Our friends at Don’t Party are hosting an event at the Alex Theatre in Johannesburg.
If you’d like to go, we’re giving away a set of double tickets to the event. All you need to do is leave a message in the comments and tell us: What’s the most delinquent thing you’ve ever done?
AND THE WINNER IS…
We picked a name out of the hat and the winner is GUY JACKSON! We’ll be in contact soon, enjoy!
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One time I was fidgety in Afrikaans class and Mejevrou made me sit at the front.
i do like cheese.
I once stole a packet of chips from a petrol station
I jumped over the wall to have a swim in the neighbor’s pool. every now and then.
Me and a few friends asked police that searched us to show us where truth is and when we got there the one cop got out and spoke to my friends and one stayed in the car and me in my drunken state I pissed all over the back of the van and windows and neither of them realised! Haha dude I need tickets please hook me up
Being a regular in Melville I was waiting outside a bar for a friend. Having not had anything to drink I was quite shocked to see my mate screaming around the corner with a few more arms flailing out the back window. Once they pulled out I was ordered to jump in the car, but not through the door but through the window. Now my legs were swinging from the window narrowly missing a number of parked cars. Why the hell was this happening and why did I jump? Answer: he was being chased by the cops and now I was an unwilling fugitive. After a number of tight turns and turbo boosts we seemed to be in the clear. A little relaxed with adrenaline pumping through a veins we missed the the t junction and the wall furiously moving towards the car. Breaking didn’t help and we plowed right into the wall. Lucky we were all ok. I jumped out of the car and moved to nearby bush and waited for the kuk to hit. What do you know a tow truck swung passed and picked us up before any cops. Moral of the story: think before you jump.
When I was a child I used to get great pleasure from pushing the ends of avos in (the little nodule at the top where it was once attached to a stalk). As a result, all the avos would go rotten at the top. Obviously I never told anyone that it was me who was responsible for this.