Author Topic: Chronicles of Leeroy: Failure with Chairs  (Read 2323 times)

Well, this is like a life-update sort of offtopic thread, where you figure out which dumb stuff I've done again.

Day 1 of Chronicles of Leeroy: Failure with Chairs.

After maybe six minutes of drinking coca cola and vodka (not a bad mix..), I grabbed some Firecrackers, A chair, and went up to the roof of the college, only to plummet, being lucky enough to only break my foot, and all five toes on that foot, along with my ankle being a shatter.

Complete cons: Breaking my foot, having to be in the hospital for maybe six months.

Complete pros: I found out a way to fly.. now to keep working on that..


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I seriously doubt any of this happened except the part where you got mauled by an inanimate object.

But we already knew you were stupid, no need for details.  :cookieMonster:

Fake
1. Who the hell trys to fly with a chair, of the roof.
2. What kind of collage student does this? Your just trying to be stupid
3. How do you shatter your ankle, and break your entire foot? Did you land one of the chairs legs on your loving foot?

This is fake, I know this because you're not dead.

2. What kind of collage student does this? Your just trying to be stupid
He's not in college. He's a pathological liar.

Fake
1. Who the hell trys to fly with a chair, of the roof.
2. What kind of collage student does this? Your just trying to be stupid
3. How do you shatter your ankle, and break your entire foot? Did you land one of the chairs legs on your loving foot?

Qwepir, stop trollcigaretteging and gtfo.

Travis, it's atleast 12 stories high, 44 dorms. I took the least damage to the ankle, I was drunk, and I'm mainly highly insane.

In all answer:

1. I do when I'm drunk/buzzed to forget.
2. I was buzzed/drunk to forget.
3. There was less damage in the ankle than in the entire foot, I'm miswording it because I can't think straight right now.

Sami2, stfubro.

Qwepir again, it wasn't mauled by an inanimate object, I was bored, drunk, tried flying off a roof in the use of a chair, belt, and firecrackers. My left foot took the most damage when I hit the ground, because my right foot is always up more than the left when I sit.

So for all of you who are reading and aren't complete friends who need to go die, check back in a week or three days, I don't know when I'll do any more stupid stuff.

You're 11.

It's been proven.

You're being an attention whore.

Nice hair, Leeroy.
Also, what're you majoring in? :D

Wait you're not in loving college, you say you're "17", cigarette.


You're 11.

It's been proven.

You're being an attention whore.

@Qwepir, get the forget out.

@Davy, go piss yourself you jackforget. I'm not seventeen, I'm eighteen and a quarter right now, I just dont set up my stuff right. \\ Majoring in Journalism- Lucky me. ;a;

@Vine I recommend you get out, newcigarette.

@Vine I recommend you get out, newcigarette.
Do you even know who the forget I am?

I'm JamestheLeet.

I've been here longer than you.

You're goddamn stupid.

Twelve stories is compound fractures to all bones and death. Twelve feet is broken ankles. There's a fairly major difference.

Twelve stories is compound fractures to all bones and death. Twelve feet is broken ankles. There's a fairly major difference.

trololol.


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