twice. He let me go with a warning. I had had 9 mixed drinks in 2 hours.
When I traveled back in time and tried to kill Hitler.
All that was needed to make that a perfect fantasy would be to have it end in a pillow fight.
Drove six hours during a blizzard on an unplowed highway in a backwheel-drive '73 Chevy Impala when I was twenty, to be with someone I loved for Christmas.
ugh, that was stupid.
...but I succeeded.