What's your hobby, if you have one.

LetsGetCritical

LetsGetCritical

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tyler.durden said:
Growing started out as a hobby, now it's my full-time gig. I'm also a professional musician, so I practice about 4 hours a day. My hobby is studying philosophy and science (cosmology, biology, physics, mostly cognitive science). I do this whenever I get a break from all the other stuff. I like participating in online forums for all of these things, as well...
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don't you run some kind of underground fighting club as well ?
 
ClaytonBigsby

ClaytonBigsby

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I test drive cars on craigslist to make people think someone's interested in their car. It's fun to drive the shit out some strangers car while they try not to go postal on me for it. I make sure I hit pot holes, turn the wheel really hard and do circles, floor it, then slam on the brakes; you know, give it a good "test run". The best is when the ride ends and I walk around it looking really hard, then shake my head in disgust and say "I'll think about it". I thought one guy was going to try to fight me.

Sometimes I'll call in a UFO sighting from a payphone if I see one, or from a walmart phone. Other times I go to the mall and pass gas, then go into a store and watch people's faces through a window as they walk through it. If someone on the road makes me mad, I'll call the police from my disposable and report them waving a gun out the window then follow them to watch them get surrounded and taken down at gunpoint. The best are when they get so mad the police have to arrest them.

In the Summer I go to a golf course and hide in the trees on a long dog leg hole and put people's balls in the cup before they get to the green. Sometime's I put everyone's ball in, that really gets a reaction.

Sometimes I go to the stripclub and tell the girls I'm looking for a girl to write her autobiography. I always find some girl who wants it to be her and I tell her I forgot my wallet so she buys me drinks all night and gives me all of her attention. I feel like a rock star.

Sometimes I like to go skateboard downtown late at night and look through dumpsters. One time I found a hooker. She asked me if Chewberto had left.

Sometimes I go to churches and ask them about Jesus. After I've tried their patience I ask them what are the ok sins, if my mom will go to heaven even though she started having sex with me at 10, what they have to eat, if I can pass collection plates on Sunday, where the pastor lives, etc.

I do collect a few things. I go to different grocery stores and collect stickers off of the fruit. I used to cut out the missing pictures on milk cartons and tack them all over a wall in my room like I was a detective, or perp.

You know, the usual.


Is it just me?
 
LetsGetCritical

LetsGetCritical

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ClaytonBigsby said:
I test drive cars on craigslist to make people think someone's interested in their car. It's fun to drive the shit out some strangers car while they try not to go postal on me for it. I make sure I hit pot holes, turn the wheel really hard and do circles, floor it, then slam on the brakes; you know, give it a good "test run". The best is when the ride ends and I walk around it looking really hard, then shake my head in disgust and say "I'll think about it". I thought one guy was going to try to fight me.

Sometimes I'll call in a UFO sighting from a payphone if I see one, or from a walmart phone. Other times I go to the mall and pass gas, then go into a store and watch people's faces through a window as they walk through it. If someone on the road makes me mad, I'll call the police from my disposable and report them waving a gun out the window then follow them to watch them get surrounded and taken down at gunpoint. The best are when they get so mad the police have to arrest them.

In the Summer I go to a golf course and hide in the trees on a long dog leg hole and put people's balls in the cup before they get to the green. Sometime's I put everyone's ball in, that really gets a reaction.

Sometimes I go to the stripclub and tell the girls I'm looking for a girl to write her autobiography. I always find some girl who wants it to be her and I tell her I forgot my wallet so she buys me drinks all night and gives me all of her attention. I feel like a rock star.

Sometimes I like to go skateboard downtown late at night and look through dumpsters. One time I found a hooker. She asked me if Chewberto had left.

Sometimes I go to churches and ask them about Jesus. After I've tried their patience I ask them what are the ok sins, if my mom will go to heaven even though she started having sex with me at 10, what they have to eat, if I can pass collection plates on Sunday, where the pastor lives, etc.

I do collect a few things. I go to different grocery stores and collect stickers off of the fruit. I used to cut out the missing pictures on milk cartons and tack them all over a wall in my room like I was a detective, or perp.

You know, the usual.


Is it just me?
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sometimes I go to the shops (mall) and drop a little baggie full of rock salt near the entrance. Hours of entertainment!
 
Carolina Dream'n

Carolina Dream'n

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ClaytonBigsby said:
I test drive cars on craigslist to make people think someone's interested in their car. It's fun to drive the shit out some strangers car while they try not to go postal on me for it. I make sure I hit pot holes, turn the wheel really hard and do circles, floor it, then slam on the brakes; you know, give it a good "test run". The best is when the ride ends and I walk around it looking really hard, then shake my head in disgust and say "I'll think about it". I thought one guy was going to try to fight me.

Sometimes I'll call in a UFO sighting from a payphone if I see one, or from a walmart phone. Other times I go to the mall and pass gas, then go into a store and watch people's faces through a window as they walk through it. If someone on the road makes me mad, I'll call the police from my disposable and report them waving a gun out the window then follow them to watch them get surrounded and taken down at gunpoint. The best are when they get so mad the police have to arrest them.

In the Summer I go to a golf course and hide in the trees on a long dog leg hole and put people's balls in the cup before they get to the green. Sometime's I put everyone's ball in, that really gets a reaction.

Sometimes I go to the stripclub and tell the girls I'm looking for a girl to write her autobiography. I always find some girl who wants it to be her and I tell her I forgot my wallet so she buys me drinks all night and gives me all of her attention. I feel like a rock star.

Sometimes I like to go skateboard downtown late at night and look through dumpsters. One time I found a hooker. She asked me if Chewberto had left.

Sometimes I go to churches and ask them about Jesus. After I've tried their patience I ask them what are the ok sins, if my mom will go to heaven even though she started having sex with me at 10, what they have to eat, if I can pass collection plates on Sunday, where the pastor lives, etc.

I do collect a few things. I go to different grocery stores and collect stickers off of the fruit. I used to cut out the missing pictures on milk cartons and tack them all over a wall in my room like I was a detective, or perp.

You know, the usual.


Is it just me?
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I'll pay you to come to my golf course and do this for me!
 
ClaytonBigsby

ClaytonBigsby

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I also like to go to funeral services of people I don;t know and talk about them like we were pretty good friends. If the crowd is especially lame I'll talk about the first time we had sex, or stole a car, or tag teamed some strippers, etc.

Sex addiction meetings are pretty good too. You can imagine.
 
ClaytonBigsby

ClaytonBigsby

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I buy $20 in pennies from the bank, then take them to the scrap yard to sell them as copper. There's 181 pennies in a pound, but copper scrap is paying $2.67. Sometimes they argue I can;t do it, then I drop the pennies all over and walk away. People get madder than hell.
 
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