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  3. Bro i was on a rec farm in mulino oregon 🤣🤣🤣 your not lyin about how it is . I had a guy run after my car with a rock because he thought i was laughing at him.. my buddy was driving and i tell him to take off . When we were leaving i looked back out the window and was like bro are u good?? And he was like……… stopped runnin dropped the rock and was like … NO MAN… im not..🤣🤣🤣 and put his head down.. like sad n shit.. my boy was like buddy are u on something.. and he was like…. yea man.. 🤣🤣it was crazy.. oregon def wierdest place i ever been .. let alone downtown portland.. that shit is real life gotham city💯

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  15. I actually got a good road trip story for ya. It takes place around when I was 14 and I'm 15 now going to be 16 soon but any ways my dad and I where driving from Washington to Arizona how funny is that (I'm saying this because u mentioned Washington in this video lmfao that's where I'm from). So on are way in the middle of California or Nevada it was bad I had to piss out off know where and I didn't say anything because I just wanted to get to where we were trying to get to. We finally made it to Arizona (Within a few hours from where we where so it must have been Nevada), and I finally said I had to piss. Here's where this personally makes me laugh. My dad also had to piss he was doing the same thing I was lmfao. (This will make sense in a minute) I had 300 dollars of emergency money in my pocket and I was counting it to make sure I had all of it. And me being a stupid Fu**ing idiot I kept the money in my pocket and didn't zip it up. My dad and I got out pissed and we got back in the truck and went about are trip. I noticed I didn't have my money I was extremely mad alarmed and worried all at the same time. My dad was like wtf are u ok and I said I lost my money while we where pissing. We drove back like 45 minutes and I told him he was going the wrong way. So we went where I said I thought was right and omfg I was wrong. Then we drove back all the way re routed and came back and it was windy on the way there. We pulled over I saw my money about to blow away so I ran tripped and grabbed it and got back in the car and acted like nothing happened.

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  19. Ome time when I was a kid this guy was working onhis truck and it was on a hill it was a tow truck and some how it slipped in to neutral and ended up crushing him I can remember hearing how loud he yelled out for help

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  27. I was in Cuba about 3 years ago. I was 13 so old enough to understand what was going on but not quite old enough to understand the consequences. We hired a minivan cause it was me, my brother, my sister, my brothers gf my mum and my dad. We were going on a trip to Trinidad and we were told it was about a 2 hour drive and the van hire gave us a map with a mapped out journey ready for us. We set off everything’s normal. Gorgeous scenery in the jungle. Felt like some Jurassic part type shit. Anyway we come across this massive abandoned hotel in the middle of this jungle and it starts pissing it down with rain. Lightning and all. I shit you not, about 15 feet away from our van lightning struck a tree that began falling towards us. And remember we’re in a jungle, these trees aren’t fucking small. Luckily we got out alive and that is the first thing that went wrong. After we got out of the jungle we came across a small town that looked like some shit of a cowboy film and we park up to see if we can get some snacks cause it’s been three hours and we already have no idea where we are. I stayed in the car cause my parents didn’t think it’d be safe. This place was full of gangbangers walking round with bats and shit. I’m chillin in the van with my sister and all of a sudden we hear this massive crashing noise behind us. As I was about to get out to look my sister yanks me back in the car and as she does, this runaway horse and carriage speeds straight pass me almost ripping the door off the van. Three guys followed, obviously the owners of the carriage. And then I see my dad come round the corner running towards the horse that had just collided with a wall across the road and he starts calming it down like some fucking horse whisperer. To this day have no clue how but it was like he was talking to the horse. Anyway after all that we get back on the road with our food and make our way to Trinidad. Finally after 7 FUCKING HOURS we made it to Trinidad. P.S not something to write home about. Anyway we’re walking around “site seeing” and some guy runs out of this torn down looking house and starts talking to my brother like they were homies. (Meth head) and starts saying “come in come in I have something for you” trying to pull him into this dilapidated building and obviously my brothers standing there pushing this guy off him like “fuck off you weird little prick” and we manage to get away from him. Fuck knows what would have happened to him if he’d gone in that house. So we’re done with Trinidad, we’ve had dinner and so we’re back on the road, expecting the trip to be shorter cause now we know which way to go. Oh boy were we wrong. The trip back took us another 9 hours!! It was pitch black the entire way and at one point the girls in the van needed the toilet so we stopped off in some proper slum looking town for them to go behind a bush or something obviously with my dad going with them to make sure they don’t get killed. As we’re cruising through this town looking for an appropriate place for them to pee we see a fuck tonne of gang members and shit walking round with bats, machetes, some even holding pieces. Shit was fucked up. Anyway we stop near the edge of this little town and as soon as we get out the car we start hearing growling. Not that close to us but close enough to be a concern. So we wait a minute to see what was happening and see if it was safe and then we start hearing horrible barking and snapping rushing towards us and we hear the scampering of what sounded like a pack of fucking wolves. So we got everyone back in the truck and slammed the doors shut. And that’s when it first happened. The van…. didnt start. And that’s when I started to understand that we might actually fucking die. After about 2 minutes my dad gets it going and speeds off so fucking quick. The next like 4 hours are blank to me cause somehow my unaware ass fell asleep. But when I wake up we’re far closer to out complex. Or so I thought. At this point it’s like 1 in the morning and my dad realises that the van is low on fuel but we can’t find a station fucking anywhere so we’re driving about this town. Far bigger and more modern than the others but far more gang run. These places were not safe. Anyway we’re searching for this station and we finally see a sign for one as the van flicks to empty. We roll up to the station. No one there… it was fucking closed. What gas station is ever fucking closed!! That’s when we started to accept our losses and realise we were gonna have to sleep there until morning. Then all of a sudden like a sign from god some guy emerges from the darkness and goes into the station and turns all the lights on. My dad and brother run inside begging him for fuel but the guy kept saying no because he had to wait till opening hours. After abt 20 mins my dad and brother came strolling back out. Defeated looks on their faces. They get in the truck and don’t say a word for abt 10 seconds then my dad decides to finally say that the guy in the station has just gone round the back of the shop to their “reserve” supply to fill a tank up for us. He let us believe that we had to sleep in this gangbanger town overnight. After we got out fuel everything was a breeze. We got back to our hotel in the next hour and we went straight the bar. That’s my road trip story

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