http://www.myinsanestories.com/http://www.rssboard.org/rss-specificationMyInsaneStories is a place in the web where you can post your insane stories, read other insane stories, comment on them, and rate them.It's so simple, you don't need to sign up or login to post your stories.(c) 2010 My Insane Stories. Created and Managed by Joel Capillo and Kyle Soltan. So it was this one night right, i remember it like ithttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=214Ben DoverPimpin Hoess257Thu, 02 Feb 2012 19:17:56 GMTSuspense is the essence of entertainment; its absence takes away a lot from the entertainment factor. To unfold an unknown world, an unheard story and to meet sheer strangers on screen is always fun. Spoilers do spoil the fun somewhat, but being just reflections of the overall theme of a movie, they do ignite that pre-release curiosity. So, as long as you limit your innate inclinations to the trailers, when you hit a theatre to watch a movie, it is sure to offer you full-on entertainment. But thhttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=213NaftisNot Available0294Fri, 30 Sep 2011 03:32:33 GMTGot my first blumpkin todahttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=212EzekialChico2456Fri, 26 Aug 2011 08:59:12 GMTThis one time I did some things that didn't involve http://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=211AnonymousNot Available1357Tue, 16 Aug 2011 01:33:35 GMTit was my 18 bday and my friends decided to eat some shrooms. i hoped on the band wagon. it was a lovely night of colors and pretty things, me face down on the pavement looking at pink and teal paintings(yea not really there) later we were on a veranda and my friend was sitting on the edge of it (gooned out of course) the ledge was atleast 10ft high. she fell backwards and hit a trashttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=210AnonymousNot Available2377Thu, 07 Jul 2011 22:26:04 GMTWell when was in fifth grade we went of a Field Trip to Asheboro Zoo. We went on a Charter Bus, it had a bathroom, tv's, air conditioning any thing you could imigane.Well it took 3 hours to get there and 3 hours to get back. On the way back i had tohttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=209Madison MarloweChase Middle2654Thu, 30 Jun 2011 18:39:04 GMTAt night, I didn't have my dinner and I even didn't bother to have it. Everything in my mind was going wrong as I was only able to think about Kohistan House!! The word popped again and again in my mind when I thought to do something else to keep me busy but I was unable to. At the bed time, I didn’t feel to sleep because of the excitement. I was even unable to close my eyes to sleep as the word “Kohistan House” popped again and again in my mind. I was really curious to go and visit one of the places of my favorite book “The Mystery of the Aagnee Ruby.” I thought of many ideas to get rid of the word for a while, I thought of many ideas, I know you are thinking I should try books but I didn’t had any book except The Mystery of the Aagnee Ruby, which would make the word popped again and again. After 2 hours the “diary” came into my mind which was a right idea to get rid of the excitement and the word for a while. I took out my diary and turn to a page and started to write about the excitement, I got the habit of writing diary when our English teacher told about her habit of writinghttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=208Qasim HafeezBeacon House School System4637Wed, 15 Jun 2011 03:17:50 GMTFeb 19 , 2008 I woke up early that next morning. Not because I was awake, but because the events of the previous day had finally hit me like a stoning of a whore in Afghanistan. I was hangover as shit, and I now realized the effects of my situation. I realized now I had no car, I was down about 5 grand and I was now facing some serious charges in court. I wasn’t so much worried about me doing time or the money I had lost and was about to lose on lawyer fees, but more worried about people finding out about the new found situation I was in. You see smart criminals associate themselves with other smart criminals. Until yesterday, I was a smart criminal. Now that I got this charge, people who are cautious are gonna be nervous around me. There are two reasons for staying away from someone who just got caught. One being that you are a heat bag. Meaning that you have captured the eye of the police and could be carrying heat around you from the cops. This heat can be transferred to associates and other people around you. In the criminal world when you got that heat, it’s best to take a break and cool down. If not for the safety of you but for the safety of others. The next reason why people don’t like coming around you after you get arrested is because people think you could be a snitch. I didn’t snitch, and would rather be tortured for years then give up somebody. (whether they were a friend or enemy)…. But not everybody knows how loyal I am to the cause, so naturally people are cautious around people who just got booked. I also realized that on my release papers that I received at the police station, it said I was forbidden from leaving the country without consent from a judge. It looks like my family reunion in Venezuela would have to be postponed. Telling this to my little senorita down south was gonna be tough. But I guess I’ll find out if she is really down for me. Knowing that we won’t be seeing each other for a little while will allow me to test her loyaltyhttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=207mike jonesNot Available4513Fri, 13 May 2011 14:07:57 GMTFeb 18 2008 MIKE “hey man, where are you? Are we doing this or what?” LLOYD “Ya of course. I’m just getting the money together. You can just head up now if you want.” MIKE “Alright, I’m on my way, don’t waste my time. I’ll be there in a few hours. I’ll call you when I’m close.” I replied anxious yet nervous that this deal was going down. LLOYD “cool… I’m waiting.” I remember hanging up the phone and putting on my jacket feeling nervous as I walked out my door and got into my car to head 4 hours north of Toronto. I was still a bit hung-over from my previous night of drinking and doing drugs so I ignored the uneasy feeling in my stomach and summed it up to me just needing some food to soak up the booze. I decided to stop at a restaurant before I hit the highway. I grabbed a sandwich and coffee. As I was sipping on my coffee I looked across the table where I was sitting and seen a cute elderly couple around the age of 75 talking. I don’t know what they were talking about and I really didn’t care but I continued to stare at them. At one point the man of the couple locked eyes with me as he gazed over the other customers in the room. OLD CUTE MAN “ Hey there son, I bet that coffee tastes good on a cold day like today.’’ MIKE “Sure does. Keeps me feeling nice and in the race!” I reply and give off a fake chuckle as I say it. By now both people are looking at me like I’m such a fine young man. That nervous feeling is gone but has been replaced by awkwardness since I don’t know what else to say to this couple. I can’t stand feeling awkward, so I chug my coffee and offer a good day to the nice elder couple and walk to my car. As I walked to my car I wondered if they would be so cheery to me if they knew what I had in my glove box. The trip up to northern Ontario was always enjoyable for me. I was a city boy but I loved the country. I don’t know exactly why. Maybe because I could drive past thousands of people in five minutes where I came fromhttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=206mike jonesNot Available3310Thu, 12 May 2011 20:50:03 GMTOne time, me and my friends were eating lunch. Well, my friend Logan suggested we play a singing game. She juged and me, Morgon, Julia, Marcus, and Ashley sang. When it was sadly Julia's turn, she chose to sing the song Big Green Tractor. Her voice cracked like CRAZY! We laughed and joked at that voice. When http://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=205MackenzieRutherfordton3525Sat, 07 May 2011 18:15:37 GMTAs we all know living with roommates has its ups and downs, things get left behind, damages done, and remarkable stories to tell. I somehow managed to inherit this gigantic gas bbq, cool right? if it worked, yes that would be cool. Unfortunately it did not. With the final days of my lease approaching I needed to find something to do with this massive BBQ. My roomie posted an on craigslist to try and get someone to pick it up. With my boyfriends ingeniousness we decided to put a for FREE sign on the bbq and put it out by the road. mind you, i lived on a very busy street and this beinhttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=203AnonymousNot Available4432Mon, 02 May 2011 23:44:38 GMTThe typical college idea of a good night is waking up hung over and not knowing where you are or what happened. I thought this to be the case, however I discovered you don’t have to wake up; you can just simply stay up because your in jail. It is said 75% of communication is nonverbal. My goal; to bluntly insult people in such a way they do not feel any hostility toward me. Even though I am calling them a fucking douche bag, the douche bag still wants to buy me a drink. This story I semi accomplished my goal of being able to insult, and people still wanting to talk to me. Maybe I was just shit-housed and thought everybody thought I was god. Regardless of what people think I am an Asshole. I don’t have respect for myself so it is easy to not respect others, more so women. This is the story of why I don’t drink monster and sky vodka. Its three on a Saturday afternoon in Chico California. What else can a 22 year old student do? Let’s go to the liquor store and see what is on sale. As it turns out, monster was buy one get one free and the sky was half of it’s normal price. That was simple enough. Now we have a problem; its 3:30PM and I have nothing to do. So throwing away all responsibility and social regard; I start drinking. I started off drinking lightly, then I moved quickly into combative drinking. For those of you who are not familiar with “combative drinking”, basically involves attacking your beverage. My only problem was that I had moved into combative drinking mode too early. By eight I am beyond reasoning. I start to seek out buddies that wish to continue my aggressive drinking at the bars. I am successful, we begin our drunken stumble to further increase our drunkenness. We arrive at the bar and I wish to continue my drinking schedule. I order shots and beers. I notice a particular attractive blonde that happened to be sitting next to me. So what do I do? I decide at this point I am a semi-professional golfer with two top ten finishes on some butt fuchttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=186AnonymousNot Available4535Thu, 14 Apr 2011 12:33:33 GMTWhile waiting to pick up a friend at the airport in Portland, Oregon, I had one of those life changing experiences that you hear other people talk about, the kind that sneaks up on you unexpectedly. This one occurred a mere two feet away from me. Straining to locate my friend among the passengers deplaning through the jet way, I noticed a man coming toward me carrying two light bags. He stopped right next to me to greet his family. First he motioned to his youngest son (maybe six years old) as he laid down his bags. They gave each other a long, loving hug. As they separated enough to look in each other's face, I heard the father say, "It's so good to see you, son. I missed you so much!" His son smiled somewhat shyly, averted his eyes and replied softly, "Me, too, Dad!" Then the man stood up, gazed in the eyes of his oldest son (maybe nine or ten) and while cupping his son's face in his hands said, "You're already quite the young man. I love you very much, Zach!" They too hugged a most loving, tender hug. While this was happening, a baby girl (perhaps one or one-and-a-half) was squirming excitedly in her mother's arms, never once taking her little eyes off the wonderful sight of her returning father. The man said, "Hi, baby girl!" as he gently took the child from her mother. He quickly kissed her face all over and then held her close to his chest while