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Originally Posted by OMG!WTF!
So this one time we stole a few dozen real estate agent signs and stuck them all on some loser kid's lawn and took a bunch of pictures. That's not really too crazy but twenty five years later I ended up becoming a realtor in Calgary and my first ever deal was with a woman who's sign is front and center in one of those pictures with me draped all over it like a moron trying not to spill my 40 of OE. I thought she would have laughed about it a bit more.
Then this other time I got a wicked fake ID and was staying in a hotel room by myself. So I got really hammered and threw up all over the bed in the middle of the night. Of course I had to ditch the evidence....pukey sheets...down the stair well where no one would ever be able to piece that puzzle together. But I forgot that hotel room doors locked automatically. So I had to take the elevator down to the lobby in my underwear covered in barf, walk up to the front desk, stand in line and ask for a key.
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I had a fake ID as well. Well it was my brother's actual ID, but he lent it to me so I could get into an 18+ show when I was 16 and I just told him I lost it. Loved that thing. The picture was my brother, but it was taken in such a way that just looked like 'generic young dude'. All my friends could get away with using it.