Mark Hofman
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Sooners "Practical Joke Ideas" thread was hilarious. I wanted to tell a story there, but I'll start a new thread here and ask y'all to see if you can knock it off the top of the heap.
In college, some girls pulled a practical joke on my roommate and me. Something stupid, but enough to make us want to get even.
One evening, we waited for them to go to the dining hall. He and I picked the lock to their room (okay...I'll admit it,...I picked those locks. Preacher's kid, remember?), and a couple of other rooms as well. We enlisted the help of two other friends and within 60 minutes, we had relocated everything from one room into the other, and the second room into the third, and the third room into the first.
Oh, and it was ALL put into place as if it had always been there, right down to the tumbtacks in the bulletin boards. Then we turned out the lights, shut the doors, and went into another room to watch the fun.
The girls came back, opened the door, started to walk in - and realized they were in the "wrong" room. They pulled the door shut, then looked up and down the hallway (counting doors), looked at the number on the door, and (again) unlocked the door.
NOPE! Still not your stuff!!!
They actually did this three times before it hit them that their stuff was in one of the remaining locked rooms.
I laughed my butt off.
The best part was that no one got hurt, nothin' got damaged, and all they had to do was tell the housing office that they were switching keys.
(That one got topped by a group of guys who moved another guys entire room out onto the 50-yard line of the football field, and set everything up just like it was in his room.)
(And then that one got topped when it was 55 below zero and somebody poured what must have been six thousand gallons of water all over the tires on the dean's car, freezing it to his driveway.)
In college, some girls pulled a practical joke on my roommate and me. Something stupid, but enough to make us want to get even.
One evening, we waited for them to go to the dining hall. He and I picked the lock to their room (okay...I'll admit it,...I picked those locks. Preacher's kid, remember?), and a couple of other rooms as well. We enlisted the help of two other friends and within 60 minutes, we had relocated everything from one room into the other, and the second room into the third, and the third room into the first.
Oh, and it was ALL put into place as if it had always been there, right down to the tumbtacks in the bulletin boards. Then we turned out the lights, shut the doors, and went into another room to watch the fun.
The girls came back, opened the door, started to walk in - and realized they were in the "wrong" room. They pulled the door shut, then looked up and down the hallway (counting doors), looked at the number on the door, and (again) unlocked the door.
NOPE! Still not your stuff!!!
They actually did this three times before it hit them that their stuff was in one of the remaining locked rooms.
I laughed my butt off.
The best part was that no one got hurt, nothin' got damaged, and all they had to do was tell the housing office that they were switching keys.
(That one got topped by a group of guys who moved another guys entire room out onto the 50-yard line of the football field, and set everything up just like it was in his room.)
(And then that one got topped when it was 55 below zero and somebody poured what must have been six thousand gallons of water all over the tires on the dean's car, freezing it to his driveway.)