More Stupid College Pranks  

keithcancook 60M
10847 posts
4/16/2005 4:38 pm
More Stupid College Pranks

Tom agreed to try it and in we went. The office was dark. Whoever’s office it was had placed their desk right in front of the window. I had to climb across the desk first.

Now imagine one drunk guy climbing across your desk in the dark. By the time Tom had dragged himself across it was a bit rearranged to put it mildly. No way this would go unnoticed in the morning, no matter how hard we tried to fix it back up.

We were afraid to turn on a light. (I realized then that if we were caught it would be difficult to get them to believe that it was a prank and not attempted robbery.).

There was a light glowing from under the crack of the door. I went over and cautiously opened it. On the other side was a long rectangular office. It had seven other doors exactly like the one I was peeking out of and a secretary’s desk in the middle. One person must have been secretary to the seven offices. The eighth door was the exit.

But which one was it? All those doors were exactly alike. I felt like Alice when she first got to Wonderland and was in that long hall. I stepped into the room with Tom pressing close behind me.

He was too close. Before I could warn him, he stepped into the secretary’s room behind me and I turned quickly and said “No, don’t shut…”

My heart sank as I heard the little click as the door shut. I didn’t like the looks of this place and I didn’t want to chance getting locked in. I tried the door that we had just used. The handle would not turn, it was locked tight.

Frantically I ran to each door and tried to open it. All in vain. They were all locked! Oh My God! What a fine pickle I have gotten us into this time!
Dang! This is longer that I thought it would be. Sorry but, this will have to be completed tomorrow. Stay tuned!


expatbrit49 62M

4/17/2005 5:35 am

Good I cant wait I love reading about the stupid things people do and I am sure this comment will not upset coffee

Thank You for Your Time and Attention


keithcancook 60M
17859 posts
9/29/2005 4:02 pm

BLOG WARS Episode III Return of the Slits

Long ago, in a galaxy far far away...

The Blogactic Republic has seen its better days.
Once offering peace and stability throughout the known blogosphere
the Republic is now but a shadow of its former preeminence and glory.
For a new power has arisen and wrested control.
Wielding fearsome new weapons The New Empire has assailed the old Republic
with a ferocity never before witnessed and a velocity approaching light speed.
In short order the old Republic was swept away...
On a quest to destroy The New Empire's most powerful weapon, the Blog Padder,
A small band of loyalists begin their dangerous mission.


Ok gang, we've gone over this dozens of times. Does everyone know their responsibilities? We are only going to get one shot at this.

expatbrit49 Do you always have to be so damn professional Fluke? When do I get some shag time with Principal Lay? I mean Cute Backup is great wookie, but I have a thing for blue bloods and I want some of Lay's royal heinie.

purejoy4fem Why do I always feel like Maryanne in Gilligans Island? Always playing second fiddle to a sweeter sounding violin. Jeesh!

expatbrit49 Now now, Cute Backup You know I love you (Yeah, Right!). Why not go and sit with Ya-owe-me-one and give him a little wookie? He is said to be skilled with his sabre.

purejoy4fem At least he's got one Hung So-Low. It's a better weapon than that puny little gun that you pull out when the action gets hot. It never ceases to crack me up that you have a name as cool as Hung So-Low and all the possibilities which that implies; yet you have no sabre with which to back it up. What a joke.

Enough! Stop this squabbling! You sound like the Emperor and his cronies. Bickering over such drivel and harping and sniping at each other. The fate of the entire Blogosphere is in our hands. All eyes are upon us. We must not fail.

expatbrit49 purejoy4fem BLONDENEEDSSEX Bite me, Cum-blow-me.

purejoy4fem Yeah, you are always talking down to us. Like you're something special. Well, at least we don't go out wearing the same stinkin' bathrobe all the time.

: Or pull out out our sabres just to show off.

BLONDENEEDSSEX Or open our legs to spacemen.

expatbrit49 Ha! That's all you ever do, Principle Lay. Don't you have a better come back than that?

BLONDENEEDSSEX Oh! You are SO in trouble for saying that, Hung So-Low.

