Excellent! We did something similar with an assload of kite string my dad got when I was a kid and he got into dragon kites. He got this huge box of thousands of yards of string. So, one night we were all bored and we strung up the whole God damn street, via the pylons/road reflectors. We posted look-outs on the rooves and DAMN if the first car to come by wasn't L.A. County deputy.LOL thatd be some pretty brutal strong fishing wire. We use to tie real strong fishing wire across the streets on trashnights to each trashcan on the side of the street so like
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Nice diagram huh
And a car would drive by and pull the trashcans along with it, was always so funny with a few bowls right before.
Off topic but reminded me of good times
Jesus, don't stop there! What happened?!?Excellent! We did something similar with an assload of kite string my dad got when I was a kid and he got into dragon kites. He got this huge box of thousands of yards of string. So, one night we were all bored and we strung up the whole God damn street, via the pylons/road reflectors. We posted look-outs on the rooves and DAMN if the first car to come by wasn't L.A. County deputy.
The string fucking STOPPED HIS CAR DEAD IN THE STREET. He couldn't see it so at first he thought something was wrong with his car. Then he gets out and sees all this fucking STRING, up and down the street, from 1'-3' off the ground, we laid a web. Those of us who'd been stringing were hiding in the horse feeders and corrals, while the little look-outs were crying on the rooftops.
How'd you know? That was the highlight, definitely scared the crap out of all of us.
The deputy got out of his car, and popped the hood. Then he went back and turned the car off, then started it again. 
We could hear him on his radio saying something about a problem with his car. Man, this was better than we even imagined! 
Yeah, some buttholes started twitchin'. No one answered and even if they did they didn't know anything about it... although, if they were home they would have told him exactly where to find us. So he went all over the property (this is a neighborhood where the houses usually have about an acre apiece) trying to find SOMEONE, and he came pretty close but we'd managed to shut up the look-out crybabies (I've gotta remind my sisters about this story). 
Humbo, if I was as flexible as I used to be...
I LOVE playing tricks. I just wish I had more ideas, and better ones, usually I hide behind a door or under a table.
How'd you know? That was the highlight, definitely scared the crap out of all of us.
(Except that we did NOT expect the five-oh, we expected some poor sod just driving through.)
Then, he tried to walk around his car, but kept getting caught up in all that fucking string. Imagine a 50' stretch of road, hilltop is at the corner, then it goes down a gentle slope, strung up from your ankles to your hips, back and forth and back and forth, just completely woven. When he realized that he'd been caught like a fly in our web he got the flashlight out and on the radio.
He finally went to the nearest house and knocked (POUNDED) on the door. Of the wrong house.
He came REALLY close, but never quite caught us. After about a half an hour he either gave up or got a call and left, string snapping as he pulled forward.
Anyway, after the sheriff broke through then other cars were able to get through the string, but it slowed them down, and then it was all broken.
Then we got a boogie board and more string, tied it to the boogie board and threw the board over some wires that went across the street. Then we hid behind some bushes and waited for a car to come by, then dropped the boogie board onto the car. That was kind of an asshole thing to do, because the first few cars sort of skidded out, stopped, panicked. One car almost skidded into a parked car. Finally the boogie board got caught on one last car and off it went, bumping into the night. No more boogie board.
By then everyone's parents were home, so no more shenanigans that night. However, there was still a lot of string leftover....
The End.
All righty then, so I need moth balls, 110 test fishing line, mountain lion piss, coyote piss, human hair, human urine (from a MALE - supposedly can't use MINE) and/or I need to secure the perimeter buck ass naked (smeared with blood - male blood I assume - hey guys - anyone wanna come over for - uh, for a bite to eat?!?) and hang out on a tree branch - and kite STRING?Humbo, if I was as flexible as I used to be...
I LOVE playing tricks. I just wish I had more ideas, and better ones, usually I hide behind a door or under a table.
How'd you know? That was the highlight, definitely scared the crap out of all of us.
(Except that we did NOT expect the five-oh, we expected some poor sod just driving through.)
Then, he tried to walk around his car, but kept getting caught up in all that fucking string. Imagine a 50' stretch of road, hilltop is at the corner, then it goes down a gentle slope, strung up from your ankles to your hips, back and forth and back and forth, just completely woven. When he realized that he'd been caught like a fly in our web he got the flashlight out and on the radio.
He finally went to the nearest house and knocked (POUNDED) on the door. Of the wrong house.
He came REALLY close, but never quite caught us. After about a half an hour he either gave up or got a call and left, string snapping as he pulled forward.
Anyway, after the sheriff broke through then other cars were able to get through the string, but it slowed them down, and then it was all broken.
Then we got a boogie board and more string, tied it to the boogie board and threw the board over some wires that went across the street. Then we hid behind some bushes and waited for a car to come by, then dropped the boogie board onto the car. That was kind of an asshole thing to do, because the first few cars sort of skidded out, stopped, panicked. One car almost skidded into a parked car. Finally the boogie board got caught on one last car and off it went, bumping into the night. No more boogie board.
By then everyone's parents were home, so no more shenanigans that night. However, there was still a lot of string leftover....
The End.
whatcha cooking? id be glad to watch you secure the perimeter. but your not getting any blood form me
........ maybe some other bodily fluids
whatcha cooking? id be glad to watch you secure the perimeter. but your not getting any blood form me
got any pics?
Considering I'm old enough to be your mother's oldest sister (or her very young mom eg: your grandmother) -whatcha cooking? id be glad to watch you secure the perimeter. but your not getting any blood form me
got any pics?
