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I was struggling to think of something but then i remembered one
When i was about 3-4 me and my best friend julian (julian, if you're out there, i miss you, we always said "no way hose" and drank juice out of those really tall flutes lol) He had a pond (in luxembourg) and it was full of tadpoles. We would get his water guns, fill up the waterguns with the water and then shove loads of tadpoles into the waterguns too
Then when you pump up the waterguns and shoot them out, it shoots loads of (squished) tadpoles out with it.
It is only now when i think about it just how gross it was is lol. But when i was that age i had no idea
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On September 04 2012 06:16 BrTarolg wrote: I was struggling to think of something but then i remembered one
When i was about 3-4 me and my best friend julian (julian, if you're out there, i miss you, we always said "no way hose" and drank juice out of those really tall flutes lol) He had a pond (in luxembourg) and it was full of tadpoles. We would get his water guns, fill up the waterguns with the water and then shove loads of tadpoles into the waterguns too
Then when you pump up the waterguns and shoot them out, it shoots loads of (squished) tadpoles out with it.
It is only now when i think about it just how gross it was is lol. But when i was that age i had no idea It would be much more awesome if you were shooting the squished tadpoles at people, lol
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On September 04 2012 06:07 Shady Sands wrote:Show nested quote +On September 04 2012 06:06 Zorkmid wrote: A history of cruelty to animals is a documented trait shared amongst many serial killers. And corporate executives as well. (no I am not making this up.) Evidence?
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On September 04 2012 08:40 Azera wrote:Show nested quote +On September 04 2012 06:07 Shady Sands wrote:On September 04 2012 06:06 Zorkmid wrote: A history of cruelty to animals is a documented trait shared amongst many serial killers. And corporate executives as well. (no I am not making this up.) Evidence? http://www.forbes.com/sites/jeffbercovici/2011/06/14/why-some-psychopaths-make-great-ceos/
So maybe there’s a sweet spot? A point on the spectrum somewhere short of full-blown psychopathy that’s most conducive to success in business.
That’s possible. Obviously there are items on the checklist you don’t want to have if you’re a boss. You don’t want poor behavioral controls. It’d be better if you don’t have promiscuous behavior. It’d be better if you don’t have serious behavioral problems in childhood, because that will eventually come out. But you do want lack of empathy, lack of remorse, glibness, superficial charm, manipulativeness. I think the other positive traits for psychopaths in business is need for stimulation, proneness to boredom. You want somebody who can’t sit still, who’s constantly thinking about how to better things.
A really interesting question is whether psychopathy can be a positive thing. Some psychologists would say yes, that there are certain attributes like coolness under pressure, which is sort of a fundamental positive. But Robert Hare would always say no, that in the absence of empathy, which is the definition in psychology of a psychopath, you will always get malevolence.
Basically, high-scoring psychopaths can be brilliant bosses but only ever for short term. Just like Al Dunlap, they always want to make a killing and move on.
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Haha, so American psycho-esque
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Petty theft I suppose... I've stolen a game from a major consumer electronics store, unfortunately said game was not even worth my efforts. Bah!
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On September 04 2012 09:17 Disregard wrote: Petty theft I suppose... I've stolen a game from a major consumer electronics store, unfortunately said game was not even worth my efforts. Bah! What you should have done is organized a thieving ring. Now *that* would have been badass
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On September 04 2012 06:07 Shady Sands wrote:Show nested quote +On September 04 2012 06:06 Zorkmid wrote: A history of cruelty to animals is a documented trait shared amongst many serial killers. And corporate executives as well. (no I am not making this up.)
Are you a corporate exec?
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No he's the next Zerg bonjwa
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Not sure how evil this is, but I was an immature kid and it's something that still makes me cringe when I think about it.
I sorta "stalked" a girl for a few weeks my Freshman year of high school. She used to ride the same bus as me in the morning and lived just down the street from me. We hung out a few times and eventually I went over to her house for dinner and hung out with her family. It was pretty cool. We then watched TV and held hands - that was super awkward. Oh shit, but I forgot, we also went to see the James Bond movie... the first 007 one that came out in like '05.
