Sometime during the heavy snowfall (and subsequent snow-days) of the winter of 2015 I decided the roof of the unused building across from Callahan was disappointingly bleak (perhaps I was suffering cabin-fever?). So I added a nice message for my fellow dorm-mates and school employees.
Yeah, this one was probably on the more risky side of silly things I’ve done, all things considered, but I was safe about it. Anyways, WHOOOHOOO FOR SNOW DAYS!
Once again this week Finals bared their horrible teeth and attempted to gnash me to bits and yet once more I drew my sword and proceeded to slay my opponent with a powerful blow and emerged victorious.
Today, as I stood upon the bloodsoaked carcasses of my exams, I realized that the dorms didn’t look quite festive enough. So I fixed that one up real quick by decorating the parking circle tree and the most-definitely-dead pine sapling in front of Northern Terrace.
This prank is a lot like the parrot prank, and this one also holds a very special place in my heart as one of my favorites.
Essentially we wanted something a little more bizarre and uncanny than the parrot… A cut-out of a movie character or celebrity juuuuust recognizable enough to notice, but not so much that you ever would expect to see it anywhere…
We made a whole list and eventually narrowed it down to Arnold Schwarzenegger as Conan The Barbarian, because even if you have not seen any Schwarzenegger films, you still know a barbarian when you see one.
Jeremy R., Ryan K. and I used a printer and some plywood to craft our very own life sized version of Arny. We set him up in the woods between the Hebron Roundabouts (one of our favorite locations) in December when all of the leaves were off the trees and the colors were just right for him to blend in. We positioned him so that he would only be visible for a few seconds as you drove by, but would be very noticeable during that time.
He stayed there for a few days before the weather forced us to retrieve him! We’ve since used him for numerous pranks. It’s a convenient thing to keep around in a college dorm room, as it turns out.
This one was all me and Ryan K!
We dressed up like creepy emo goth kids and picked up roadkill off of busy-ish roads!
What I appreciate about this shenanigan is that it covers the essentials of what a good shenanigan is. It directly involves onlookers and begs them to ask “WHAT?!”, “WHY?”, and “REALLY?”
I just imagined someone driving by and saying “Honey, look, those satan worshipers are at it again!”
We really just moved the roadkill to the grass on the side of the road and let the vultures consume their natural diet in safety.
A few years ago, I was looking through the free section of craigslist a saw an odd posting titled “free mean ass rooster”. The ad concisely stated that a man was looking to get rid of one “mean ass rooster” for free. To funny! I showed this ad to several friends, simply because I was captured by its unintentional humor and mystery. But soon enough it was removed and the fun was over!
Then, this past September I found myself looking at the free section of the Cincinnati craigslist again, and as luck would have it, I see the following ad:
This was, without a doubt, the same man’s ad looking to get rid of his mean ass rooster! what are the odds of seeing this “sequel” ad out of all the hundreds of weekly postings!?!
I immediately saved this ad and sent it around, then it occurred to me… I now have the opportunity finally find out why that rooster’s rear-end was so mean! So I texted the number in the ad and this was our conversation:
Darn! Someone already swept up that mean, mean rooster! Hah! So I asked my burning question, which he responded with a disappointingly empty answer.
Clearly this guy has a problem with his roosters developing “mean-ass” qualities, so I thought I should offer him my services in case it should happen again (and I decided I’d use his kind of grammar to blend in a bit) :
You never know, it could be a dud.
Maybe that rooster could just from a bad egg.
I’m no veterinarian, but I’m pretty sure that dud is a medical term for a bad rooster.
He never replied to this message, I’m guessing because he was simply baffled that I had figured out that his new rooster was already going bad, and he didn’t want to admit to himself that he had already failed the little guy.
But I couldn’t just leave it there, so I gave it a few months and then texted him back to check in his new rooster:
Now the fun is really starting! Let’s see if I can convince him he ended up with a dud!
I’m pretty sure he meant “who is this” but I answered the question regardless
I’m just trying to help him out of a jam! That rooster will do Mike no good, and he knows that!
That’s the end of our conversation…
For now! I felt like I was pushing Mike a little too hard, so I’ll wait a few months and I’ll text him again, probably sometime around April… So stay tuned for the conclusion!
When I do text Mike again, what should I say about his new nice rooster? Tell me in the comments below!
This is one of my all-time favorites! Basically we had these fake parrots from some old pirate costumes just sitting around in our basement collecting dust… So me and my brother decided why not do something fun with them and zip-tie one of them to a tree branch near a busy road where its visible (but not too visible)!?! So that’s exactly what we did!
We positioned it in just the perfect spot right near the first roundabout in Hebron, carefully positioned so that when people would drive by and see it, they would think “wow! Look! It’s a parrot!” but could never get a close enough look because of the angle of the tree to the road, so as not to give away its lifeless nature. Then they would see it sitting there again when they drove by the next day and the next day and the next! :D
Since then, we’ve put up several more parrots in several different places, but this one was the first and probably best placed one. It always gets a laugh out of people when we tell them that it was us that put it there!