Picture this: I was in 8th or 9th grade, stuck at school way past the bell, sweating it out in the gym with my crew, pushing our limits. By nightfall, the place was a ghost town—just a lone security guard chilling downstairs. No cameras back then, no tight leash, just pure, unfiltered freedom.

And then, two absolute legends—or total idiots, depending on your view—cooked up a plan so wild it could only come from teenage chaos. Why trek home to take a leak when you’ve got a whole damn school as your playground? The first genius struts into the bathroom, handles his business, and doesn’t even bother flushing. Nah, he takes it up a notch—wraps his masterpiece in a plastic bag and sets out on a personal vendetta. His target? The physics teacher’s door. Smears that nasty payload all over it like he’s painting a grudge in pure filth.

The second dude? He doesn’t even make it to the bathroom. He picks the grand lobby, zeroing in on a massive flower pot that once brightened the hallway. Now, it’s just a sad witness to a crime against decency, soaked in his “contribution.”

Come morning, the stench from that pot was a weapon of mass destruction. People didn’t just speed-walk past it—they held their breath like they were diving underwater, praying to survive the assault on their senses.

As for the door-smearing artist, well, karma’s a bitch. Someone snitched, or maybe he couldn’t keep his trap shut—either way, he got busted. Punishment? Scrubbing his own disgusting artwork off that door with his bare hands. Maybe it gave him a moment to reflect on life’s deeper meaning. But let’s be real—probably not.
#teenagechaos #schoolshenanigans #wtf #epicfail

I'm busting my ass on a construction site, crashing in a shitty dorm. Just the other day, my roommate tossed out a wild idea—a "side gig." He wants us to sneak out at night and strip copper from an abandoned warehouse. Claims it’s just sitting there, “useless to anyone.” But I’m not a damn idiot; I know this is straight-up criminal shit. If we get nabbed, it’s game over—jail time, no question.

Thing is, I’m drowning in 200 grand worth of debt. There’s no way in hell I can scrape together that kind of cash in a couple of months playing by the rules.

So, what’s the move? Dive into this sketchy deal and risk it all, or keep scraping by on pennies and pray for a miracle?

😐-Go for it, fuck it
👍-Screw that, not worth it
#crime #riskitall #debtstruggle #moralquandary

So, I recently shacked up with my dude, and let me tell ya, day-to-day life is pure bliss. I’ve never met a guy so level-headed, chill, and downright amazing. But holy freaking hell, I’m still reeling in absolute horror every time I sort through the laundry. How, just HOW, can someone wipe their ass so damn poorly that every pair of undies is a freaking crime scene of shit stains? And this is a man who showers multiple times a day! I’ve already stealthily trashed half his underwear collection under the cover of darkness. Hell, I even went out and bought wet toilet paper to save us from this nightmare! Lord almighty, why have I been cursed with this shit-smeared disgrace of a man? 😂
#relationshipstruggles #laundryhorror #wtf #gross

Alright, so me and the boys crashed at a buddy’s place, his grandma had just dipped out of town.
No big deal, right? We roll in, start slamming drinks like there’s no tomorrow.
One of the crew—yeah, yours truly—got so freaking hammered I passed out cold in grandma’s room.
A couple hours later, the guys come to check on me, and holy shit… I’d pissed all over grandma’s table and glasses.
A total disaster. When I finally woke up, I was clueless as hell until they pointed out the crime scene.
Man, I’ve never felt like such a dumbass.
#drunkfail #epicmess #wtf #cringemoment

Alright, here’s the wild story.
I’m on a damn train, and suddenly, I’m horny as hell, gotta jerk off right now.
So, I’m like, screw it, full throttle, let’s do this!
But holy crap, I check the train toilet, and the flush is busted.
I dump it in the sink, but guess what? No freaking water in the tap either!
Without a second thought, I smear it around with some toilet paper to make it less obvious, cover up the crime scene, and slip out.
Then, boom, some old granny walks in to brush her teeth like nothing’s wrong!
#trainstories #wtf #awkward #noshamenogame

How to use Git rebase

So you heard about git rebase.
You thought: “I’m ready to level up.”

Now your branch is a war crime and git log looks like abstract art.

Here’s the lore:
git fetch origin
git rebase origin/main

That’s the good kind.
Now here’s the dark kind:
git rebase -i HEAD~5

This opens a portal to a cursed realm where “pick” becomes “squash” and your past commits beg for mercy.

Pro tip: Never rebase a shared branch. Unless you like pain. Or have tenure.