Who Was the Craziest Person You Knew?

[Ivan Seeking]

Today I was thinking about a guy I knew in high school. At first he just seemed a little high strung and strange, but after I observed his behavior for awhile, it became evident that this guy was simply wired differently than most people. He was absolutely nuts! I remember him taking off on a motorcycle, full throttle, right across a blind intersection. He took out a toll both with his car while drunk, played soccer on LSD [the coach loved that one], crashed his car into a tree, later, joined the military and got kicked out. Eventually he got into bar fights and was arrested several times. Rumor has it [started by him] that he even might have killed a guy in a bar one night - he couldn't remember.

Here is the best part: He found a home with the postal service.

Okay laughing head removed, but I couldn't help but laugh when I heard.

 

[Mk]

One word: Ivan.

 

[Ivan Seeking]

Why? Are you a fan of the postal service?

 

[Pengwuino]

Craziest person I know? This'll take a while...

 

[wolram]

I have thought long and hard and can not think of any one, crazy people
must live in towns and cities.

 

[Ivan Seeking]

I have thought long and hard and can not think of any one, crazy people
must live in towns and cities.

Don't be coy Mr Easy Rider.

 

[wolram]

Blast, but one knows me so that does not count, i think Astronuc has done
some quite crazy things, so i put him in the frame

 

[Astronuc]

Blast, but one knows me so that does not count, i think Astronuc has done some quite crazy things, so i put him in the frame

Now, do I look like I would do 'crazy' things. Yeah, I've had some interesting experiences.

 

[wolram]

Now, do I look like I would do 'crazy' things. Yeah, I've had some interesting experiences.

Well; erm, err,
yes, but one can not tell by looks alone, it needs a certain intuition.

 

[wolram]

Oh, you people are so way inhibited, i will tell about my best crash, in the hope that you follow.

It was the one where i took off on my bike over a hump backed bridge, the
road bore to the right immediatly after the bridge, and a brook ran along side the road, me and bike cleared the brook, the bike only just, me a bit more,
we went quite high as attested by some damaged branches on a tree, the bikes front wheel was embeded in the mud of the far brook bank, i ended up
a few yards further, it took three of us to pull the bike out of the mud, and
i was able to ride it home (slowly), this is the only one i would like to repeat
as i can not remember the flight bit, or would it be the one with all the sparks, that was good too

 

[Ivan Seeking]

One of the best biker stories that I ever heard came from a 300 pounder named Toot [one guess how he got the name]. To be sure, Toot was not a guy you wanted as an enemy. He had arms as big around as my legs, and when he was a younger guy, he was big time trouble.

At some point, as I imagine was true for many nights in his life, Toot was in a bar and got into a fight. Eventually he found himself on top of another guy and was pounding him into the parking lot. Suddenly he had the strangest sensation: When he to hit the guy, he saw a yellow flash. What the heck was that, he thought. He hit the guy again; yellow flash. Toot hit him again, and again, a yellow flash. Toot finally realized that every time he hit the guy, a cop was hitting him on the head with a nightstick.

 

[wolram]

One of the best biker stories that I ever heard came from a 300 pounder named Toot [one guess how he got the name]. To be sure, Toot was not a guy you wanted as an enemy. He had arms as big around as my legs, and when he was a younger guy, he was big time trouble.

At some point, as I imagine was true for many nights in his life, Toot was in a bar and got into a fight. Eventually he found himself on top of another guy and was pounding him into the parking lot. Suddenly he had the strangest sensation: When he to hit the guy, he saw a yellow flash. What the heck was that, he thought. He hit the guy again; yellow flash. Toot hit him again, and again, a yellow flash. Toot finally realized that every time he hit the guy, a cop was hitting him on the head with a nightstick.

 

[wolram]

The cops only ever did me over once, but i did not care, the breakfast of
bacon and eggs was the best i ever tasted, i often wonder if the desk copper, took pity on me.

 

[Ivan Seeking]

Despite my maniac driving as a teen, I managed to never get arrested or kill anyone. When about fourteen I took a buddy's car joyriding and got caught, but I had permission to take the car, so no one pressed charges of any kind. I did have to sell my dirt bike to pay for the bumper I tore from the parked pick-up truck I hit...and the damage to my friends mom's VW. That was my closest brush with the law.

 

[Astronuc]

Despite my maniac driving as a teen, I managed to never get arrested or kill anyone. When about fourteen I took a buddy's car joyriding and got caught, but I had permission to take the car, so no one pressed charges of any kind. I did have to sell my dirt bike to pay for the bumper I tore from the parked pick-up truck I hit...and the damage to my friends mom's VW. That was my closest brush with the law.

My friends compared me to Mario Andretti and Parnelli Jones.

