Times they are a changin'

Reading about this senior prank makes me want to relive my senior pranks. Which I completely failed to participate in. If memory serves(and it's starting to fade), we didn't do anything terribly destructive. We painted the parking lot "guardhouse" with polka dots and called it "[nickname of guardhouse worker 1] and [nickname of guardhouse worker 2]'s Playhouse," insinuating that it was a place for a lover's tryst. One of the more notorious tobacco-chewing jocks had saved all his Skoal canisters and slid them down the main hall like hockey pucks. I seem to remember crickets in the library, but that may have been the previous year. On our last day, someone played I'm Free by the Soup Dragons(to this day that song reminds me of that moment) over the PA system.

Although, if we had video announcements, I'm sure we would have attempted something like the porn-tape switch-aroo. What would you expect from a group of friends who thought it was a hilarious idea to sneak into porn theatres with a bottle of Arby's Horsey Sauce and go to work?

Now those were the days!