rocking her from side to side. The little girl instantly relaxed and simply laid hhttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=175FutureramaUniversity of Oregon4752Thu, 07 Apr 2011 10:45:36 GMTSo it was December 31, 2008 and I was home from college. My cousin had told me that her friends were having a new year's party at her friends house and she wanted me to join. So I said sure of course, who would deny a new years party? I went to Del Taco to eat dinner so that I wouldn't be drinking on a empty stomach. Then my cousin and I go to her friends house in Laguna Niguel in Orange County. Her friends parents were out of town so it was the perfect location for a great party. There were all kinds of drinks there... a lot of vodka, jello shots, a ton of beer and much more. We start the night out playing kings cup and beer pong and just having a lot of fun waiting for the new year to arrive. I am drinking a ton and I'm feeling good. My cousin and I play beer pong together against others and win a few games. So this sounds like any other usual party right? Well it started to get a little hazy from here. I hear people saying things like, "You guys http://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=173ZultanChico State2521Thu, 24 Mar 2011 10:05:23 GMTSo it was New Years Eve and my friends and I were hanging out, having a good time, and throwing a couple drinks back. The night was filled with beer pong, other various drinking games, and a lot of tequila sunrise. As to be expected from that kind of behavior things got a little out of control. Slowing but surely the night was spinning more out of hand. Hilarious pictures were being taken of all our drunk faces and crazy behavior. More and more alcohol was being wasted clumsily by being spilled all over the floor. The kitchen was soon abandoned due to the fact that we couldn't walk there without our shoes, socks or feet sticking to the floor. One friend, who is an angry and loud drunk, started running around and screaming and kept disappearing throughout the night. Then the fun was interrupted by a few friends becoming http://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=172AnonymousNot Available4327Tue, 22 Mar 2011 12:50:57 GMTBack in college, I was a real good student. I always got good grades and never dropped a class. I always focused myself on my studies and never gave way on peer pressure or something distracting. One day, me and my mom had an argument. I really hated her that day so I went to my friend's dorm to have somebody listen to my complaints and nagging. I didn't know that my friend was having a pot session that time. So when I entered her room, I immediately smelled something different. Theyhttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=171Lady BugNot Available2645Sun, 13 Mar 2011 20:26:44 GMTAlright real talk, me and my boy are doing accounting homework for days and we finally done. damn boy what shall we do now, hmmmm.... well it is a thursday night so what else to do but get high right. So http://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=170JKTostedChico State4560Thu, 10 Mar 2011 04:37:27 GMTHere I am sitting next to this kid named kyle. He is an estoute young man who is very determined and likes to work hard for everything he does and achieves. He sits next to the whttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=169AnonymousChico State4286Thu, 10 Mar 2011 03:32:56 GMTOne day after countless times asking my uncle to take me to go off roading in his old truck, He finally gave in and surprised me! He took me to Hollister Hills in the central valley and It was a great summer day. Not knowing what to expect but keeping an open mind and embracing the fact that anything could happen. He whips the truck around a corner and moves up a hill and towards the top of the mountain. We eventually made it to the top and all I kept thinking about is how fast and intense it was about to be as we went zooming down the mountain. It was super bumpy and there was different paths you could takehttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=168Joe FroggerChico State4345Thu, 10 Mar 2011 02:59:08 GMTWarning: This story might induce gagging so if you can't tolerate grossness, please don't continue reading. Once upon time, there was a boy named Dylan. Dylan spent his life in a remote country as in no technology can reach. He never saw a cellphone, never drove a car, never used a computer, never used some hi-tech stuffs etc.. He was born in the forest and his parents home-schooled him. But Dylan knew how to read, knew how to count, knew how to talk in English or to communicate with other people. In other words, you can never sell Dylan. The only thing was he never had a chance to set foot on a city. One day, Dylan packed up his stuffs and decided to go down to the city. As soon as he reached the city, he was amazed by the glowing lights from the buildings and the ever-constantly changing sounds from the car horns and traffic. So Dylan decided to stay for the night and rent a room in a motel. While in the room, Dylan decided to use the bathroom. As soon as he entered the bathroom, he was kind of amazed by the set-up. This is the first time, from his entire darn life, saw a bathroom set-up of that kind. He got no problem using the toilet. He sat down on it and took a poof. He never even had a problem cleaning himself. Cool he knew what he's doing. So what's the problem? The problem sets in when he stood up and saw his big friggin' turd. He don't know how to flush it. Back from his remote country, their bathroom set-up is just straight down to the drain. I mean once yhttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=167TheImaginationNot Available3428Sun, 06 Mar 2011 15:23:20 GMTThis story begins at the end of may, first night after finals are over and ready to go home for summer break. It's my freshmen year at Chico State back in 2010 and I was living it up and not holding back, I mean hey its my last year as a freshmen yet alone last night in Chico to rage hard. I remember me and three of my best friends andy, tyler, and calvin all kill a huge handle of