From Blow-Up Doll to Blow-Up Fight
A neighbour who had bought a blow-up doll gave me an idea for a good prank...
a prank that would blow-up as well.
We were sitting outside, conversing. The conversation was taking a dirty turn, and blow-up dolls were mentioned. A neighbour had spoken up, and said, "I had just bought one!" We all laugh and make jokes, teasing this neighbour, but in good fun. But when someone redirected the conversation to being about a *particular neighbour....
I ask the neighbour if he had kept the box:
"Of course! I need to throw it out discretely, but haven't done it yet. I just got it earlier today."
"Go get the box and a marker." I described to them what I was going to do. Needless to say, they laughed their asses off.
I wrote on the box, "Property of [*neighbour's full name]. Return if found." Now, we had to get him to see it. So, I went to put it in the recycling room and got a neighbour to go knock on the *neighbour's door, telling him there is something he may have accidentally thrown out in the garbage room. However, the neighbour that told the *neighbour was highly "uninhibited," and told the *neighbour who it was as well.
The *neighbour comes out after the other, cursing and swearing at me, calling me every name under the sun. I assured him it was just a joke; all for laughs. He goes back into the lobby. We all thought he had went back inside, but when we head back inside, he was fucking standing right there with a broom in hand! "Aaaaggghhhhrrrrr!!!" I quickly jump back, and he chases me around the yard. He gives up a short while later, huffing and puffing. We all were laughing our asses off.
"Don't you ever fucking do anything like that again!" he shouts.
When we went back inside, we peaked around the corner, just to make sure that he wasn't there. Myself, especially, was very cautious not to run into him again when heading back to my apartment. Didn't want him pulling another sneaky surprise on me. He might get me this time, I worried.
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