Posted on 02/27/2013 5:58:22 AM PST by k4gypsyrose
It's the product of 520 metres of tin foil, 580 plastic cups, 62 litres of water and a whole lot of time to kill that only students could enjoy.
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This “prankster” has way too much time on his hands.
Bump.
I’ve seen some young guys wrapping a friend’s car with several rolls of saran wrap while he was in working. Them (pausing with guilty looks on their faces) “Hi, uh, this is our friend’s car, we’re just having some fun with him...” Me: “I didn’t see anything boys...”
Well, after this he really can put on the tinfoil hat...and the tinfoil undies, too.
Hmm, all that shinny foil... I think the roommates (flat-mates, sorry) missed something: a disco ball and a spotlight (blacklight?) would be pretty cool...
That ain't nothin'.
Back when I was in school, a bunch of folks completely emptied out a guy's room, while he was in it. I think they even got the light fixture. All that was left was the chair and desk he was sitting at.
There was a guy distracting the resident. Wanted help on an engineering problem.
Many years ago, my husband was living at Lindgren House — a dorm at Northwestern U — when 2 other residents irritated some of the guys on his floor by slipping smoked herring under their doors and stinking up their rooms. Some of my husband’s cohorts put their heads together and managed to access the room where these perps lived.
My husband had a part time job in a grocery store. He received a phone call one evening asking him to bring home 2 dozen eggs and a pound of Limburger cheese. The guys, who were mad about the herring, spread Limburger cheese on the radiators in the “herring boys’” room and turned up the heat. Then they replaced every light bulb in the room with a flash bulb (available with the same thread in those days). They placed the eggs in the overhead light fixture.
So, when the “herring boys” came home and turned on the lights to see why thir room was so hot and smelled so bad, the flash bulbs flashed and went out, leaving them in the dark. Still in the dark, they opened the overhead light fixture to replace the bulb and they were greeted with raw eggs falling on their heads.
The “herring boys” slept in the hall for the rest of the quarter, their room smelled so bad.
Many years ago, my husband was living at Lindgren House — a dorm at Northwestern U — when 2 other residents irritated some of the guys on his floor by slipping smoked herring under their doors and stinking up their rooms. Some of my husband’s cohorts put their heads together and managed to access the room where these perps lived.
My husband had a part time job in a grocery store. He received a phone call one evening asking him to bring home 2 dozen eggs and a pound of Limburger cheese. The guys, who were mad about the herring, spread Limburger cheese on the radiators in the “herring boys’” room and turned up the heat. Then they replaced every light bulb in the room with a flash bulb (available with the same thread in those days). They placed the eggs in the overhead light fixture.
So, when the “herring boys” came home and turned on the lights to see why thir room was so hot and smelled so bad, the flash bulbs flashed and went out, leaving them in the dark. Still in the dark, they opened the overhead light fixture to replace the bulb and they were greeted with raw eggs falling on their heads.
The “herring boys” slept in the hall for the rest of the quarter, their room smelled so bad.
As I read your tale, I was wondering how the feat could have been accomplished while your friend was awake. Then I read this:
Wanted help on an engineering problem.
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I am married to an engineer, and I can see my husband just totally engrossed in an engineering problem while something like this was happening all around him. Hyperfocus. Love it.
A few of the older guys we hang out with were going to the Saratoga Race track for the Travers. The needed to leave from our city at 4:00AM to get there at the right time to check in. When they went out to get in the car it had been Shrink Wrapped. Six inches thick. It was genius.
Then there is the poor divorcee who put raw shrimp, shells and all in the electric heaters around the house before she gave it to her ex-husband. Ah, sweet revenge :)
I lived in the dorm at University School. I used a ruler to dump a couple of sardines way inside the steam radiator in another guy’s room. The Headmaster knew I’d done it, but had no proof. He begged me to make it go away, and promised no repercussions. He kept a close eye on me for the next two years though. I managed to keep pranking anyway. A Lucky Strike stuck on the fuse of a cherry bomb makes a great time bomb!
We had a guy once who was the loudest snorer I ever heard. He came back to the barracks drunk and passed out most every night and snored so loudly that half the people in the bay couldn’t sleep. Once four of us got up and carried him, still in his bunk, outside to the parking lot, and he never stopped the noise the whole time. It didn’t help anything, tho, but we enjoyed doing it.
Our secretaries came in on Sunday and did this to the boss’s office for his 60th Birthday. He has a beachball size globe of aluminum foil in his office.
Well I’m glad you did not wind up the way the brilliant master-mind prankster from my husband’s class at Northwestern did. He became a hopeless alcoholic; and just when he seemed to have his life turned around (wife and child), he died of a heart attack at an early age (around 30-35). The tales of his exploits live on, however.
Quite fascinating to watch from the outside. I went looking on google to see if I could find the name of the program, or a youtube (it was that amazing a change in surroundings, not subtle at all), but no luck.
Reminds me of an early date with my (now) husband. We sat in the restaurant talking. All the people left. The restaurant closed. The waiters put chairs on tables and vaccuumed, etc. We didn’t notice. We were absolutely engrossed in our conversation. Eventually, staff told us it was time to go, and we were completely surprised. We had been there about 2 1/2 hours.
At USNA to get back at some upperclassmen we made a lake of their room. The door had about 1/2 inch clearance and was tile on cement. We wetted some towels to make a trough outside the door and poured bucket after bucket of water in until there was about 2 inches of water throughout the entire room. To top it off we pennied the door shut, so they were late to morning formation and stuck in the water.
Been there, done that. Friends wedding. Somehow or another, we’re still friends.
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