sky to our faces to start the night and Its hard remembering where things led from that point on but next thing I know its around 2am and I'm headed back to the Shasta dorms. BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzz BZzZzzzz my phone rings and I get a random call from a buddy that wants to see me one last time before I take off. "Sure i'll come over and kick it, let me grab my bike and i'll be over in 10!" Stumbling to my bike and somehow taking my lock off I somehow make it on my bike and start taking off to my friends house. I decide thttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=166Joe FroggerChico State4922Tue, 01 Mar 2011 03:07:09 GMTSo this happened about 3 snow seasons ago. I was at Bear Mountain in San Bernardino in Southern California. I was on a ski lift headed to the top of the mountain at the resort. from the corner of my eye I see a man running down the hill. about 30 feet in front of him was his snowboard ghost riding down the slopes. Every snowboarder and skier that was near the runaway board tried to stop it but nobody could. Then about 50 feet down the slope I saw a teenage girl sitting in the middlehttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=165ZultanChico State2449Wed, 09 Feb 2011 11:31:36 GMTLast weekend I saw something @ Larry's Pistol & Pawnshop that sparked my interest. The occassion was our 15th-anniversary and I was looking for a little something extra for my wife Julie. What I came across was a 100,000-volt pocket/pursed-sized Tazer. The effects of the Tazer were supposed to be short-lived, with no long term adverse effect on your assailant, allowing her adequate time to retreat to safety.....??? WAY TOO COOL! Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home... I loaded two AAA batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button. Nothing! I was disappointed. I learned, howvere, that if I pushed the button and pressed it against a metal surface at the same time, I'd get the blue arc of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs. AWESOME!!! Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to Julie what that burn spot is on the face of her microwave is from..... Okay, so I was home alone with this new toy, thinking to myself that it couldn't be all that bad with only two AAA batteries, right? There I sat in my recliner, my cat Gracie looking on intently (trusting little soul) while I was reading the directions and thinking that I really needed to try this thing out on a flesh & blood moving target. I must admit I thought about zapping Gracie (for a fraction of a second) and then thought better to it. She is such a sweet cat. But, if I was going to give this thing to my wife to protect herself against a mugger, I did want some assurance that it would work as advertised. Am I wrong? So there I sat in a pair of shorts and a tank top with my reading glasses perched delicately on the bridge of my nose, directions in one hand, and Tazer in another. The directions said that: http://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=164AnonymousNot Available4906Tue, 18 Jan 2011 00:22:41 GMTI slammed my room door open and rolled myself onto my bed. I was really angry at my mom as she didn't prepare my favorite meal. I was really angry and wanted to calm myself down, so I closed my eyes for a while then thought of reading my favorite book "The Mystery Of The Aagnee Ruby" to make myself relaxed and busy too. I was lost in my book, I really enjoyed reading mystery books and this one was one of my favorite. I was so lost in my book that i didn't wanted to be disturbed but my mom did. She came inside and sat beside me, I was really off that time so I immediately got up from there and sat on my chair to read but I didn't now want to read as I was disturbed so I just pretended to just read."Qasim!" my mom said while getting up from the bed. She sat near me and snatched the book in such a polite way that I didn't feel her snatching. My mom turned to me and she said quietly in a polite way “Beta! Why don't you understand that I was preparing your favorite meal but I go some important work?" I immediately said&quothttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=162Qasim HafeezThe Beacon House School3815Mon, 17 Jan 2011 05:46:52 GMTThis is not my story just would like to share this letter. I have read this from an article somewhere in the web and I think it falls on "insane" category nonetheless. Dear Sir, I am writing to thank you for bouncing my cheque with which I endeavoured to pay my plumber last month. By my calculations, three nanoseconds must have elapsed between his presenting the cheque and the arrival in my account of the funds needed to honour it. I refer, of course, to the automatic monthly deposit of my Pension, an arrangement, which, I admit, has been in place for only thirty eight years. You are to be commended for seizing that brief window of opportunity, and also for debiting my account £30 by way of penalty for the inconvenience caused to your bank. My thankfulness springs from the manner in which this incident has caused me to rethink my errant financial ways. I noticed that whereas I personally attend to your telephone calls and letters, but when I try to contact you, I am confronted by the impersonal, overcharging, pre-recorded, faceless entity which your bank has become. From now on, I, like you, choose only to deal with a flesh-and-blood person. My mortgage and loan payments will therefore and hereafter no longer be automatic, but will arrive at your bank by cheque, addressed personally and confidentially to an employee at your bank whom you must nominate. Be aware that it http://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=161JoelNot Available3731Thu, 13 Jan 2011 15:58:33 GMTIt was a real foggy morning in Santa Cruz just came out from work. I was so tired and kinda sleepy. About one block from the apartment complex I'm living (Soquel Avenue), I saw a highway patrol car driving from the opposite direction turning his headlight on/off. At fihttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=160MuellerNot Available0474Thu, 13 Jan 