You don't need an air compressor for a staple gun, you idiot. The cats were strays, I think. And I live(d) in a small town where all the buildings, actually had wooden storefronts. And you clearly know nothing about the physical density of cats. I hate cats, they do nothing. They sleep all day, and wander around town at night looking for a garbage can to rummage through, or an open window to sneak into. They're like nature's black people.
im not sayin slashin tires is funny i was sayin i busted a whole bunch of glass in a street before....and i gots me a car....... yo backalley thats hella racist
welcome to bombing science. racism doesnt mean anything over the net. and back alley where on the tail did you staple the cats to keep them hangin? or did you just go through the actual tail?
if ur drivin have ur buddy hang out the window (or if hes drivin vice versa), grab onto a shoppin cart and get speed up to like 40-50 or as fast as u can possible get to in hte parkin lot and either slam the breaks or turn at the last second and let go of the cart and have it run into either curbs or the things they put them all into or the building itself.. pretty funny when ur young and got nothin to lose
i like shimmying up poles at the movie theater, and all the little highschool hoes are like "oh my god what the fuck holy shit" and i'm like yeah slut i have money.