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1 2  UER Forum > Archived UE Main > Craziest UE Story (Viewed 1353 times) Wood Post  Location: Blacksburg Gender: Male  |  Re: Craziest UE Story <Reply # 20 on 2/21/2008 12:54 AM >   Posted by uLiveAndYouBurn yeah, you really should have. But I tried to cooperate anyways. I appreciate it. I'm spinning counter-clockwise, each turn robs the planet of angular momentum, slowing its spin the tiniest bit, lengthening the night, pushing back the dawn, giving me a little more time here with you. argonian  Location: Toronto, ON Gender: Female "Now with added cats!"  |  Re: Craziest UE Story <Reply # 21 on 2/21/2008 12:59 AM >   Posted by micro Oh, okay. There's this kid in my class, and she lives on her own without any parents or guardians, and she's eight. And she took the number off her house so the cops can't find her to take her to jail, and also, she took off the mailbox, so they can't send her a letter and say she's in trouble and has to go to jail. and she's eight like I say. Yeah, and the government wanted me to tell you that in the sewer there's this animal that's killing everything and nothing can stop it, and the only thing that can even slow it down is REALLY EXPENSIVE PERFUME! Do you wanna know why? I know this, but I can't place it. I am thinking Bruce McCulloch. Am I warm? Que pasa, baby? Air  Location: Canada  |  Re: Craziest UE Story <Reply # 22 on 2/21/2008 1:03 AM >   Posted by u25680 the craziest thing I've ever seen, was one time I went into an old building and saw peeling paint. ...only if you eat the chips. "The extraordinary beauty of things that fail." - Heinrich von Kleist Origato   |  Re: Craziest UE Story <Reply # 23 on 2/21/2008 6:20 AM >   My craziest UE story was like this one time at band camp.... Then there was this time we got lost driving to a mine, but I already told that and it wasn't that exciting even though we hit a kangaroo on the way back. We found sheds. Excitement plus. Caution! This user is a wise ass and may use sarcasm. Is my back pack good enough for UERing? Caligula  Location: Long Island Gender: Male I'm a hipster who wrestled a bear,Once  |  |  |  Re: Craziest UE Story <Reply # 24 on 2/21/2008 8:47 AM >   Gun pointed in my face: The day started at 5am, Met up with Vinsanity,Kronik and Desmet. Showed them around My local spot. Desmet left, We hit up some other buildings. Met up with Stepho and Rudolf. Vinsanity and kronik left. Got food, Met up with John. Plan was hit up 83. We walk there we get inside the fence when all of a sudden we see head lights coming from around the corner. "FUCK!" We hid in an outside stairwell (Said stairwell has been since filled in) We hid in that stairwell for a good hour because the headlights just stopped. I fell asleep in the stairs cause I had been there since 5 am, It was atleast 10PM now. "Fuck it!" We hop out of the stairwell and outside the fence and run to the front of the building. No one saw us. Security was parked behind the building. We started walking to Old Dock Road when two kids drive by and honk there horn,One got out took two pictures of us,Proceeded to honk more and then left. "That was weird." We keep walking and then we saw two flashlights coming at us from across the grass of York Hall and then heard "NEW YORK STATE POLICE, PUT YOUR FUCKIN HANDS UP AND DON'T MOVE!" They came up to us with guns drawn. They proceeded to interrogate us and let us go. Going through the floor: I was at my local location with a few friends. The group of buildings we were in,Group Two, Are old 1912 wood buildings. The fire dept. Used them for fire training a long time ago so the floors are very weak. One day I was walking the top floors main hallway. I stepped on a soft spot and my leg proceeded to the first floor via hole in the floor. As I was falling I proceed to gently place my camera in front of me. Luckily my leg caught on a beam and I only went through up to my waist. My Avatar actually foreshadowed this incident.. CONservative governMENt http://www.flickr....s/actofdepression/ “Global warming kills more people than 9/11 every week.” www.myspace.com/ttwg TurboZutek  King Dick Location: Scotland Gender: Male Giant octo-penised rapephant  |  |  |  Re: Craziest UE Story <Reply # 25 on 2/21/2008 11:42 AM >   Once I was assploring the old ambamboned mental asylum at my outside of town. We comes into the basement and I'm like 'AggghhhH!!' and my friends were like 'woah!' except