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Makes me think about the neighborhood girls we used to mess with.
Our group of dudes lived in the same subdivision as the group of girls. Well, we would set up a tent community in his backyard, so obviously we would stay up through the wee hours of the night getting into mischief.
When the girls had their little sleep overs, we would do just about anything to create a ruckus in front of the house. Put caution tape across the street making a back up in front of their house, lighting off fireworks in the back pond, saran wrapping the house, etc.
They would retaliate and shove thousands of plastic forks and knives in the lawn around our tents, take a bunch of feminie pads and stick them all over the house/cars/tents, bedazzled our tail lights so when we got in we wouldn't see them glistening.
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