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This story happened just a few months ago. The guy's and girl's dorms at my university take it in turns to prank each other. After the first prank of the year, a lame attempt to fuck up our morning waste disposal by coating our bathroom floor in honey and tampons we decided it was time to throw a dance party in their hallway. We went and got the bass amp out of the Concert Auditorium, a handful of garbage bags, Streamers, strobe lights, one of those imitation disco balls, and my friend's iPod. We set our alarms for 3:50 AM and go to bed early.

Come 4:00 AM we sneak up to the second floor lounge in our boxers and get our gear ready. Our earlier reconnaissance work led us straight to the outlets and we got to work. Covering the all night lights with the garbage bags, setting up the lights, and blasting Daft Punk through the amp at full volume.

It took a few seconds for stuff to sink in, cause we were dancing for about a minute before any of the girls showed their faces. Many of them were clearly ticked off, but nobody knew what to do. One girl decided to join in, and that was the second best part of the night. The best was when the first floor girls started showing up.

One of them was livid. This girl ran right into the fray, shouting at the top of her lungs "Ok, this party's over." and "Go to bed" among other hysterical orders. She wound up right in my face, literally centimeters away from my nose, screaming into my face. I can tell you her breath didn't smell all that great. This girl then proceeded to unplug the amp and all the lights, even after the music had died, screaming at us all to get out of their dorm.

Upon returning to our hallway, one of our buddies, who didn't participate in the prank in favor of sleeping for his 8:00 AM class, was up and about regardless, wondering what the hell had just happened.

The next morning we realized the gravity of our prank, which made it all the better. People from the basement apartments were reporting being woken up and not too happy. My sister on the first floor gave me the break down of the girls she knows in her dorm. Some of them honestly thought the building was being attacked, locked their doors, and feared for their lives. One girl, who apparently is fiercely religious, thought it was the end of the world, and thought it was the rapture.

Just goes to show what your brain comes up with when it's not ready for the unexpected.

It's our turn for a prank next, so i'll have another story to post hopefully in a few weeks time.

Jam it back in, in the dark.

I figured i'd try and resurrect this thread by posting the latest prank to hit our halls.

So my roommate has never liked this guy on our floor. I can't really blame him, he's a bit dense, never stops talking, and isn't always the most enjoyable person to be around. His roommate is one of my best friends. I've learned to tolerate his existence as i hang out with my buddy alot.

So my roommate recently pulled an allnighter finishing one of his term papers. He still went to his morning classes, which left him ruined. He fell asleep in the student lounge and was there for about an hour until the annoying guy shows up. A bit of background, the annoying guy has this harem of girls who follow him around, and he flirts with them constantly, and vice versa. They usually dominate the first floor lounge, unless someone can beat them to it. I guess they wanted to take over, so he goes to the caf, and gets a pitcher of water. He dumps on my roommate, basically soaking him from head to toe.

My roommate swears revenge. He goes out to the grocery store and buys the biggest container or minced garlic i've ever seen. He takes some tin floil tart shells and fills them with the minced odor creators. He places about four or five of them strategically around the annoying guy's room, back corner of his closet, on top of the book shelf, under the bed, then steals the window handle for opening the window, and the doorstop. That room starts to smell rank. I'm amazing my buddy and the annoying guy were even able to sleep.

My buddy tells me that his room is starting to smell, and that his window handle is gone, as well as his doorstop. I'm unaware of this prank, so i sympathize. One day, i'm looking through my roomy's junk drawer for some duct tape or something, when i find a window handle and a door stop. That's when it all starts to fall into place. i confronted my roommate about it, and he confessed, but then announced that he was going to end it that night. We informed the annoying guy (when i say we, i mean all the guys on the floor bascically at once) and he's not actually angry, but relieved.

Apperantly he was terrified that it was him that was making the smell. He couldn't figure it out, so had resorted to showering three times a day to try and get clean. That part made everyone laugh.

There's nowhere I can't reach.