Steve who just said 'hey hey': any why? THERE WAS THIS GIANT RAT!!! and it had the HEAD OF A CROW!! and the body of an ANT and the like, ass of a GIRAFFE!! AND IT FUCKING MOOOOOO'D AT US!!! Well, we knew this was a problem, so we UER'd some more acid tabs under our tounges and flew to safety!! loL!!111 Chris... We all had ostriches. My dad had an ostrich farm! I remember one day someone came in and said the high altitude bombing of Kosovo had been a limited success, so we all went out and celebrated… by killing an ostrich and boiling it in kiwi fruit. dsankt  Location: live and in the fresh  |  |  |  Re: Craziest UE Story <Reply # 26 on 2/21/2008 12:37 PM >   Posted by turbozutek Once I was assploring the old ambamboned mental asylum at my outside of town. We comes into the basement and I'm like 'AggghhhH!!' and my friends were like 'woah!' except Steve who just said 'hey hey': any why? THERE WAS THIS GIANT RAT!!! and it had the HEAD OF A CROW!! and the body of an ANT and the like, ass of a GIRAFFE!! AND IT FUCKING MOOOOOO'D AT US!!! Well, we knew this was a problem, so we UER'd some more acid tabs under our tounges and flew to safety!! loL!!111 Chris... DUDE! I saw that same fucken RatCrowAntGiraffeMooooer! I reckons it must have a uerer account, gets the location of the month then waits there to SCARE US! Batten down the hatches we've been infiltrated by rogue animals. If only we had some kind of fierce carnivour/predator like mascot to protect us! sleepycity.net: watch out for the third rail baby, that shit is high voltage. urbex and urban exploration photography TurboZutek  King Dick Location: Scotland Gender: Male Giant octo-penised rapephant  |  |  |  Re: Craziest UE Story <Reply # 27 on 2/21/2008 1:25 PM >   Posted by dsankt DUDE! I saw that same fucken RatCrowAntGiraffeMooooer! I reckons it must have a uerer account, gets the location of the month then waits there to SCARE US! Batten down the hatches we've been infiltrated by rogue animals. If only we had some kind of fierce carnivour/predator like mascot to protect us! Oh but we do Chris... We all had ostriches. My dad had an ostrich farm! I remember one day someone came in and said the high altitude bombing of Kosovo had been a limited success, so we all went out and celebrated… by killing an ostrich and boiling it in kiwi fruit. systemx29  This member has been banned. See the banlist for more information. Location: Long Island/Buffalo Gender: Male If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense.  |  |  Re: Craziest UE Story <Reply # 28 on 2/23/2008 7:15 PM >   ONCE THIS DUDE I KNOW THROWED POOP HE HAD POOPED ONTO THE WALL AND STUCK A SHOE IN IT. "Patient delusional-Is inventing space ships for a scientist." blitz  Location: Cumberland, ME Good news!  |  |  Re: Craziest UE Story <Reply # 29 on 2/23/2008 7:23 PM >   Once I went to a Wal*Mart and needed to get some shampoo that was on the top of the shelf, so it was like 10 or so feet in the air. It was the night watch, so I went up to the customer service, and asked if someone could grab it for me. Unfortunately, the lady at the desk was in a wheelchair and she was like "I can!". We proceeded back to the aisle with the soap in it, and she tried to grab the soap out of the air, until she realized she was 6 feet too short and I just found a ladder. I may not believe in marriage, but I do believe in best men. blackhawk  This member has been banned. See the banlist for more information. Location: Mission Control UER newbie  |  |  Re: Blast from the past <Reply # 30 on 2/23/2008 8:42 PM >   Wernher von Braun explored space! Just when I thought I was out... they pulled me back in. sludgeman  Location: USA, Ohio, Cleveland Gender: Male climb everything  |  Re: Craziest UE Story <Reply # 31 on 2/23/2008 9:45 PM >   i fell through a floor once, thats pretty exciting... also once... a long time ago i had been climbing up this pipe on the side of a wall... it was attatched at the top about 40 feet up but not attatched at the bottom, and it would swing freely, and swing away from the wall as i climbed up it... (I always put myself in bad situations). then i got to the top and looked at the pipe where it attatched to the wall and it was so close to not existing you wouldn't believe... the pipe should have been about four inches around but only about 3/4 of an inch or the circumference was left... so i was 40 feet up over concrete holding on to practically nothing... i started shaking