The Rest of the Story
Because of a particular post, I feel the rest of the story needs to be told. As crossed my inbox yesterday and published with permission….
From: Jon [mailto: omitted @hotmail.com]
Sent: Wednesday, November 16, 2005, 8:18 PM
To: tif;dona; seth; tommie; brooke; jason; kellan; aaron; dixie
Subject: I Retire
As you all know by now, I have had bad luck with pranks this semester. I remember a day when I could hoist my roommate Joe onto a roof, covered in darkness and snow, all the while avoiding the motion light and detection. I remember a time when an unsuspecting sister would open the door to be met with a snowball or perhaps a cup of water from Tommie and I. My friends, these days are gone.
Earlier this year I suffered defeat in a pumpkin swap and I walked right into it (them). Sadly, tonight was the final straw.
Upon my way home from a test I realized I wouldn't be able to make church. As I continued to walk I realized that my roommates and I had (yes had) a key to the sisters apartment. Oh how we had schemed to use this key. We had planned to be subtle: missing toilet paper, no soap in the shower, a half glass of milk left out on a desk. It was all to play out over a period of time. It all ended when I decided to get spontaneous tonight.
I had already missed church because of my test so why not benefit from the sisters being there.
It all would have worked if but for the studious Dona. If not for her my roommates and I would be laughing it up as I recounted my opportunistic venture. But, Dona was there and I didn't even wait long enough for her to open the door.
Perhaps I have lost my touch, perhaps I never had one at all (parish the thought). So, after back-to-back defeats on the pranking field, I hang up my cleats. What hurts the most is that I let my roommates down, guys, I'm sorry.
Jon
From: Jon [mailto: omitted @hotmail.com]
Sent: Wednesday, November 16, 2005, 8:18 PM
To: tif;dona; seth; tommie; brooke; jason; kellan; aaron; dixie
Subject: I Retire
As you all know by now, I have had bad luck with pranks this semester. I remember a day when I could hoist my roommate Joe onto a roof, covered in darkness and snow, all the while avoiding the motion light and detection. I remember a time when an unsuspecting sister would open the door to be met with a snowball or perhaps a cup of water from Tommie and I. My friends, these days are gone.
Earlier this year I suffered defeat in a pumpkin swap and I walked right into it (them). Sadly, tonight was the final straw.
Upon my way home from a test I realized I wouldn't be able to make church. As I continued to walk I realized that my roommates and I had (yes had) a key to the sisters apartment. Oh how we had schemed to use this key. We had planned to be subtle: missing toilet paper, no soap in the shower, a half glass of milk left out on a desk. It was all to play out over a period of time. It all ended when I decided to get spontaneous tonight.
I had already missed church because of my test so why not benefit from the sisters being there.
It all would have worked if but for the studious Dona. If not for her my roommates and I would be laughing it up as I recounted my opportunistic venture. But, Dona was there and I didn't even wait long enough for her to open the door.
Perhaps I have lost my touch, perhaps I never had one at all (parish the thought). So, after back-to-back defeats on the pranking field, I hang up my cleats. What hurts the most is that I let my roommates down, guys, I'm sorry.
Jon
posted by kersh | 2:46 PM
2 Comments:
You oh so stole my idea! I was going to do the SAME thing!
uhmmm... was somethin' wrong with my post?
"MY PAPER'S TURNED IN!!!" she said with a goofy grin and glazed over eyes...
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