I agree, that was a low blow, So-Low.
Now stop this everyone. Can't you see what is happening to us? The shadow of the Empire has spread and even now we are under the influence of the DARK SIDE of the Farce. We must cleanse our minds of conflict and doubt. Think of flowers rather than fights. For it is with flowers that we shall defeat the Empire and restore good will to the Blogosphere.

: Ya-owe-me-one Cum-Blow-me is right. We must be at peace with ourselves if we wish to bring peace to the Blogosphere. With my Principal Lay under me and a Cute Back-up under her I now have a staff stout enough to complete this mission. Are ya with me girls?

purejoy4fem BLONDENEEDSSEX Gawd Yes! Take us now! ...um, we mean yes! we're with you!

expatbrit49 Hey, what about me? I'm still captain of The Kill-any-man Falcon. It's mine ya know. The rumors that I stole it from the Les-Bians is a lie.

[photo BLONDENEEDSSEX] Give it up Hung.

[photo purejoy4fem] Yeah, let us know when ya get a REAL sabre.

[photo expatbrit49] Y'all will be begging for it when I become a hero, defeat the Emperor, and destroy the Blog Padder before it inflates another blog.

[photo keithcancook]: Ha! That'll be the day. You're not even a red-eye, Hung So-Low.

[photo expatbrit49] Sorry, but the mystical process for red-eye initiation really turns me off. And at the end of pledge week, when they slam a door on the tip of your pecker to induct you into the club... well, that's a real deal breaker for me. I don't wanna be a red-eye.

[photo keithcancook]: You do not know the power of the Farce. Red-eye training will toughen you. It could even give you some length. Then you won't have to take the ribbing that all the girls give you when they see you naked.

[photo Tala4u2] What Fluke says is true Hung So-Low. With the Farce as his ally, a red-eye can part many heavenly bodies in a single night. But that is for another time. Now we must concentrate on our mission. The Blog Padder must be destroyed and we need to act swiftly.

[photo keithcancook]: Must I face Heart Jader, master?

[photo Tala4u2] I am afraid so Fluke.

[photo keithcancook]: But isn't he my father? How can I face him after what he did to my mother. The poor soul is so jaded now that she hates all men. Including me!

[photo Tala4u2] Your father he is, but face him you must. Your mother is not the only woman to fall under his spell only to be cast aside later. You must defeat him and restore confidence to the hearts of all women.

[photo keithcancook]: There is good in him still. I can sense it. I will bring him back to the Flowers.

[photo Tala4u2] Unclear, his future is. But he is a BlogWriter, and in him the Farce is strong. Be wary when you confront him. He can turn you yet. Then what will your Principle Lay become? Your right hand? (And with that new bionic model you have attatched, you could sever your sabre if you're not careful). Nay! Heart Jader must be stopped!

[photo expatbrit49] We are approaching the Gay-go-butt system. The Blog Padder is protected by an energy shield projected from the tiny MOON of Bend-Over, on the far side of the blog. Take your places everyone.

[photo Tala4u2] Not those places Principle Lay! Get your nose out of Cute Back-ups muff. Haven't you had enough wookie yet? You're insatiable.

[photo BLONDENEEDSSEX] Oh pooh! Every time I try and get a little wookie from Cute Back-up somebody always has to rain on my parade.

[photo purejoy4fem] Mmmmmppphhhh...

[photo Tala4u2] Prepare to launch the stolen Imperial shuttle. Now we will see if those codes for which we paid so dearly are of any worth. When we gain entry to The Blog Padder we must take out the main reactor and then get the hell out of there fast. When the reactor explodes innane comment shrapnel will spew forth in all directions.
Fluke and I will take the shuttle. Hung So-Low, Principle Lay, and Cute Back-up will continue to Bend-Over in the Kill-any-man Falcon and disable the energy shield. Let's go!

MEANWHILE, ABOARD THE BLOG PADDER HEART JADER IS RESTLESS...

[photo travelingintexas] What is it?

[photo HardlyYours4Now] A shuttle sir. They are requesting permission to dock. The codes are older, but they do check out. I was just about to clear them. Shall I deny them docking?