Hey, Ivan, want to race?

I had a similar situation to Wolram, but without the bridge (although I have been airborne in a car). One winter, on an unfamililar road, I came to a T-intersection, and while gently braking, hit a patch of ice. So I had to let off the brake, slide across the perpendicular road (fortunately no cross traffic) and steer between two large trees. I threaded the needle and missed the trees. Fortunately a guy in a pickup truck had a heavy duty rope to pull me up the embankment.

 

[scott1]

Craziest person I know is this football player in my class(I'am afraid of him being on the news but not about football but on a legel news show)

 

[wolram]

Despite my maniac driving as a teen, I managed to never get arrested or kill anyone. When about fourteen I took a buddy's car joyriding and got caught, but I had permission to take the car, so no one pressed charges of any kind. I did have to sell my dirt bike to pay for the bumper I tore from the parked pick-up truck I hit...and the damage to my friends mom's VW. That was my closest brush with the law.

A dirt bike for a bumper seems so not fair, but we must take the punishment,
Ivan you were very very bad but it is or was so much fun, i wish i could do it all again, with you and astro we could have a ball.

 

[Ivan Seeking]

It's hell getting old and responsible. I bought a old Blazer/thrasher 4WD that had a brand new Chev 350 V-8. This was purchased for the sole purpose of thrashing in the hills adjacent to our property. But when push came to shove, I couldn't see ruining a perfectly good engine, so I sold it before I ruined it.

 

[Astronuc]

I probably couldn't handle the excitement anymore.

 

[wolram]

,Ops, my bad side has come through, i must say that i no way want to say
that breaking the law is clever, one suffers if one does, i am still suffering the effects, plod never let's go, remember that.

 

[Ivan Seeking]

Yes, I was worried about this as well after starting the thread. I certainly don't mean to glorify either of the people mentioned or my own actions as a kid, but we all do things we shouldn't, and years later we can look back with a smile if nothing really bad ever happend, but at the time...not so fun when it's happening - getting in trouble, that is.

Astro, I'll race you. Would you like to race to the bathroom or the refrigerator?

 

[Astronuc]

One should not break the law, but if one does, one should willingly accept the consequences.

 

[Smasherman]

I know several people with actual mental disorders, not just recklessness or drug-induced permanent reality distortion.

 

[Astronuc]

Astro, I'll race you. Would you like to race to the bathroom or the refrigerator?

Refrigerator and beer!

Then to the bathroom!

Outdoors we could use wheelchair or bicycle.

 

[wolram]

Yes, I was worried about this as well after starting the thread. I certainly don't mean to glorify either of the people mentioned or my own actions as a kid, but we all do things we shouldn't, and years later we can look back with a smile if nothing really bad ever happend, but at the time...not so fun when it's happening - getting in trouble, that is.

Astro, I'll race you. Would you like to race to the bathroom or the refrigerator?

I glorified in my actions, every one talked about me, but when push came to shove i was the [Ivan edit:] weiner head, it was me that got hurt, me that had bits of metal holding my bones together, i was so stupid.

 

[Evo]

My first husband's mother was a bit of a nut. She would buy a carton of milk, drink a glass, then decide she didn't want anymore, so she would walk door to door through the neighborhood trying to sell the used carton of milk. Same thing if she had left over cheese, or part of an un eaten sandwich.

She would go the junk shops and buy absolute garbage, then call me and tell me to come over to see what she'd gotten me. I 'd show up, see a pile of crap and she'd hand me an itemized list with a dollar total and ask me if I was paying her by cash or check?.

His mother made me crazy.

 

[wolram]

My first husband's mother was a bit of a nut. She would buy a carton of milk, drink a glass, then decide she didn't want anymore, so she would walk door to door through the neighborhood trying to sell the used carton of milk. Same thing if she had left over cheese, or part of an un eaten sandwich.

She would go the junk shops and buy absolute garbage, then call me and tell me to come over to see what she'd gotten me. I 'd show up, see a pile of crap and she'd hand me an itemized list with a dollar total and ask me if I was paying her by cash or check?.

His mother made me crazy.

Now that is crazy, i mean real crazy, how did you pay

 

[DeadWolfe]

Many people tell me I'm the craziest person they've ever met, but I don't know why.

It's probably the time I tried to hit on a girl at a bar by talking about Lie Groups.

 

[Evo]

Now that is crazy, i mean real crazy, how did you pay

Check usually.

 

[Cyrus]

My first husband's mother was a bit of a nut. She would buy a carton of milk, drink a glass, then decide she didn't want anymore, so she would walk door to door through the neighborhood trying to sell the used carton of milk. Same thing if she had left over cheese, or part of an un eaten sandwich.

