It seems like every group of guys has to have at least one 'crazy'; Crazy Mike, Crazy Larry, etc. I had one crazy friend that used to climb out of a car window, and dance on the roof and hood at 40 MPH (without holding on to anything). Another crazy buddy has 6 acres of land in the middle of the suburbs, so he can and does have farm animals. He called the vet to artificially inseminate his cow, but she wouldn't hold still, so they tied her to a utility pole on the side of the road to do the procedure. It stopped a lot of traffic! He also blows a lot of things up, both for fun and/or profit. What about the crazy guy in your group? What stories can you tell? Or are YOU the crazy guy?

 

I don't have a crazy guy in my group. That probably means that I'm the crazy guy. In college I jumped the mini-baja car off an 8 ft. high hill behind the shop because "yer yella if ya don't".

 

All my friends are crazy as hell and I think it is rubbing off on me. My friend Jeff took his Ford F150 and tried to drive it through the Platte River when it was dry but little did he know it wasnt completely dry so he got real stuck.

My other friend Jason did donuts in Pizza Huts parking lot when they were opened in his 96 Camaro Z28 he about killed us then.

I had another friend when we where at the bar he had the bartender shoot him with a stun gun and he didnt know what he was getting hisself into

 

I don't have any friends like that but about 5 years ago some guy was found with a sheep that had a nightgown on her out at the local community college.

 

Hard to say who the crazy one in my group is, one likes to jump out of cars while we are driving around town, he really banged up his knee's doin that one, I have a tendancy to drive like a teenager when ever there is people of authority around, never got a single ticket yet though so I can't be that crazy of a person. We all like to jump the "A" road as we call it, it is an intersection to a road that is very steep like a ramp, one time the spare bounced out of the box of my friends truck and clear into the middle of a bush were we had to fish it out. another time jumped the road and a tool box in the back of another friends SUV hit the roof and came crashing down again, scared us pretty good didn't know it was in there. And we also cracked an exhaust manifold on a sable on the same road. U'd think we would learn not to go on that road, but we don't. And the time me and another friend went mud slinging in what I realised after was my dad's boss's summer followed field, to this day he says he is gonna catch the guys who did that. Maybe I am a bad influence on my friends seeing as how all these things involve me.

 

I hate to say it, but i'm the crazy guy, I used to be the quiet guy, but I soon took over the crazy guy, I'll never forget, we all got together one last time before college started, and we are standing in a wendy's parking lot at 11pm, and we hear a weird sounding car, and I take off chasing it, I chased it to the stop light and it took offoh well, but yeah, i'm the one that does the stupid stuff, blowing stuff up, setting stuff on fire, etc. etc. I have one guy that accompanies me in the stuff, but i'm the ring leader of that area

 

I used to be the crazy one. But then I got a girlfriend and shee keeps me on the straight and narrow. Tell tou the truth I can barley remember some of the stupid things I did in High School, must have hit my head too many times.

 

I'd have to say that I'm the most crazy one in my group of friends. I jumped a steep intersection with my aerostar and didnt touch ground for at least 5-6 secs...thought for sure that i killed it, but there was absolutely no damage. I have ran through fences on go-carts, thrown water balloons at drug dealers on the corner, and i just yell provocative things at random people walking down the road. Jumped off a 3rd floor balcony because someone bet me $20 that i'd break something...i figured i have insurance so what the hell. All that happened was that i bruised some ribs and the pads on the bottom of my feet. ouch...made me some money though. Drove 1500 miles on a motorcycle in 36 hours..1000 of which was in one day (finally had to pull off, my body couldnt take any more abuse)...that trip was from huntsville, al to dallas, tx last december. the high during the whole trip was like 14 degrees. Couldnt feel my feet for like 2 weeks after that and now i only have partial feeling over my whole body..at least i dont get cold anymore. I ran from the cops on a moped...didnt get caught either. lol. just had to sell it to someone the next day so they wouldnt find me. Last semester I egged several teachers classrooms and doors in school, didnt get busted. So yeah I think im the crazy one..or at least the most crazy as we are a unique bunch. This summer I plan to jump the tennessee river with a bmx bike...we'll see how that goes and If im still living ill post the results.