[photo travelingintexas] No, I will deal with them myself. Clear them immedieately.

[photo HardlyYours4Now] Can you repeat that sir? I can't understand you with all that heavy breathing in the background.

BACK ON THE SHUTTLE FLUKE SENSES HIS FATHER JUST AS HEART JADER SENSES HIS SON...

[photo keithcancook] I have a very bad feeling about this. I shouldn't have come. I am endangering the mission, Ya-owe-me-one.

[photo Tala4u2] It is too late to retreat now. Is your sabre ready? Don't forget to bring the droids.

[photo keithcancook] C'mon RU-Free2Screw? and get C-My-PP-Grow away from those girlie magazines. Jeeze, why did we have to get a droid fluent in 40,000,000 masturbation techniques?

[photo SensuallyKatey] Tweet-tweet-twitter-tweet-twitter!

[photo dz2502] Oh! Do I have to stop now? I was just getting to the centerfold.

[photo Tala4u2] We have docked. Prepare to disembark. The deck is deserted and the coast is clear. RU, link up to the main computer and jam the firing sequence to The Blog Padder. Fluke, we must separate now. I will go to the reactor and start fucking with it. You wander around and see if there are any exciting ways to get in trouble. Then I will come back and save you even though I will have already been undone by Heart Jader.
(I cheated and read ahead in the script).

[photo keithcancook] I hope Principle Lay, Cute Back-up, and Hung So-Low can disable the energy shield. Although I don't understand why we need to. I mean, we are already aboard The Blog Padder so why do we need them, Ya-owe-me-one?

[photo Tala4u2] Don't worry about it Fluke. This is a Sci-Fi morality play. Plot continuity is not necessary for the point to be made.


On the Gay-Go-Butt MOON of Bend-Over The Kill-any-man Falcon has landed...

[photo expatbrit49] Girls, we have arrived on Bend-Over. Are you ready to complete the mission? Hey! What're y'all doin? Didn't Ya-owe-me-one tell you guys to stop that? Get yer face outta Cute Back-up's muff, Principle Lay.

[photo BLONDENEEDSSEX] Ease up, Hung So-Low. This part of the plot is of no consequence to the overall production. Now get over here gimme some while I give Cutie some.

[photo purejoy4fem] Mmmmmppphhhh...

BACK ON THE BLOG PADDER, Ya-owe-me-one Cum Blow-Me HAS DISABLED THE REACTOR AND IS ON HIS WAY TO FIND FLUKE, WHEN SUDDENLY HEART JADER APPEARS AND INFLATES HIS SABRE...

[photo Tala4u2] I knew I would find you here my old Paddle-One. Spank me, but by the size of that sabre I see that you have grown in power.

[photo travelingintexas] It is true, Ya-owe-me-one. Now you are the student and I am the master. I will soon teach you the power of the DARK SIDE.

[photo Tala4u2] Enough of this chit chat Jader. All you have become is a MASTER DEBATER. Yet your words shall never conquer me. En garde!

AFTER CROSSING SABRES FOR AWHILE, Ya-owe-me-one STOOPS TO PICK SOME FLOWERS WHEN HEART JADER POUNCES AND GIVES HIM FULL SABRE. Ya-owe-me-one TAKES IT TO THE HILT AND COLLAPSES INTO NOTHINGNESS AS FLUKE BLOGWRITER ENTERS THE SCENE...

[photo keithcancook] Father! What has now come? You have undone Ya-owe-me-one.

[photo travelingintexas] He is not done, son. The Farce is strong with him. And he did disarm the The Blog Padder.

[photo keithcancook] He did? I owe you one Ya-owe-me-one. At last! I waited all day to deliver that corny line!

[photo travelingintexas] It is of little avail Fluke. Now you will turn to the DARK SIDE. Soon you will be padding blogs with the best of them. After that I will teach you how to jade women.

[photo keithcancook] I will never turn to the DARK SIDE father. You have failed. Why can't you control your anger and be nice to women? Be a heart-jader no more dad. I sense the good in you.

[photo travelingintexas] It is too late for me son. I have padded too many blogs and jaded too many women.

