Author Topic: How to get kicked out of a mall/store/walmart/etc.  (Read 7860 times)

Poop on the cashiers head.

Okay better one...

Hide around a corner/aisle and hijack people who are riding those electric shopping carts.

Find the child's vehicle department (bicycles, wagons, scooters etc) and then find the hunting/outdoors section and get some barbs/fishing hooks. Then go to the toys section and unbox some nerf guns. Tape the barbs to the nerf darts, tape the guns to your vehicle, and shoot random fattys walking around the store :D

Steal an Airsoft gun and some ammo from the airsoft ection(walmart) gop into bathroom and unwrap and load bb's. Hide in shirt and find a nice place to hide in. Then shoot random people that walk by

Attempt to find the store's P.A. system code on the internet or from a friend. Go to a phone in the store (preferably where you're not visible (not including cameras)) and enter said code. Make bullstuff announcements. Hilarity ensues.

Knock stuff over. Knock people over. Break things. Break people. Eat food. Eat people.

Tape a fake check of $10,000 to somewhere just out of reach.
How the forget do you put it somewhere out of reach if it is out of your reach.

HUH.


Climb on top of everything and say you're the king of the world at the highest point in the store.

Pee in some water balloons then throw them at people.             Go around in you underwear yelling "IT ADVENTURE TIME!!!".     Or go to the movies and when there is a stare off put you hand up in the middle if them shaped likea crushed C.

Use one of these fat people go karts

I'm sure you'll find a way in here.

Have extra fun.
« Last Edit: April 18, 2010, 05:38:12 PM by Devvy »

start riding your bike inside and run over people...... haaa good times :D

I'm sure you'll find a way in here.

Have extra fun.

Sweet I know how to make C-4 now.

But then again, what would I use it for. I'm not a terrorist...
« Last Edit: April 18, 2010, 05:40:31 PM by SeventhSandwich »

Once, parents were going on their anniversary to some restaurant and some stores.
So my brother Greg was watching me. Then we took off and drove to our local toyRus.
We weren't looking at toys, we went to the bike department, hopped on a couple of bikes and rode around the store until the loudspeaker announced our presence and order the laser drones to report to the bike department.
Good times, good times.