2011 02:14:40 GMTIt was a Wednesday summer afternoon, when I was just 15, with my family gone at jobs and summer school, so I invited two close friends of mine over to smoke some green. We made a homemade ice bong outta some water bottles, a pen, etc. like McGuyver woulda done, hit it for two hours, and invited some more guys over. So now the six of us are smoking weed, drinking some skyy vodka, and hitting a hookah one of them brought over. We were throwin trash and spitting chew in a vase I found, and we had marks all over the beautiful white carpet, now covered in every color of the bodily rainbow. Never trust anyone who isn't sober with cleaning your house. I come home from a taco bell run to see a bunch of idiots posing for pictures on my dad's camera, and one guyhttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=159AnonymousNot Available4542Wed, 05 Jan 2011 23:19:26 GMTI used to work two jobs before back in San Jose. In the morning, I worked in a coffee shop and in the afternoon, I worked as a waiter on a "sushi bar". I did this gig for a year 'coz I need to pay off some credit cards and some troubles from the casino. I remember that everytime I went home, I was so freakin' tired that I need to sleep in my car first to take a nap. I usually got up at 5 in the morning since I open the coffee shop and finished almost 11 at night. One day my crush on the coffee shop, invited me to go to her birthday party. The birthday pahttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=157AnonymousNot Available2375Wed, 29 Dec 2010 08:47:09 GMTi was talking to my boss at work and he was telling me about his ford ranger and the shit he does with it. He began to tell me a story about cutting down trees with his truck. how do you do that? one day on his friend's property, he was asked to cut down a large pine tree. after he had taken all the limbs off, there was only the 30 foot tall of the core left. to get the cord down he decided to tie an extremely strong rope halfway up the tree and tied the othhttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=155mikeNot Available3499Sun, 19 Dec 2010 02:37:53 GMTSo I got a friend named Bob( not his real name of course) who when get drunk, loves to kiss everybody. Yeah seriously, he'll kiss anybody infront of his face. Last thanksgiving, I didn't have a chance to go back home, so I decided to celebrate thanksgiving day with him and his family. Everything went normal that day. You know played some video games on his room, helped his parents on the kitchen, kinda' help in cleaning their house, etc. Oh I forgot to mention that Bob got a sister also. Yep and she's comin' home for thanksgiving with her boyfriend. So we started drinkin' some beers, just havin' a good time. But I didn't know that Bob got some more stronger stuffs hidden somewhere - some bottles of whiskey. In short we got beers and whiskey combined. I don't know but I guess Bob wants to party or get wasted that night. Anyway we're not drivin' or something so I decided to have a drinking match with him. Before dinnehttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=154Mr. AwesomeNot Available0539Thu, 16 Dec 2010 17:44:18 GMTBack during my pot head days I went for a burn run. If you dont know what a burn run is, its when you just go for a drive and smoke weed anywho I went for a burn run with one of my friends and when we got back I parked in front of his house, Moments later this green van pulls up right next to me blocking me in. I'm confused to whats going on I'm thinking I must be in the guys parking space or something but nope that wasnhttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=153DanNot Available4501Mon, 13 Dec 2010 22:18:11 GMTSo a few friends and I planned a surprise party for my friend's 20th birthday. We were all drinking and havin a good time. By the end of the party, one of my friends Amber and I were fucking shitfaced, and apparently when we were leaving, our other friends got us loaded up in the car and were saying their goodbyes to everyone, but we dihttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=151carliekinssNot Available3582Mon, 29 Nov 2010 14:27:13 GMTso a few of us are drinking out in our garage. two of the guys are just joining the marines and we'll just say they're kinda douchebags. they have a military machete and decide theyre gonna swing at this square post holding up the ceiling. i am sitting right next to this thing. right as i get up to move the machete ricochets anhttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=150AnonymousNot Available3471Sat, 30 Oct 2010 18:08:11 GMTSo me and my friend Amber were bored watching Watchmen, and we were super confused by it. So Ambers sister gets home with a 5th of Jager. We start drinkin and say we're only gonna drink like half the bottle. We're a little tipsy and decide to drink a little more. This happens like 10 times. We're fuchttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=149carliekinssNot Available3559Sat, 30 Oct 2010 02:13:57 GMTSo I was at a party drinking rum and soda mixed drinks with some friends and a bunch of other people I don't know. All this was in the pool house in the backyard. We got the idea to climb the fence, get on the roohttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=148AnonymousNot Available3362Sat, 30 Oct 2010 01:42:54 GMTI used to ride a bicycle going on and off of work. One day, me and some co-workers went to a bar and celebrate. I can't remember whose idea or birthday was that but it's fun. Everybody had a good time. I had 12 mugs of beer and gosh, I can't count how many shots of tequila I got. In other words, I'm so wasted that night. T'was almost 1 in the morning when we decided to go home. On the way home, I have to pass this 2 miles downhill street. Quite a long downhill street especially if you're that drunk. It was fun at first since I got to put my bike on cruise and the air was blowing towards my face. I was halfway when a big pick-up truck like F-150 crossed my path. I think the truck driver didn't saw the stop sign. As a reaction, I immediately press my brakes and dang I remembered I was like 10 feet