[photo keithcancook] Here dad, have some flowers. Doesn't that soothe you? Can't you just get along with all the other bloggers in the Blogosphere? Join with us and be a peacemaker, not a war monger.

[photo travelingintexas] Oh son! These flowers are truly beautiful. Yes! I do! I do want peace in BlogLand. If I switch sides can I get a piece of Principal Lay?

[photo keithcancook] Of course pops. She puts out for everyone. Even heavy breathers like yourself. Wait until you see her with Cute Back-up. That wookie can wail! Yummy.

WITH THE DESTRUCTION OF THE BLOG PADDER PEACE HAS BEEN RESTORED TO THE BLOGOSPHERE.

THE END


keithcancook 60M
17859 posts
9/29/2005 4:22 pm

BLOG WARS Episode I Return of the Slits

Long ago, in a galaxy far far away...

The Blogactic Republic has seen its better days.
Once offering peace and stability throughout the known blogosphere
the Republic is now but a shadow of its former preeminence and glory.
For a new power has arisen and wrested control.
Wielding fearsome new weapons The New Empire has assailed the old Republic
with a ferocity never before witnessed and a velocity approaching light speed.
In short order the old Republic was swept away...
On a quest to destroy The New Empire's most powerful weapon, the Blog Padder,
A small band of loyalists begin their dangerous mission.


Ok gang, we've gone over this dozens of times. Does everyone know their responsibilities? We are only going to get one shot at this.

expatbrit49 Do you always have to be so damn professional Fluke? When do I get some shag time with Principal Lay? I mean Cute Backup is great wookie, but I have a thing for blue bloods and I want some of Lay's royal heinie.

purejoy4fem Why do I always feel like Maryanne in Gilligans Island? Always playing second fiddle to a sweeter sounding violin. Jeesh!

expatbrit49 Now now, Cute Backup You know I love you (Yeah, Right!). Why not go and sit with Ya-owe-me-one and give him a little wookie? He is said to be skilled with his sabre.

purejoy4fem At least he's got one Hung So-Low. It's a better weapon than that puny little gun that you pull out when the action gets hot. It never ceases to crack me up that you have a name as cool as Hung So-Low and all the possibilities which that implies; yet you have no sabre with which to back it up. What a joke.

Enough! Stop this squabbling! You sound like the Emperor and his cronies. Bickering over such drivel and harping and sniping at each other. The fate of the entire Blogosphere is in our hands. All eyes are upon us. We must not fail.

expatbrit49 purejoy4fem BLONDENEEDSSEX Bite me, Cum-blow-me.

purejoy4fem Yeah, you are always talking down to us. Like you're something special. Well, at least we don't go out wearing the same stinkin' bathrobe all the time.

: Or pull out out our sabres just to show off.

BLONDENEEDSSEX Or open our legs to spacemen.

expatbrit49 Ha! That's all you ever do, Principle Lay. Don't you have a better come back than that?

BLONDENEEDSSEX Oh! You are SO in trouble for saying that, Hung So-Low.

I agree, that was a low blow, So-Low.
Now stop this everyone. Can't you see what is happening to us? The shadow of the Empire has spread and even now we are under the influence of the DARK SIDE of the Farce. We must cleanse our minds of conflict and doubt. Think of flowers rather than fights. For it is with flowers that we shall defeat the Empire and restore good will to the Blogosphere.

: Ya-owe-me-one Cum-Blow-me is right. We must be at peace with ourselves if we wish to bring peace to the Blogosphere. With my Principal Lay under me and a Cute Back-up under her I now have a staff stout enough to complete this mission. Are ya with me girls?

purejoy4fem BLONDENEEDSSEX Gawd Yes! Take us now! ...um, we mean yes! we're with you!

expatbrit49 Hey, what about me? I'm still captain of the Kill-any-man Falcon. It's mine ya know. The rumors that I stole it from the Les-Bians is a lie.

[photo BLONDENEEDSSEX] Give it up Hung.

[photo purejoy4fem] Yeah, let us know when ya get a REAL sabre.