so much. then in a burst of stupidity i pushed myself up on the nonexisting metal and climbed up on top... real scary ... long story... real scary. Hawkwind  Location: largo, Florida 33771... Gender: Male In Search Of Space  |  Re: Craziest UE Story <Reply # 32 on 2/24/2008 1:02 AM >   I was once exploring the Milford Quarries in Massachusetts looking for old cars and stuff, when I heard gun shots from hunters getting louder and louder, they were coming towards me. And I figured that they are shooting in my direction. (Don't hunters shoot in the direction they are walking?) And of course, the old ugly naked people hanging around two of the three quarries. I was once at Archbald Pothole State Park outside of Scranton/Wilkes Barre Pennsylvania, and I came upon a guy with a rifle shooting at an old car. I said Hi to the guy and he was surprised that I had the nerve to walk up to him. He was cool, too. He let me hold his rifle... /-/ooligan  Location: Las Vegas area Gender: Male When in danger, when in doubt, RUN IN CIRCLES, SCREAM AND SHOUT!  |  Re: Craziest UE Story <Reply # 33 on 2/24/2008 3:47 AM >   A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away.... I was in my senior year of high school, and in the Washington DC area for a week to visit some relatives. Of course I actually spent most of the time driving around the DC area solo in my aunt's car, checking out all sorts of old & active federal gov't & military sites. One site on my list was the FEMA bunker in Olney, Maryland, but all I knew was that it was "in" Olney, which actually just meant it was somewhere near Olney. Alas, these were the days before the the web, so I couldn't have just done a Google search or anything, plus, with it being a somewhat sensitive, operational US gov't bunker, they didn't exactly advertise their location in the phone book... I got to the Olney area & started exploring around, eventually trying the usual trick of stopping off at gas stations, 7-11s, etc. & asking the people there, because most locals usually end up knowing exactly or at least approximately where the local 'secret bunker' is, but I was having no success. So then I stop off at a payphone, call the main FEMA HQ switchboard, & ask them to connect me to the "FRC Olney" site, which they did without question. So now I'm on the phone with the place that I'm trying to find, but now what do I say?? Obviously I just can't ask where they're located. I social-engineer them by saying I was a courier en-route to their location, but having trouble finding the place. I guess they must have gotten US gov't courier service pretty regularly because the woman says something like "Oh, is it classified material for Jack Smith?!" & I say "Yep!" so the kind woman then gives me great directions for finding the place. 15 minutes later, I find myself at the gate & it was wide open, so I cautiously (but looking like I've done it 1000 times) drive on in. Pretty cool place. It's built inside of an old Nike missile launch site, so some of the old wooden Nike support buildings are still around, and there's all sorts of cool radio towers & antennas. The parking lot is on the roof of what was obviously the bunker & there were maybe 7 or 8 cars there, plus a nice helipad, and then a small concrete building in about the center of the parking lot, which was clearly the entrance to the underground facility. At this point, I'm of course very pleased with myself, but am thinking "OK, now what?" My youthful indiscretion made me decide that I might as well push my luck further, since at the time, I lived hundreds of miles away in another state, and didn't know if/when I'd have an opportunity to ever see that place again. So I park the car & walk to the small entrance building to the underground bunker, not having any idea what to expect, and being both thrilled and shocked at my brave stupidity, or stupid bravery (2+ decades later, I'm still not sure which I'm blessed/cursed with), as every step I took, I got to see more aspects of this facility. I open the smoked glass door to the structure & then to my left I see stairs leading down to an open bank-vault type blast door, straight ahead was a unstaffed security guard desk, with a telephone on it & a visitor sign-in book, but no sign of the guard. This brought me to the next moment of truth -- do I proceed on my own down the stairs? Do I wait patiently for the guard or someone to return to the desk? Do I not push my luck any further & have my feet beat a hasty retreat? I figured that since I was only about 16 at the time, there's no way they could really think I was a Soviet spy (& this did all take place during the 1980s height of the Cold War, when the USSR did still very much exist), so maybe, somehow, if I did get into trouble, they would write me off as the stupid but otherwise harmless twerp that I was. So I gingerly proceeded down the steps thru the first blast door. [At this point, I'm going to leave out a few basic security/layout details out of respect for the site, which is still in operation] I come across another open blast door leading to a hallways & series of offices, but the stairs also continued further down. It suddenly (better late than never...) dawns on me that I have no idea what in the world I'm going to say to someone who sees me & asks who I am & what I'm doing there -- I never figured I'd get far enough to where a detailed & plausible story would be necessary. The second thing that dawns on me is that based on the # of cars in the parking lot, it didn't seem like there would be a lot of employees in the place, so there was a likelihood that I'd end up meeting the same person whom I'd just spoken with on the phone about 25 minutes prior, she'd recognize my voice, and in-person, there was no way whatsover the courier story would work. So as I finally exited the stairwell onto one of the interior levels (I forget which one now) & am really starting to hope that SOMEONE does come across me soon & ends my anxiety long before I stumble across any extraterrestrials, nuclear weapons, JFK making-out with Marilyn Monroe or whatever that'd force them to kill me, I am also silently practicing a hill-billy accent to disguise my voice. I wander past some rather normal-looking offices, into a pretty large open-floor computer mainframe room & past a couple staff members (40' away) whom I immediately noticed had ID badges in prominent view. Still, no one says anything to me. It dawns on me that not only do I of course NOT have any ID badge around my neck, but that once-comforting thought of "I am & look like a high-school senior -- so they won't really ever think I could be a spy" re-enters my mind transformed into "I don't think they have high-school seniors wandering about this place, so now I really do stand out." Mercifully, some guy comes down the hallway, and perhaps only because he recognized my facial expression as a silent plead of "Please end my angst by making contact with me & ask me what I'm doing here!" he did say something along the lines of "Uh, can I help you?" I responded (with my hillbilly accent) that I was there to inquire about a job, and that I was sorry to have been wandering around, but there had been no one topside. The guy was pretty non-plussed about it, and I got to see more parts of the bunker as we wandered around, with him looking for the woman I needed to speak with. He finally found her, and turned me over to her. The nice thing about it was that she must have assumed he knew me, or at least that he hadn't just found me wandering around inside the place, so she was very pleasant with me. She was clearly the woman that'd given me directions on the phone, so my hillbilly accent probably became more extreme once I started dealing with her. She asked me what job I was looking for & I told her that I understood they needed more communications personnel (I knew that a main function of the bunker was as a communications site), so after she found the right OPM form for me, she then proceeded to give me basically the grand tour of the facility -- the emergency generators, one of the big rooms where evacuated gov't officials would sleep in bunk beds, the communications center (even pointing out that the crypto vault was located behind the curtain), the cafeteria room which would feed the evacuated VIPs, etc. She picks up an intercom phone located outside a hardened door & identifies herself, the door buzzes open, and she opens the door & proceeds to show me the 'Alternate National Warning Center' (the primary was/is located inside the NORAD Cheyenne Mountain bunker...), but I could tell the guy sitting at the console didn't realize she had someone with her, so he brought a quick end to that portion of the tour. I don't know exactly how long I was inside the bunker for. It was one of those deals where my heart was beating so far, it might have just been 30 minutes, or it might have been 75 