Ehm. o.o; I can`t tell the chick I like that I like her, cause everytime I try to, I freak out, and say something else, cause of how bloody perfect she is.
...Uhm...What else?
I lied about having a godfather in the mob to a bunch of my friends (not including the chick I like...o.o) and like, they believed me. They still believe me. It was for attention reasons. It worked.
I...uhhh...Lied to my friends (again, not that chick) about knowing Jhonen Vasquez, Jack Black, and Robert DeNiro. My friends are stupid, because they believed me about that, too. Lmfao. Oh, uhm, again, attention reasons.
I set a feild on fire, one time, with a single match. Then my friend tried to smother it with...a piece of plywood...o.o; And that failed...Then, it got bigger, so we ran. The cops blamed it on the heat. It...wasn`t hot that day, though. I don`t care. Mwahaha. It`s a fun story to tell people. ^.^