[photo expatbrit49] Y'all will be begging for it when I become a hero, defeat the Emperor, and destroy the Blog Padder before it inflates another blog.

[photo keithcancook]: Ha! That'll be the day. You're not even a red-eye, Hung So-Low.

[photo expatbrit49] Sorry, but the mystical process for red-eye initiation really turns me off. And at the end of pledge week, when they slam a door on the tip of your pecker to induct you into the club... well, that's a real deal breaker for me. I don't wanna be a red-eye.

[photo keithcancook]: You do not know the power of the Farce. Red-eye training will toughen you. It could even give you some length. Then you won't have to take the ribbing that all the girls give you when they see you naked.


keithcancook 60M
17859 posts
9/29/2005 6:01 pm

BLOG WARS Episode I Return of the Slits

Long ago, in a galaxy far far away...

The Blogactic Republic has seen its better days.
Once offering peace and stability throughout the known blogosphere
the Republic is now but a shadow of its former preeminence and glory.
For a new power has arisen and wrested control.
Wielding fearsome new weapons The New Empire has assailed the old Republic
with a ferocity never before witnessed and a velocity approaching light speed.
In short order the old Republic was swept away...
On a quest to destroy The New Empire's most powerful weapon, the Blog Padder,
A small band of loyalists begin their dangerous mission.


Ok gang, we've gone over this dozens of times. Does everyone know their responsibilities? We are only going to get one shot at this.

expatbrit49 Do you always have to be so damn professional Fluke? When do I get some shag time with Principal Lay? I mean Cute Backup gives great wookie, but I have a thing for blue bloods and I want some of Lay's royal heinie.

purejoy4fem Why do I always feel like Maryanne in Gilligans Island? Always playing second fiddle to a sweeter sounding violin. Jeesh!

expatbrit49 Now now, Cute Backup You know I love you (Yeah, Right!). Why not go and sit with Ya-owe-me-one and give him a little wookie? He is said to be skilled with his sabre.

purejoy4fem At least he's got one Hung So-Low. It's a better weapon than that puny little gun that you pull out when the action gets hot. It never ceases to crack me up that you have a name as cool as Hung So-Low and all the possibilities which that implies; yet you have no sabre with which to back it up. What a joke.

Enough! Stop this squabbling! You sound like the Emperor and his cronies. Bickering over such drivel and harping and sniping at each other. The fate of the entire Blogosphere is in our hands. All eyes are upon us. We must not fail.

expatbrit49 purejoy4fem BLONDENEEDSSEX Bite me, Cum-blow-me.

purejoy4fem Yeah, you are always talking down to us. Like you're something special. Well, at least we don't go out wearing the same stinkin' bathrobe all the time.

: Or pull out out our sabres just to show off.

BLONDENEEDSSEX Or open our legs to spacemen.

expatbrit49 Ha! That's all you ever do, Principle Lay. Don't you have a better come back than that?

BLONDENEEDSSEX Oh! You are SO in trouble for saying that, Hung So-Low.

I agree, that was a low blow, So-Low.
Now stop this everyone. Can't you see what is happening to us? The shadow of the Empire has spread and even now we are under the influence of the DARK SIDE of the Farce. We must cleanse our minds of conflict and doubt. Think of flowers rather than fights. For it is with flowers that we shall defeat the Empire and restore good will to the Blogosphere.

Ya-owe-me-one Cum-Blow-me is right. We must be at peace with ourselves if we wish to bring peace to the Blogosphere. With my Principal Lay under me and a Cute Back-up under her I now have a staff stout enough to complete this mission. Are ya with me girls?

purejoy4fem BLONDENEEDSSEX Gawd Yes! Take us now! ...um, we mean yes! we're with you!

expatbrit49 Hey, what about me? I'm still captain of the Kill-any-man Falcon. It's mine ya know. The rumors that I stole it from the Les-Bians is a lie.

[photo BLONDENEEDSSEX] Give it up Hung.

[photo purejoy4fem] Yeah, let us know when ya get a REAL sabre.

[photo expatbrit49] Y'all will be begging for it when I become a hero, defeat the Emperor, and destroy the Blog Padder before it inflates another blog.


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