Are you serious, or is this an exaggeration? That's f**king nuts, I didn't even know people did that. Stupid emo kids...JimmyMethod wrote:He listens to noise... not music... not techno, not even Power Noise, just plain, random, noise.
And he ****ing sits there with his door open, incense burning, blaring the sound of breaking glass, and metal on metal scraping.
Executive decision.... That's awesome. Golf Balls hurt like a mofo.HashiriyaS14 wrote:So I made the executive decision to come out of my room and start driving golf balls down the hallway in both directions, HARD. No matter which way I hit them, they still whacked the people in the hallway. I don't even think they know who did it, I just heard screams of pain and curse words (I hit like 10 balls), and then I closed my door and went to sleep.
God I want to be Hash when I grow up!HashiriyaS14 wrote:So I made the executive decision to come out of my room and start driving golf balls down the hallway in both directions, HARD. No matter which way I hit them, they still whacked the people in the hallway. I don't even think they know who did it, I just heard screams of pain and curse words (I hit like 10 balls), and then I closed my door and went to sleep.
Moral of the story: When in doubt, f**k someone's day up. I never heard a goddamned peep out of that douchebag again. Get creative about it, inflicting misery on those that deserve it is fun!!
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THATS AWESOMEHashiriyaS14 wrote:Are you serious, or is this an exaggeration? That's f**king nuts, I didn't even know people did that. Stupid emo kids...
Anyway, back in college, I lived in a big cylinder-shaped building freshman year. The elevator shaft was in the middle, then there was a circular hallway all the way around the floor with the rooms on the outside like pieces of pie (stay with me here).
One time during finals week first semester, some dumbass kid decided to invite a ton of people over, and there were like 15 people spilling out into the hall, listening to Juliana Theory really loud and generally making a shxt-ton of noise. Myself and a bunch of other people had repeateld asked nicely (by calling the room) that he keep it down, and he failed to comply.
So I made the executive decision to come out of my room and start driving golf balls down the hallway in both directions, HARD. No matter which way I hit them, they still whacked the people in the hallway. I don't even think they know who did it, I just heard screams of pain and curse words (I hit like 10 balls), and then I closed my door and went to sleep.
See attached diagram for a better idea of how the hallway looked, so you can see why this worked.
Moral of the story: When in doubt, f**k someone's day up. I never heard a goddamned peep out of that douchebag again. Get creative about it, inflicting misery on those that deserve it is fun!!
You're my hero, Kate.KA-Te wrote:Yay! I can use this picture twice in one day!
Make this soap and put it in the bathroom!
Done that with red Kool-Aid before - worked quite nicely.HashiriyaS14 wrote:In regards to Kate's "Emo Soap", I have a bathroom trick, if you can be absolutely certain that your victim is next in line to shower.....
(I did this to someone in my frat house, a closed environs, so it was relatively easy to pinpoint my victim)
99% of showerheads open up, i.e. the bottom part unscrews and there's sort of a hollow space in there, presumably for cleaning.
What you need to do is cut a coffee filter, or something even more porous (cheesecloth maybe) into something that will cover the bottom piece from the inside. Then fill the inside with something awful, how awful is up to you.
When we were doing this, one brother suggested we use red Kool-Aid, which I suppose would suck, but I stepped it up and used Comet.
Suffice it to say the mark was none too pleased.