When I left that night, I asked her if she wanted to be my girlfriend. She shrugged and said "Sure." I was freaking elated. I remember running home and jumping over the front bushes of my house. I tripped over our fucking net christmas lights and ate shit on my front porch. Didn't care.
Walked her to class the next few days, hung out after school, we only hugged. Never kissed. I had never had a GF before. I thought this girl was really freaking pretty though. Then she just started ignoring me. Wouldn't talk to me, didn't answer my calls. Like an idiot, I called a bunch of times at once. Eventually, her brother picked up and told me I was a fucking creep and that she didn't want to talk to me ever again. She even got on the phone and called me a creep.
To this day, I have no idea why she stopped talking to me, but I REALLY wanted to know what the fuck had gone wrong. I used to know where her sixth hour was, so I would stand in the hallway she walked down just to see her go by. I was careful not to let her know I could see her - but I was certain she could see me. Winced just now, because I remembered that I asked her sixth-hour teacher to tell her hi for me, (he was also my first hour teacher). Eventually, he told me that he didn't think she really liked having him tell her hello for me. Boy was that awkward.
Not sure this counts as evil, just maybe psychopathic. Somewhere in my little 13 year old mind I thought if I figured out what I'd done wrong I could fix it. Women are evil!
Edit: Oh, something that happened to me - when I was about 10, I went to a Detroit Red Wings game with my best friend. When they skated off the ice after the first period, Darren McCarty threw me the game puck as he was heading back into the locker room. It hit my cup of Pepsi and spilled it everywhere. But I was still super excited.
When we were going to leave, my friend asked to see it. We were riding home with his Mom and his Dad had driven separately. He disappeared out of his Moms car and came back about 5 minutes later with no puck. I asked him where it was and he told me had lost it. I'd never been overly sentimental so I'm pretty sure I wasn't overly upset, but it did show back up on our front porch like three days later with an apology note stuck to it.
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On September 04 2012 06:07 Shady Sands wrote:Show nested quote +On September 04 2012 06:06 Zorkmid wrote: A history of cruelty to animals is a documented trait shared amongst many serial killers. And corporate executives as well. (no I am not making this up.)
Well here's to me becoming an exec then. Although serial killer would work, too.
Oh, just remembered another one. I used to steal plums from this shop every single day for more than a year and give (most of) them to a girl I liked. I don't even know why plums, but I just did it. Worst part, which makes it evil, is that I liked it. I liked stealing and not getting caught. It felt soooo good.
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On September 04 2012 15:38 dGHaiL wrote: Not sure how evil this is, but I was an immature kid and it's something that still makes me cringe when I think about it.
I sorta "stalked" a girl for a few weeks my Freshman year of high school. She used to ride the same bus as me in the morning and lived just down the street from me. We hung out a few times and eventually I went over to her house for dinner and hung out with her family. It was pretty cool. We then watched TV and held hands - that was super awkward. Oh shit, but I forgot, we also went to see the James Bond movie... the first 007 one that came out in like '05.
When I left that night, I asked her if she wanted to be my girlfriend. She shrugged and said "Sure." I was freaking elated. I remember running home and jumping over the front bushes of my house. I tripped over our fucking net christmas lights and ate shit on my front porch. Didn't care.
Walked her to class the next few days, hung out after school, we only hugged. Never kissed. I had never had a GF before. I thought this girl was really freaking pretty though. Then she just started ignoring me. Wouldn't talk to me, didn't answer my calls. Like an idiot, I called a bunch of times at once. Eventually, her brother picked up and told me I was a fucking creep and that she didn't want to talk to me ever again. She even got on the phone and called me a creep.
To this day, I have no idea why she stopped talking to me, but I REALLY wanted to know what the fuck had gone wrong. I used to know where her sixth hour was, so I would stand in the hallway she walked down just to see her go by. I was careful not to let her know I could see her - but I was certain she could see me. Winced just now, because I remembered that I asked her sixth-hour teacher to tell her hi for me, (he was also my first hour teacher). Eventually, he told me that he didn't think she really liked having him tell her hello for me. Boy was that awkward.
Not sure this counts as evil, just maybe psychopathic. Somewhere in my little 13 year old mind I thought if I figured out what I'd done wrong I could fix it. Women are evil!
