Almost committed murder, was interrupted by a game warden. I'll tell the story. So a long time ago in a galaxy far far away I had a friend. This friend needed money, so I was going to help him make fast money. He was a schmuck so I developed a plan for a heist. Pulled of that heist, and did damn well for myself. Some time goes by and this friend brings me another fool. They both want to make some fast money, and I'm not really feeling it but am willing. Well my schmuck friend already told the fool all the details of the last heist, which for all you would be criminals out there: Never fucking do that. Alright, so the fool starts showing his true colors one day and "jokes" about turning us in because he was "sure there would be some kind of reward and he's just in it for the money". Well my schmuck washed his hands of the situation that instant and left me to clean up his mess. So a few days later I tell the fool, that is now in my sites as a soon-to-be my victim, that if I was going to do a heist then we needed a pistol and I can't buy one(I wasn't 21). So Victims dumb ass went and bought a cheap one. Then I told him we needed to go practice with it and took him out to a secluded piece of land to become proficient with his firearm. Well, I get him where I want him: down range. I load one in the chamber and line the sites up on the back of his shoulders, I'm squeezing the trigger and hear tires on gravel. I stop, lower, and clear the pistol. Because no one should be out here except me and him. Turns out it was a game warden telling us we couldn't be target shooting out there. So we left. Then I did a "heist" with him, intentionally "botched" it and let him go about the rest of his stupid fucking life. I'm telling you this because the rest of these have been weak thus far. Give me upvotes and I'll tell you some of the other things I've done, perhaps with more details and perhaps equally vague.