She would go the junk shops and buy absolute garbage, then call me and tell me to come over to see what she'd gotten me. I 'd show up, see a pile of crap and she'd hand me an itemized list with a dollar total and ask me if I was paying her by cash or check?.

His mother made me crazy.

I think the great depression had its toll on her.

 

[Evo]

I think the great depression had its toll on her.

My father refused to vcome to my wedding because of her. He said "no way am I going to be under the same roof with that crazy woman". He used to hang up on her when she called my house.

She got mad that I couldn't spend time with her in the morning before I hads to go to work, so she called my boss and chewed her out about making me arrive at 8am. My boss came out of her office and she was bright red and shaking and told me if that crazy woman ever called again, I was fired.

Oh, the list just goes on and on. I finally drew the line when she wanted me to lie in a bogus lawsuit because she wanted new bedroom furniture. These were well to do people, they had planty of money, she was a loon. Then she ordered my husband to divorce me or she'd never talk to him again.

 

[wolram]

My father refused to vcome to my wedding because of her. He said "no way am I going to be under the same roof with that crazy woman". He used to hang up on her when she called my house.

She got mad that I couldn't spend time with her in the morning before I hads to go to work, so she called my boss and chewed her out about making me arrive at 8am. My boss came out of her office and she was bright red and shaking and told me if that crazy woman ever called again, I was fired.

Oh, the list just goes on and on. I finally drew the line when she wanted me to lie in a bogus lawsuit because she wanted new bedroom furniture. These were well to do people, they had planty of money, she was a loon. Then she ordered my husband to divorce me or she'd never talk to him again.

Oh dear, evil and crazy, i guess her money kept her out of the nut house ?

 

[CosminaPrisma]

Thats one nutter of an inlaw.

I've known a few people to do strange things and then get diagnosed as being ill. But nothing too major.

 

[Danger]

I've known quite a few, but I suppose my middle brother would be the closest. He's spent since the late 60's in and out of institutions (primarily in) for paranoid schizophrenia. That doesn't combine well with a 6'4" solid muscle body. My youngest brother died on Sunday and the other can't even come to the funeral.
(And don't anybody go getting mushy on me about that. He's been very sick for a long time. Keep the thread on track. )

 

[Astronuc]

I've known quite a few, but I suppose my middle brother would be the closest. He's spent since the late 60's in and out of institutions (primarily in) for paranoid schizophrenia. That doesn't combine well with a 6'4" solid muscle body. My youngest brother died on Sunday and the other can't even come to the funeral.
(And don't anybody go getting mushy on me about that. He's been very sick for a long time. Keep the thread on track. )

You have my condolensces - without getting mushy. As you know, I lost my youngest brother, too.

 

[turbo]

I had a friend who loved to fist-fight. We were at a local redneck joint one night when one of our friends was attacked by a local. Arnold stayed out of it until the local started getting the worst of the exchange and a REALLY big farm-boy got up to help his friend. Arnold got this crazy grin on his face, grabbed the pork-chop by the throat and hoisted him to arm's length, pinning him against the wall with one hand. Arnold asked "are you going to sit down and be good?", and the farm boy nodded and was released.

I have never sought out fights but have had them thrust upon me due to my slight build and because I was younger than most of the kids in my immediate neighborhood (in a VERY rural area). My dad taught me that when a bigger, older kid was punching me out, that I should not stand and box with them, but should take them out with any method at my disposal, and I did. I gained some respect that way, but I also found later that I was being used as a "pit bull" when new kids came into the area, as older kids would try to provoke the new kid to take me on. I was a straight-A student, with lots of "+" marks on my report cards, but sometimes the walk home after school or after a ball game was not pleasant. I never took a beating from any kid near my own size, but I took no pleasure in administering them, either.

As relates to "crazy", I rode my motorcycle over 25 miles in a heavy slushy snow storm to take my road-test on the first possible day that it could be offered. The state trooper administering the tests told me to go home because he could not test me in the snow. The other trooper said "What are you talking about? He rode here in conditions that most bikers couldn't handle - give him his license." but the hard-a$$ had to pretend to road-test me anyway before passing me. When I was about 40, I decided to learn to navigate whitewater in a kayak, and the 14-year-old daughter of couple that I was friends with agreed to teach me. She has since become the world power-lifting champion in her weight class in both amateur and professional competition. I can tell you that navigating class IV and V whitewater in spring runoffs is pretty exciting stuff, and not at all like the controlled-release runs that rafting companies exploit on hydro runs throughout the summer. If you ain't living on the edge, you're taking up too much room.

I am still pressing the limit with my motorcycle riding and routinely do stuff that people half my age (54) don't do. When I hang it up, it won't be from lack of interest.

