I have been at college for 4 years now, and over that time the list of stupid things i have done has become very long.  Although i don't ever really steal anything of great value or for that mater anything at all.  I have however "Liberated" 12 fire extinguishers during my college career.

For the first 3 years of college i lived on the south side of campus, the bars were on the North side of campus.  I went out allot back then, usually 5 nights a week, and proceeded to get very intoxicated every time.  We usually walked home from the bars at night (too many friends have a DWI to allow myself to drive) right across campus to get home.  Sometimes we would make a trip into the dorms for what we referred to as "Dorm Storming."  This was a feat in itself, as the dorms are locked, and some  unknowing freshman would have to let you in.  We would basically rip down dry erase boards, write really inappropriate but funny things on the ones we left, cause general havoc, and Steal a Fire Extinguisher as we left.  We then shoot each other with them, shoot cars, randomly spray them, and other generally stupid ways to use them.  Once we lit a hay bail on fire and put it out.  Personally i am responsible for 12, but altogether we took allot more. 

We almost got in trouble for the fire extinguishers once.  One night we stole a fire extinguisher but didn't play with it for whatever reason, instead we just stuck it in the living room.  Well to make a long story short, the next day cops show up at our house, i was arrested for MIP (i was 21 in 2 weeks), the cop was in the living room, could see the fire extinguisher with the Schools name on it, and said nothing.

Tampering with a fire extinguisher is big issues with the Campus, and anyone caught would be charged $275.  If no one was caught the fine would be dispersed amongst the people who live on that floor.  Some quick math for you ... $275 x 12 = $3300.  Looking at this number i do feel bad for all those who got charged for our amusement, i remember getting charged for other peoples damage as a freshman and it wasn't fun.

I understand this is a fire risk, and could very well cause serious injury or death if a fire did happen, but at 2 am we weren't thinking all that clearly.  And yes i know i cant write to well, me and commas have issues.

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This isnt overly entertaining, but you seem pretty desperate for stories. So here is my Wal-Mart adventure. I am a teenage girl, with a 1990 Volvo. Its as super cool as it sounds. So, last winter break, my mother decides I need to get my oil changed. My friend Tiffany had just gotten her oil changed, and ended up getting ripped off 45$, so I decided it would be smart to drag my grandfather along to get the oil changed. So he decides to go the the new almighty SUPER WalMart so the car place is like *yah, we can do this..give us 15 minutes*. So me and grandpa are sitting there, sitting, sitting. And an hour goes by, so i go ask," is this done?". They say no, they need like an hour and half. So, I wanted to leave but we really couldn't, so we were stuck at the Wal-Mart hell for another hour and a half. So I decide to go wander around and I find a few things for Christmas for my family and I just kind of waste time for an hour a half. So, I go back, and i am like "is it done yet?" and they say "NOPE! We need like 45 minutes more." ANd i was like "THAT IS CRAZY!" so i decide to go to that U-Scan thing (where u scan the stuff yourself) and but my like 4 things. So, I ring up this bag of popcorn, and that is fine and dandy. Then I ring up this pair of earrings and throw it in the bag. The wal-mart machine is like *please place the item in the bag." I'm like "it is already IN the bag!" so then the embarassing red light starts flashing and its like "somebody will help you soon" or whatever. So, I'm standing there 10 minutes. THen finally i was like "screw this" and i just put all the rest of my items in the back (like 3 necklaces, maybe $10 worth of things) and the red light stopped flashing. SO ha, WalMart! You may have robbed me of like 3 hours of my life, but I got my 3 stolen necklaces. BUt after I stole it, I went back and i was like *is it done yet!* and they are like *haha, Volvo is a foreign car, we don't know how to get the oil cap thing open*. So me and grandpa are just like *wtf, why wouldn't you tell us that like 3 hours ago*. So then we left and I hate Wal-Mart.

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