up on the ground flippin' like what you're seeing on those X-Games. After that everything whttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=147AnonymousNot Available3635Sat, 25 Sep 2010 14:18:47 GMTSo me and my cuz were watching the movie "Transformer" when a guy in a baseball cap sat beside him. I noticed that this is the same guy who kept staring at us on the lobby. The guy looks like in his 40's and really masculine as in full of beard, plain white t-shirt, faded jeans. He asked my cousin if he can http://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=146ElmoNot Available41114Wed, 01 Sep 2010 10:36:04 GMTThis crazy story of mine happened 14 years ago. I was 18 years old and I'm into playing basketball that time. Every afternoon, after school I go to the park and play basketball with friends. So I always go home sweaty and thirsty. I remembered that as soon I arrived home I always grabbed any water container I can see in the kitchenhttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=145AnonymousNot Available3812Thu, 26 Aug 2010 14:41:16 GMTSo I was inside one of the coffee shop in Paradise, Ca when a guy came up to me in a Vietnam Vet uniform. First he kind of stared at me with an angry look so I stared back at him. He asked me: "Shit, what are you looking at?" So I answered : "Well you're thhttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=144AnonymousChico State3794Sat, 14 Aug 2010 14:07:50 GMTmy female classmates are fairly attractive, and they even had group names for that. I have dated four of them, but after things didn't work, they each stopped talking thttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=143rhamenNot Available4532Wed, 11 Aug 2010 23:56:47 GMTIf i go out of town, i make sure to buy the same exact present for ahttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=142playing safe Not Available2463Wed, 11 Aug 2010 23:35:39 GMTI'm working in a resto bar when this man called me for some order. I was so happy taking his order when he showed me some naughty and rude actions. Because of the saying thahttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=141lynn from far away restobarNot Available3507Wed, 11 Aug 2010 19:50:37 GMTSome people say life is unfair however others would say its a matter of faith to oneself and to the creator.I wrote this insane ideas that i had in my mind for i think i don't have choice but to wonder and question my misunderstood braincells. I always feel lonely and unaccepted by others. I know that he made us all unique individual and he designed our heart to have a God- shaped vacuum that only he can fill.Until this vacuum has been filled by God, you will alwahttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=140tremendous human beingNot Available2528Mon, 02 Aug 2010 03:15:19 GMTI've done things that scare the shit out of me. On my HS days, I realized that I had nothing to lose so if something looks impossible to accomplish, I would do it. I went to an Ivy Leahttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=139AnonymousNot Available4791Fri, 23 Jul 2010 15:05:34 GMTI was so drunk that night I don't remember how I went home. But the crazy thing was when my girlfriend told me that I got up in thehttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=138AnonymousUC3862Wed, 21 Jul 2010 02:17:14 GMTOne day, me and my friends went to Sac to buy some groceries. I drove my truck that day with my friends on the backseat. I used to have my ipod hooked up directly on the car stereo so that we can have tons of music alonhttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=137AnonymousNot Available3696Fri, 16 Jul 2010 17:03:11 GMTI am this type of guy that really can't express my feeling to somebody I like. There was this Asian girl whom I met through my employer before. She's beautiful and really interesting. At that time, she's still applying for her driver license, so she can't drive that time. After work I used to give her a ride from work. I really liked her since she's conservative, hardworking, and really nice. So one day, she came up to me and asked me if we could go to San Francisco and you know, give her a tour to the Golden Gate etc. Of course, I agreed and we went there. We got a good time, went to a lot of places, ate on the best restaurant in the area and took some pictures of course. There was a lot of instances that I could shhttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=132RobNot Available32148Sat, 10 Jul 2010 11:07:38 GMTwe were practicing swimming exam last Saturday night with my gal friends...after an hour of swimming my friend Janet told me to grab some snacks before we proceeded to our next subject...I run and pull my towel right away and went to the wash area and change it.....i cant think http://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=131AnonymousNot Available3465Wed, 07 Jul 2010 22:30:59 GMTSo today a friend and were at downtown Chico at Adanbertos (Mexican food place). It was a really hot outside and we went up to the outside ordering counter because we were getting the food to go. So she told the guy what we wanted and paid the guy and he gave us change back and the next thing my friend said was "I don't feel so good" Then soon after she said "every thing is getting dark and fuzzy" I look over at her and she falls straight down. When she fell, her legs gave and went straight down then she fell back and hit her head so hard on the concrete that we were standing on that it made a loud thump. She passed out!!! She was laying in the most awkward position on her back,http://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=130ZultanChico State31433Tue, 06 Jul 2010 19:41:00 GMTMy best friend whom I have a secret feeling for him and i were doing a Soju body shot in the Bali . I got a bit insane and decided to put the Soju on his cheeks . after then when I was about to lick it off, he told me something that made me laugh that my stomach was almost aching http://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=129carlaNot Available3521Mon, 05 Jul 2010 07:16:22 GMTOn a plane flight to London , I decided to join the in