Edit: Oh, something that happened to me - when I was about 10, I went to a Detroit Red Wings game with my best friend. When they skated off the ice after the first period, Darren McCarty threw me the game puck as he was heading back into the locker room. It hit my cup of Pepsi and spilled it everywhere. But I was still super excited.
When we were going to leave, my friend asked to see it. We were riding home with his Mom and his Dad had driven separately. He disappeared out of his Moms car and came back about 5 minutes later with no puck. I asked him where it was and he told me had lost it. I'd never been overly sentimental so I'm pretty sure I wasn't overly upset, but it did show back up on our front porch like three days later with an apology note stuck to it.
Awww. I like this story
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Not necessarily "evil" but the first thing that came to mind was on the last day of school in 8th grade at my elementary school a lot of the students were "tagging" everything and everywhere. Some girl wrote her name on the back of a building (thinking about it now makes me laugh at how stupid that is, because its like uhhhh, I wonder who did this), but I wrote on the wall next to her name "Whore" with an arrow pointing to her name. I felt like a badass for about twenty minutes until ppl noticed it and her friends pointed it out to her and she started crying, like total break down crying. I felt so bad after that. On top of that she thought it was her ex, my best friend at the time, who had done it and I didn't have the balls to say anything. I felt so genuinely bad about it that I worked up the courage to call her about a year later even though we attended different high schools and hadn't seen each other since that last day of school (she left her number in my phone book). I was going to tell her that I was the one who wrote it and I was sorry I did, but her mother answered the phone and said she was in the shower or something and I never had the nerve to call back again.
I have a downright evil thing a friend of mine did. As some of you may know the memory chips in Secret of Mana cartridges fail after many years so saves keep getting erased. Both of my friends owned a copy of the game and the one with the bad chip swapped his copy with the friend's good copy. Downright pure evil I tell you.
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I really have nothing to share since I'm a good person. But this does make me want to do evil things.P
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On September 06 2012 06:49 serum321 wrote: Not necessarily "evil" but the first thing that came to mind was on the last day of school in 8th grade at my elementary school a lot of the students were "tagging" everything and everywhere. Some girl wrote her name on the back of a building (thinking about it now makes me laugh at how stupid that is, because its like uhhhh, I wonder who did this), but I wrote on the wall next to her name "Whore" with an arrow pointing to her name. I felt like a badass for about twenty minutes until ppl noticed it and her friends pointed it out to her and she started crying, like total break down crying. I felt so bad after that. On top of that she thought it was her ex, my best friend at the time, who had done it and I didn't have the balls to say anything. I felt so genuinely bad about it that I worked up the courage to call her about a year later even though we attended different high schools and hadn't seen each other since that last day of school (she left her number in my phone book). I was going to tell her that I was the one who wrote it and I was sorry I did, but her mother answered the phone and said she was in the shower or something and I never had the nerve to call back again.
I have a downright evil thing a friend of mine did. As some of you may know the memory chips in Secret of Mana cartridges fail after many years so saves keep getting erased. Both of my friends owned a copy of the game and the one with the bad chip swapped his copy with the friend's good copy. Downright pure evil I tell you. This is actually pretty terrible. Would it be too late to apologize to her now?
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On September 02 2012 22:12 NrG.Bamboo wrote: I stapled a kids entire handful of holographic Pokemon cards.
You monster.
Edit: Hmmm, the worst thing I've ever done to anybody had to be the time my friend brought his friend over to my house (we were like 11 and his friend was like 6-7 idk). Anyways when I was that young, I would drink water straight from the water cooler without a cup (but I would always waterfall it so my mouth wouldn't touch). I told the 6 year old that that was a rule in my house and that you had to do it that way. So throughout the few hours he was at my house, I was making up a bunch of dumbass rules he had to follow. The worst one had to be when he dropped some ice cream in the garage and we told him he had to lick it up. My garage was filthy and he just about cried after me and my friend kept urging him to lick it up.
Later that day when we were outside, I must have been taunting him b/c he got mad at me and started charging at me. My friend said he gave me "permission" to hit him. I'm glad I didn't though. I ended up jogging away from him so he wouldn't catch me. Sorry for being a jerk to you that day Chase. haha
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