okay. So.
This guy lives in residence on the 12th floor. Some of his friends take him out for dinner, and while he's out, some of his other friends move ALL of his stuff down to a room on the first floor. They completely recreate his room, so it looks identical, but it's 12 stories lower.
Then they all take him out and get him really really really drunk.
Then they bring him home and take him up and down the elevator a bunch of times so he thinks he's gone up twelve stories.
They take him to the room that he thinks is his - normally on the twelfth floor, but now moved to the first.
So... they take him to this room. That he thinks is 12 stories up.
And they pick him up.
And they throw him out the window.
*
Can't. even. imagine.
If the ingenuity of university guys was applied to scientific pursuits, we'd have colonies on Mars for sure. But not as many laughs.
11:53 a.m. - 2003-03-25
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