flight "Show To us" game.When the flight attendant said. Show to me your passport," I immediately picked it out from my hand pack bag and http://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=128mistery girlNot Available4604Mon, 05 Jul 2010 06:46:35 GMTI will never ever forget this story. Way back when i was still studying like any other students I also have a crush. Because my crush is in a different group of students ..so what i do is that I always stay in the lobby which is located near in our classroom and wait for my crush to pass by or do other things where in he will notice me. Then one day when were havihttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=127AnonymousNot Available4473Mon, 05 Jul 2010 02:44:55 GMTSo this story of mine happened last summer of 2004. Me and my friends decided to go to Yosemite National Park. We stayed on Carl's family cabin which is obviously owned by his family. The plan actually was to just stay there, do some barbecues and get drunk. Everything went smoothly according to plan but it changed when one of our friends decided to go firecamping. So we got ready, packed our stuffs, made a pretty size tent and created a fire for the camp. That night was really perfect since the moon is full and the temperature is in 80's. We gathered around the campfire in circle, started passing around our beers http://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=126TroyUC Berkeley31747Fri, 02 Jul 2010 08:44:03 GMTSo I was driving in Corning only going 25mph and there was a car next to me going a little faster than me. He slammed on his brakes and I found out way this Chinese kid ran across the street no I didn't hit him as my brakes were stopping my car a fat one was right behind him bam sour. Skittles everywhere. The first thing I thought was I'm gohttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=125AnonymousNot Available3571Thu, 01 Jul 2010 03:30:41 GMTActually, this is not my story. This is my best friend's story. His name is Jim. This happened in the middle of 2001 when he went to New York to apply for a job. I remember when he called me that time and he was very excited about the job interview. He even asked me to pray for him so that he could get the job. So to make the long story short, he ended up not getting the job. Of course he was so frustrated and down that time. I remember to call him up on his cellphone and you know as a best friend, encouraged and told him to just look for another one and never quit lookin'. After a week, he again called me up and I remember he was so happy and excited. He got into another job interview. To make the story short, he did not get the job again.Days had gone, weeks had past and my friend was running out of money in New York. In other words, he was in the verge of giving up and almost decided to go back to his parents' place. But anothehttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=124SpyderUSC2584Wed, 30 Jun 2010 16:37:46 GMTSo what really happened was that i was sexually assalted in the woods by a mountain lion. I know it was a mountain lion because it was very well endowed. at first i was against it, what with the fangs in the back of my neck and the claws wedged deep in my inner thighs but i gradually began to enjoy it. when it was all over we enjoyed a lucky strikehttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=123Finn McCooNot Available4706Wed, 30 Jun 2010 15:18:58 GMTI have a friend way back in college; she was nineteen years old when she got pregnant with no husband to help him. She goes to school and worked to provide their own needs. She always worried for the baby to be born. One morning before she had to go to work, she went to the doctor's office for a prenatal checkup. The doctor told her that she was nearly to labor and advised her to proceed to the hospital as soon as possible. My friend asks the doctor if she immediately needs to go to the hospital or can she go after work. The doctor told her that she did not have to go to the hospital immediately. However, she can go home or had to call someone at home to fix some importhttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=122Unknown AngelNot Available2511Wed, 30 Jun 2010 09:48:13 GMTThis one Friday night, my roomates and I decided to go to Wal-mart cause we were really bored. My roomate, Seth Green, decided to ride the bikes around the store, and do laps. So this one employee tells us to get off the bikes. I do. Seth is pissed off at this time. He prevhttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=121JennaNot Available2341Wed, 30 Jun 2010 08:22:12 GMTMy roommate texted our friend. He was cool with us coming over to hang out; so we did. We joined our friend's roommate and watched Stripes for a bit. He then bought us both two forties of Mickey's each. While he was in the liquor store we went to the nearby Chinese food place. I bought a rice bowl with sweet and sour pork. He bought a combo plate with orange chicken. When we got back we continued to watch Stripes, but with Chinese food and forties. During this time our friend's roommate taught us of brass monkey's; when one drinks a forty of malt liquor down to the point where it's a cylinder rather than a cone and then fill in the remaining space with orange juice. Me and my roommate did this with our second forties while our friend's roommate showed us some graphic design work and funny/weird/disturbing shit from the internet. During this time me and him smoked out of his bong but my roommate didn't because he's looking for a job. A little bit after my roommate finished his second forty, my roommate, the three inhabitants of the apartment, and me left for a party they were invited to. As soon as we exited the apartment we witnessed the epic greatness that was twelve other people from the apartment complex beating each other up with foam lacrosse nets. The guy who bought us alcohol had me go to his room and turn on some fight music for them, since he was already smoking cigarettes with my roommate who only smokes them when he's drunk. On the way to the party I took the remainder of my brass monkey with me; tucked