March 9, 1:35 am. Now Officially Known as "THE NIGHT OF THE KNIGHTS."
Where to start...
Last night was the night before our "house history day" in chapel, so we decided to pull a few pranks that were reminiscent of the old Leonard House. Speaking to Mr. Brezicki, Leonard's first housemaster, we acquired knowledge of an old prank in which tables in the Great Hall were stacked on top of eachother in a pyramid-like fashion, with a sign on top saying "EAT MY SOCKS, COWBOY." The pyramid had a bass of 16 tables, a second layer of 9 tables, a third layer of 4, and one table on top of that to "top it off."
Yes. This was EXTREMELY hard to do, but, it was done...
Therefore, we decided to re-pull this prank, along with another (which Mr. Gittings, property manager, was extremely pissed about.)
So, we set out into the cold, cold night. Brock Fowler left windows open in the basement of the school earlier on in the day, in order for us to enter the school after it had been locked for the night. On his command, we mobilized to the school, dressed in dark clothing to conceal our identities (this is like a james bond script). Once inside the school, we proceeded to pull the first prank.
The First Prank:
Pictures (extremely idiotic ones) were taken of each Deans boy, and about 400 copies were run off. Each one was placed inside a frame of some sort around the school, with the intent of forcing everyone at ridley to look at our ghastly faces for the whole day. Once this was finished, we proceeded to the dining hall.
The Second Prank:
We tried to get into the dining hall by our original idea of picking the door to the small dining hall (which leads into the large one) with a lock pick that brock had. However, it was soon realized that these locks are VERY VERY GOOD. so, we proceeded to look for another means of entry. Upon climbing up onto the roof, it was seen that windows were not locked, however, they were stopped with small latches that prevented them from opening more than a foot. Therefore, this idea was ruled out. We then set out for looking for another door or window that could be opened. Myles tried to take the hinges off the actual door, but was unsuccesful with two of the three hinges. Feeling depressed and much like failures, we wandered outside whimpering that we were going to look like large tools for not having pulled of this prank that was to be spoken about in chapel the next day. But, while wandering, a door to the kitchen was seen, and vlad decided to give lock-picking it a try. After about 5 minutes (and Fowler taking down a window to the boiler room which he thought connected to the kitchen, but didn't), Vlad opened the door. shouts of glee were heard, but were soon "shhd" by brock and many other seniors... It would've been a terrible thing to get caught just as we had entered.
Upon entrance to the dining hall, set-up was immediatley begun. The removal of chairs from all of the tables was first, soon followed by the creation of the base of the pyramid - 16 tables all formed a rectangle. Then, tables (9 of them heavy Oak fuckers) were lifted on top of the base, and arranged in a rectangle of the same shape. This was followed by six tables on top of the 9, and 4 tables on top of the 6, and 1 table on top of the 4 (keep in mind that we only had so many people to work with, and it took about 4 people to lift one table above their heads...4 layers x 4 = 16 people. absolutely greeeaaaat). we then proceeded to tape a large banner with the words "EAT ME BUNNIES" (referring to AB west, who's mascot is a playboy bunny) at the VERY TOP OF THE PYRAMID. i shit you not, this was the most amazing goddamn thing i've ever seen. after that, the letters "DH" were spelled with the chairs in the large space in front of the pyramid.
Upon our arrival back at the house, a slight "partay" celebration was started, with very many toasts. haha....that lasted about 2 hours, until we went to Tim Horton's at 4 FRIGGIN' A.M.
man. it was awesome.
although i did not go to bed (and i'm not exaggerating - i actually didn't sleep at all last night), it was oh-so-worth it.
Anyways, that is the story. Gittings had one hell of a time getting all our fruity-looking photos out of the frames and cases. man. every minute of it was mint.
we've decided that each year, on the exact same date, and exact same time, an equally awesome prank will be pulled. hope you guys enjoyed the story. it was the coolest frickin' thing i've ever been a part of in my life.
Last night was the night before our "house history day" in chapel, so we decided to pull a few pranks that were reminiscent of the old Leonard House. Speaking to Mr. Brezicki, Leonard's first housemaster, we acquired knowledge of an old prank in which tables in the Great Hall were stacked on top of eachother in a pyramid-like fashion, with a sign on top saying "EAT MY SOCKS, COWBOY." The pyramid had a bass of 16 tables, a second layer of 9 tables, a third layer of 4, and one table on top of that to "top it off."
Yes. This was EXTREMELY hard to do, but, it was done...
Therefore, we decided to re-pull this prank, along with another (which Mr. Gittings, property manager, was extremely pissed about.)
So, we set out into the cold, cold night. Brock Fowler left windows open in the basement of the school earlier on in the day, in order for us to enter the school after it had been locked for the night. On his command, we mobilized to the school, dressed in dark clothing to conceal our identities (this is like a james bond script). Once inside the school, we proceeded to pull the first prank.
The First Prank:
Pictures (extremely idiotic ones) were taken of each Deans boy, and about 400 copies were run off. Each one was placed inside a frame of some sort around the school, with the intent of forcing everyone at ridley to look at our ghastly faces for the whole day. Once this was finished, we proceeded to the dining hall.
The Second Prank:
We tried to get into the dining hall by our original idea of picking the door to the small dining hall (which leads into the large one) with a lock pick that brock had. However, it was soon realized that these locks are VERY VERY GOOD. so, we proceeded to look for another means of entry. Upon climbing up onto the roof, it was seen that windows were not locked, however, they were stopped with small latches that prevented them from opening more than a foot. Therefore, this idea was ruled out. We then set out for looking for another door or window that could be opened. Myles tried to take the hinges off the actual door, but was unsuccesful with two of the three hinges. Feeling depressed and much like failures, we wandered outside whimpering that we were going to look like large tools for not having pulled of this prank that was to be spoken about in chapel the next day. But, while wandering, a door to the kitchen was seen, and vlad decided to give lock-picking it a try. After about 5 minutes (and Fowler taking down a window to the boiler room which he thought connected to the kitchen, but didn't), Vlad opened the door. shouts of glee were heard, but were soon "shhd" by brock and many other seniors... It would've been a terrible thing to get caught just as we had entered.
Upon entrance to the dining hall, set-up was immediatley begun. The removal of chairs from all of the tables was first, soon followed by the creation of the base of the pyramid - 16 tables all formed a rectangle. Then, tables (9 of them heavy Oak fuckers) were lifted on top of the base, and arranged in a rectangle of the same shape. This was followed by six tables on top of the 9, and 4 tables on top of the 6, and 1 table on top of the 4 (keep in mind that we only had so many people to work with, and it took about 4 people to lift one table above their heads...4 layers x 4 = 16 people. absolutely greeeaaaat). we then proceeded to tape a large banner with the words "EAT ME BUNNIES" (referring to AB west, who's mascot is a playboy bunny) at the VERY TOP OF THE PYRAMID. i shit you not, this was the most amazing goddamn thing i've ever seen. after that, the letters "DH" were spelled with the chairs in the large space in front of the pyramid.
Upon our arrival back at the house, a slight "partay" celebration was started, with very many toasts. haha....that lasted about 2 hours, until we went to Tim Horton's at 4 FRIGGIN' A.M.
man. it was awesome.
although i did not go to bed (and i'm not exaggerating - i actually didn't sleep at all last night), it was oh-so-worth it.
Anyways, that is the story. Gittings had one hell of a time getting all our fruity-looking photos out of the frames and cases. man. every minute of it was mint.
we've decided that each year, on the exact same date, and exact same time, an equally awesome prank will be pulled. hope you guys enjoyed the story. it was the coolest frickin' thing i've ever been a part of in my life.