Ever come up with a plan that you thought was brilliant until you got in serious trouble because of it?
soapyNinja told me this story:
My friend recently did something in front of a pizza guy that almost got him arrested....Him and a few buddies were bored so they ordered a pizza, when they saw the pizza guy walking up the driveway (you can see out of his front door, if it is open, through the sliding glass door in the back of his house) my friend and this other guy ran into the back yard. The other guy (i don't know him) ran past the sliding glass door so the pizza guy could see him, my friend then tackled him and stabbed him with a fake sword ( the person that was "stabbed" pulled out ketchup packets and squirted them all over the place) the pizza guy began to walk away and my friend (covered in "blood") ran to the front door and payed for their pizza. 20 minutes later, while they were all on the couch, a police officer walked to the door. My friend answered the door and told the cop that he was doing the sword thing for a movie...the cop said ok and then ,into his michrophone, said these words : "Unit 23 stand down." My friend looked down the street and saw a police cruiser start to pull away.
My father is a land lord and owned some property that he bought to fix up. My friends and I got together, bought some ketchup and scissors, went in the house, put them in one of the closets on the upper floor, and left. A week later we got back together and met with another friend. We all got in my car and decided to pick up some snacks. On the way back home we followed our plan to scare our un-expecting friend. I drove around in the neighborhood of the rental house for about 10 minutes to disorient our friend (Andrew). We had convinced him by then that we wanted to Ã¢â‚¬Ëœsneak into a houseÃ¢â‚¬â„¢. He kept asking Ã¢â‚¬ËœwhyÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ and since we had no good answer nor had we ever done something like that before, I decided to pull into the driveway of the house.
Shortly after midnight I got out of the car with my friends and headed towards the garage door. Of course Andrew wouldnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t move from the back seat and attempted to get us back in the car to leave. I easily opened the garage door and said that it looked like nobody was home. As we planned, myself and another friend went upstairs while the other coaxed Andrew into the house. I cut my shirt open and had my friend poor ketchup all over my clothes.
Shortly after Andrew reached the top step I screamed and yelled Ã¢â‚¬ËœsomeoneÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s home, help!Ã¢â‚¬â„¢ Before we knew it Andrew had leaped the entire flight of stairs and was out of the house. I went out of the house and made it a point to show him my fake wounds in the dimly lit street before proceeding to stumble away. Andrew said Ã¢â‚¬ËœIÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m leavingÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ and tried to do so but was completely disoriented from our drive there. I managed to stumble down the street and appear to fall over in exhaustion. AndrewÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s attempt to head home was futile as he was walking in the exact opposite direction he needed to go.
I had caused an uprising in the neighborhood and woke up everyone on the block with screaming. I didnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t know until later that I had Ã¢â‚¬Ëœpassed outÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ in a police officerÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s yard.
Although I didnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t get arrested or anything to that extreme (nor did WaylanÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s associates for that matter) but we did manage to come up with some pretty dumb ideas.
By the way, Andrew is still teased to this day about his response to me being injured. HeÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s an Eagle Scout and pry should have helped me or something rather than leave.
What's your story?