under my coat. One of our friend's pointed out that this stuck out and would be noticeable once we hit a busier and better lit street. I let him and my roommate have a little but still wasn't able to finish what was left. So after we crossed the tracks I left the bottle in a bush outside an apartment complex--told everyone else I had finished it. We spent the rest of the way playing a harmonica I had brought with me. We found our way to the houhttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=118ToesoupChico State3469Wed, 30 Jun 2010 00:44:43 GMTSo , the trip to LA this year was insane! I fucking hit a hillside and got stuck on ice in BIG BEAR ahttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=117ebagNot Available3634Tue, 29 Jun 2010 19:28:14 GMTOne day In the summer of 2003, my friend Dylan and I were hanging out on the street, just sitting on the curb talking about how we were so excited for high school to start. Keep in mind this was the first day of summer. Anyways we were walking down the street to my house to grab some beverages, then Dylan's 8 year old neighbor walked outside and said "Dylan your a faggot" for no apparent reason. Dylan looked at me and said "Hey watch this Im going to make this little fucker fly". As Dylan was walking towards the little kid he was pointing at dylan laughing hysterically. Once dylan reached the driveway he grabbed the little 8 year old named Jake Peterson and literally launched him across the street. Once Dylan threw the kid he walked back to the curb and sat down beside me laughhttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=116Joseph DaviesOrange Coast College4733Tue, 29 Jun 2010 15:29:55 GMTThis one night right before my big Calculus final, I decided to stop studying. So what did I decide to do? I'll tell you what I did. I decided to go for a donut run. How is this insane? It was 3:30 AM! And I had my hardest calculus test the next morning at 8:00 AM! The hardest final of my life, and I only have studied 3 hours already andhttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=115TylerChico State4453Tue, 29 Jun 2010 12:41:28 GMTmy boyfriend and i had a roommate for about 3 months to help us with the ridiculously expensive rent in san diego and she was extremely pee shy. if anyone was able to hear her or she thought they could hear her go pee, she couldnt go. we had so much fun together, the three of us. staying up late watching movies, writing short stories, cooking, and getting drunk. one night we bought a gallon of carlo rosi and decided to play black jack and if you lost the hand you had to throw back half a glass of wine (a little over a double shot glass) so we kept playing and my roommate kept loosing. it was hilarious because it didnt take muchttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=114anonymousButte College4736Tue, 29 Jun 2010 11:07:12 GMTSo this story was what happened to me: it was my first true college party and i was so excited.. it was gonna be the night i had decided to go with the flow and just have a great time...i had had the experience of drinking hard alcohol and smoke before..but NEVER HAD HAD THE FAMOUS BROWNIES!! well i had seen my friend bring a nice little plate of delicious chocolate brownies...so i was really hungry and decided that i would like to have some...so i grave one and eat it like noting..well i was still hungry so i go and have a second one...(yummy)well my friend comes and asked me what i washttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=113AnonymousNot Available3527Mon, 28 Jun 2010 16:37:06 GMTIt was a Saturday night. My friends and I were having a good time at my place just hanging out and drinking. Then one of my friends came with a bottle of absinthe (180 proof). I took a few shots of it... then it got hazy from there. The rest of this story is from what i gathered from asking my friends the next day what happened. This is what my friends told me what happened: we took a few more shots and then went downtown in Chico. There were cops all over downtown and I apparently was giving a high five to every one of them and telling them they are doing a good job while I am blackout drunk. Eventually, we made it to a house party. The house had a second story balcony which i apparently jumped off of into http://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=112ZultanChico State42166Mon, 28 Jun 2010 12:50:11 GMTi had this roommate whom i drank quite a bit with. she always insisted on taking shot after shot after shot. and we always sat on the kitchen counter with our feet in the sink. we never had mixed drinks or beer, just straight up Jose and sometimes a chaser. so as the bottle gets closer to becoming empty she screams "more tequila"...... we were trashed and found a bottle of disgusting peach vodka in the back of the freezer. we drank it. she started getting crazy. taking her clothes off while drunk calling random people, screaming at people who walked by outside, going outside in her underwear telling people to come in and party with us. i had to go get her and brinhttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=111AnonymousNot Available4959Mon, 28 Jun 2010 12:20:08 GMTWell, this happened during my college days.That afternoon we had an exam in Mathematics.It was very difficult and it made my friends and I so stressed. We end up at the bar and order some beers. During that night, there was a popular band playing some cool rock songs. In short, we ended http://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=110AnonymousNot Available31922Mon, 28 Jun 2010 12:17:29 GMTI was at a party on normal st, in Chico, just finished a six pack of great white and I had hurled it up on the lawn and there was this chic with a vodka twist bottle half full, these guys dared her to drink it she just couldn’t do it so I did. Twenty minutes go by and bam I was wasted, I was lame cause I never really ate on drinking days. Any who my friend tiffany showed up to the party and I came flying through the front door screaming her nahttp://www.myinsanestories.com/Story.aspx?StoryId=109AnonymousNot Available31525Mon, 28 Jun 2010 10:15:16 GMT