 

[Astronuc]

I am still pressing the limit with my motorcycle riding and routinely do stuff that people half my age (54) don't do. When I hang it up, it won't be from lack of interest.

Right on!

 

[Ivan Seeking]

Funny! I was looking through old pics for Zapper's photo contest, and behold, I have a picture of Toot from way, way back; back when he could still lift the rear end of a '55 Chev P/U by himself. I had no idea that I had any pictures from that time. That's also about the last time that I saw him.

http://img149.imageshack.us/img149/6012/oldie6ot.jpg

 

[JasonRox]

The craziest guy I know is known as Crazy Mark. That's what we call him.

Here is one of the things he did.

He took a shot of bleach and then later thought he was talking to God. So, then he believed taking a shot of bleach allows him to talk to God.

Yes, he did check into an institution!

 

[Ivan Seeking]

He's lucky that he didn't die!

 

[zoobyshoe]

So, then he believed taking a shot of bleach allows him to talk to God.

Cleanliness is next to Godliness.

 

[Echo 6 Sierra]

Funny! I was looking through old pics for Zapper's photo contest, and behold, I have a picture of Toot from way, way back; back when he could still lift the rear end of a '55 Chev P/U by himself. I had no idea that I had any pictures from that time. That's also about the last time that I saw him.

Your friend Toot and my friend Fred-Fred-the-cabbage-head could be brothers/related somehow. While stationed in Japan in the mid-80's FFTCH showed me how you could go into pharmacies and buy cough syrup with codeine off the shelf along with a few things from what I believe was the "zine" family. This saved us some money on beer and liquor but usually made us late for work. I was new to "the world" and quite naive about who I should be hanging out with. FFTCH was the guy in the bar that would bite chunks out of his drink glass and break beer bottles over his own head for fun. If he was feeling randy he would walk down Whisper Alley and repeatedly kick on the aluminum doors until one would invite him in just to stop him. The best times I had over there was when we would buy a few gross of bottle rockets, make cardboard launchers and shoot them at the schoolkids from the roof of our friends apartment bldg all while thick gobs of drool was hanging from our mouths. Kinda makes me wonder how I got this far w/o anything really tragic happening to me.

 

[Gokul43201]

There's this prof in my dept who does the neatest physics demos ever. His finale' usually involves the swallowing of a handful of liquid nitrogen followed by a ginormous burp!

 

[Moonbear]

My father refused to vcome to my wedding because of her.

That doesn't exactly make your father sound very good either.

Then she ordered my husband to divorce me or she'd never talk to him again.

Well, maybe she did have a few good points afterall.

But, wow, she certainly qualifies as certfiable, huh?

 

[Loren Booda]

When I was floridly manic, I must have offended one of the GWU basketball players. I had been talking to two security guards, alternately laughing hilariously and stifling the outburst. At the time, with me still convulsing, I noticed a couple walk in the dormitory. Apparently the boyfriend, 6 foot 8 inches and pushing 300 pounds, approached me and socked me square in the nose. It sounded as if my skull was a melon. He asked "Do you understand?" to which I responded with a stare. As he walked off in a huff (with his diminutive girlfriend), the security guards informed me that my nose was "probably" broken. When I checked my face in the bathroom mirror, blood was flowing down it.

The guards took me to the university hospital, where I, thinking myself a dignitary, was rushed through the waiting room. A doctor asked me if I heard voices, and I answered "only good ones." Being confined to a room by myself, I eventually found myself wrestling with the usual contingent of 5 orderlies who then tied me to a gurney, put me in an ambulance (where I nearly suffocated) and sent me off to St. Elizabeth's. They treated me as well as the state hospital could be expected to that summer of 1981. No, I wasn't on the forensic unit with John Hinckley.

 

[wolram]

Loren, not a nice experiance, i hope may be the guy that hit you is a beer swilling tub of lard with a nagging wife and unrully kids now.

 

[gravenewworld]

I know a guy who was way out of control in his younger years. one time he went to mexico and snuk cocaine across the border. he always used to drive 95 mph through those EZ pass booths on the highways so that he wouldn't have to pay a toll (if you go fast enough the cameras don't catch you sometimes). once he couldn't fit some furniture that he had in the house out through a door so he took a sledge hammer to the wall and smashed it out until he had enough room. he had sex with random chicks in the basement of his house during parties while his parents were still home.

 

[gravenewworld]

The craziest guy I know is known as Crazy Mark. That's what we call him.

Here is one of the things he did.

He took a shot of bleach and then later thought he was talking to God. So, then he believed taking a shot of bleach allows him to talk to God.

Yes, he did check into an institution!

lol that reminds me of a kid in college i know who took shots of lighter fluid and took a paintbrush, dipped it in paint, and ate it because he said "it looked good."