I love walkie-talkies. Not only do they have the potential to cause mass panic in the right hands, but they can also broadcast to a variety of different vehicles… as I learned as a kid.
Anyway, back when I was 11, it was a half day at my school and I got home early. I loved going exploring in the woods behind our house and sometimes if I got lucky I would even find the skulls and bones of deer and other dead animals.
My mother being the protective soul she is, always gave me a walkie-talkie to keep in contact with her in case anything happened. So eventually I had walked to the edge of the woods near where one of the local neighborhood schools was and I started playing around with the scan feature on the walkie-talkie. I don’t know how, but it picked up one of the radio signals from a school bus that was about to depart.
I quickly realized the power I held in my young hands and being the mischievous person I was (and still am), I had an absolute blast assaulting the school bus riders with the unbridled contents of my id.
For once, I could have fun at the school system’s expense with total impunity. Sad to say, I forget exactly what I said, but I’d like to think it had something to do with feces and all sorts of hilarious stuff.
Eventually the bus driver (whose voice made her sound a little less ugly than Eleanor Roosevelt) began to get REALLY pissed and was like “KID! GET OFF THE RADIO!”
Of course I didn’t. I knew what I had was good and I wasn’t going to submit to someone who wasn’t a German dungeon girl. Long story short, I think she either changed the signal to the point I couldn’t get it back or just drove away and that was the end of it.
The lesSIN of this story is to do what you want if you know you can get away with it. (I teach sins not morals).
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