minutes, but it ended with her walking me back up the stairs & giving me hints about how to apply for the job as well as writing down her name & work phone # in case I had any further questions. When we got to the top of the stairs I saw that the armed guard was there at his seat, and based on his appearance, he might have been hiding somewhere eating a 21 piece bucket of KFC's extra crispy when I waltzed inside the bunker entrance. Had it not been for me being madly in love with the girl I was dating at the time, I might have actually applied-for & gotten the job in that bunker after graduating from high school. That experience spoiled me, because it resulted in me continuing to push my luck well beyond any sensible levels during excursions to various other military sites over the years. Now that I'm definitely older & arguably wiser, I consider myself to be in semi-retirement regarding still-active sites & tend to focus on the closed ones. Keep in mind that the above --if it ever really did happen-- took place over a decade prior to 9/11/01. I know for a fact it & most other federal/military sites have much better security measures & policies now, and all security-sensitive commercial, private & government operations explicitly encourage their staff to either challenge people and/or report the situation to security forces immediately. /-/ooligan There are no stupid questions, just stupid people. fiftyone_eggs  Location: jerzey Gender: Male  |  |  Re: Craziest UE Story <Reply # 34 on 2/24/2008 4:24 AM >   i was walking toward a favorite large industrial spot through a path in the woods when some dude booked past me on the path coming the other way. no time for 'hi, how ya doin'. i thought that was weird but i continued. getting close to the grounds there was an abandoned parking lot i had to cross in plain view and there was a dark green sedan parked there with some dude in the drivers seat watching me. weird thing #2 but i continued. when i got just outside the place a dark green helicopter swooped down and started circling low around the place. scared the shit out of me but i managed to duck inside an abandoned pump house and wait it out (it circled for about 15 mins). weird thing #3, but i decided i got this far - just go inside now. when i got inside i took shots for about 3 hours without further incident. dsankt  Location: live and in the fresh  |  |  |  Re: Craziest UE Story <Reply # 35 on 2/24/2008 10:25 AM >   Posted by /-/ooligan A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away.... /-/ooligan Awesome, gotta love that feeling of youthful invulnerability! Man if I knew how much more shit I could have gotten away with... sleepycity.net: watch out for the third rail baby, that shit is high voltage. urbex and urban exploration photography Wood Post  Location: Blacksburg Gender: Male  |  Re: Craziest UE Story <Reply # 36 on 2/24/2008 3:25 PM >   Posted by /-/ooligan A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away.... /-/ooligan Those were the kind of stories I was looking for. Thanks for sharing. I'm spinning counter-clockwise, each turn robs the planet of angular momentum, slowing its spin the tiniest bit, lengthening the night, pushing back the dawn, giving me a little more time here with you. tholcomb  Location: Chattanooga, TN Gender: Male Captain Baghead!  |  Re: Craziest UE Story <Reply # 37 on 2/28/2008 7:48 AM >   Posted by Boyington's bastard http://www.uer.ca/...pic/norm/96732.jpg Wernher von Braun explored space! http://www.uer.ca/...pic/norm/96735.jpg I EXPLORED HIS DESKKZ! redox  Location: Arkham, Mass Gender: Male Oi! You! Don't be a TOSSER!  |  Re: Craziest UE Story <Reply # 38 on 2/28/2008 11:32 AM >   Posted by uLiveAndYouBurn Got stuck on top of a smokestack once because the top two steel rungs fell off. I ended up calling a friend who climbed up and threw me a rope which I tied around the top. I then slid down to the other ladder rungs and we left just as the sun was coming up. Had to leave the rope. Reminds me of a certain fearless explorer I know. White Rabbit shits his pants: http://www.youtube...atch?v=tz-a2UDcGzE "The process of delving into the black abyss is to me the keenest form of fascination." -H.P. Lovecraft UER Forum > Archived UE Main > Craziest UE Story (Viewed 1353 times)  1 2  All content and images copyright © 2002-2024 UER.CA and respective creators. Graphical Design by Crossfire. 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