heh-heh
I can be quite naughty some times.
Tony and I were playing Guild Wars some weekends ago, and we heard people out in the parking lot (it's a narrow lot that borders the apartment buildings). I peek out there (because they were being pretty loud and there was a dog barking like crazy) and see that someone is leaning against the back of my car yakking with their friends. (My car was parked in the assigned covered parking on the street side of the parking.) This pissed me off - it's the only peice of property I technically own, not to mention it was dirty and I didn't want some random goober scratching Zephyr (it happened to Phoenix).
Then a wonderfully evil idea popped into my head.
I grabbed my keychain with the car keys and the remote unlock. Said remote also has a "panic button." I go to the bedroom where the lights are off, point the remote through the blinds, notice that there are actually two people leaning against my car, scowl, and press the little red button.
Honk-honk-honk-honk-honk!
Both goobers jump like the car had bitten them, then started walking away as if they couldn't possibly have had anything to do with the car suddenly screaming bloody murder at them.
I giggle maliciously and turn off the alarm.
^_^
Tony and I were playing Guild Wars some weekends ago, and we heard people out in the parking lot (it's a narrow lot that borders the apartment buildings). I peek out there (because they were being pretty loud and there was a dog barking like crazy) and see that someone is leaning against the back of my car yakking with their friends. (My car was parked in the assigned covered parking on the street side of the parking.) This pissed me off - it's the only peice of property I technically own, not to mention it was dirty and I didn't want some random goober scratching Zephyr (it happened to Phoenix).
Then a wonderfully evil idea popped into my head.
I grabbed my keychain with the car keys and the remote unlock. Said remote also has a "panic button." I go to the bedroom where the lights are off, point the remote through the blinds, notice that there are actually two people leaning against my car, scowl, and press the little red button.
Honk-honk-honk-honk-honk!
Both goobers jump like the car had bitten them, then started walking away as if they couldn't possibly have had anything to do with the car suddenly screaming bloody murder at them.
I giggle maliciously and turn off the alarm.
^_^